Room 512, Sunday evening

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Evie had waited until after the football game to open up her presents from her parents, and was gleefully eating a cupcake as she read her mother's letter.

She stopped eating and re-read the last page with concern, then slowly went back to evaluating her presents, thinking hard.

[ooc: open! Evie is 17 today, yay. Or, you know, 107.]