Rory was bored. And hungry. Mostly bored, though.

She'd had a productive and very nice week, between ongoing plans for vengeance, catching up with friends, a trip into Special Collections, being brought vaguely healthy food, making a new friend and having her keys transfiguredAnd Homecoming had been very nice, from the carnival where she had ( Read more... )

Rory had left the bonfire and decided to go for a walk.

Somewhere along the way, Sam's cookies had lost their power over her, and she had realized that she was not Frenchy.

And then the day came flooding back.

( Linkdrop is the wooooooord *is lame* )

Rory sleepily got ready for bed, tucking Vladdie in his basket with a bottle and gently setting Yoda's tank back on the desk. After brushing her teeth and reading for a bit, she lost her concentration, and started on another ( letter that would never be read )

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