Eve had stuck around Fandom just long enough to make sure her loved ones were all right before she'd taken off for home, where she'd promptly crawled into bed and hidden, surfacing only long enough each morning to call off work. There was no way she could face normality at the moment, she just couldn't. Maybe in a few days. And it was her place, ( Read more... )

Things occurred to Eve at the most random of times, like when the fact that her boyfriend was from fifteen years in the past and a universe to the side or so occurred to her in the middle of the kata she was going through ( Read more... )

Eve was sitting on the floor of her living room, homework spread out in front of her as she ate directly from a takeout carton. Yum, Chinese. From a place Benicio had recommended, but she was going to ignore that part ( Read more... )

Eve was alone in the room. Gwynn modded with permission, laa! had elected to give Eve some alone time to focus on packing and other thinky things. Really Eve was just sure Gwynn was off plotting some way to kidnap her and keep her for another year. But either way, there was privacy for thinky things ( Read more... )

Prom had been pretty damn cool, much like last year. So, much like last year, Eve had returned at an ungodly hour and passed out in bed. (The roomie had done much the same.)

However, she'd kind of forgotten one little thing about prom.

At Fandom, prom meant small ones.

[For Gwynn, their assorted weetinies, oh, and Adam]

Eve was busy bustling around the room getting ready for the dance, which meant that the room looked like a small tornado had hit ( Read more... )

After coming back from the park, Eve had gone straight to her room and shut the door ( Read more... )

Eve was humming cheerfully as she and Adam came back from dinner. It'd been absolutely incredible, though she hadn't been expecting otherwise -- this was Gunther's cooking, after all. And now was quiet time with the boyfriend, without interruptions of the well-meaning but irritating variety ( Read more... )

Eve? Was bored. Which was exactly why she was sitting at her desk and playing that Oregon Trail game on her computer ( Read more... )

Eve was sprawled out on her bed, trying to figure out exactly what the hell she was going to get or do for her boyfriend for his birthday -- which had been several days earlier. Way to go, Eve! She was so no good at birthdays. Never had been.

[for im_afrog]