Room 238, Saturday afternoon
Aeryn is taking petsitting seriously. Vladdie's bottles are in the fridge, the curtains are closed, Yoda is far away from the sea monkeys because although she doubts there would be a problem unless she put Yoda in the tank, she'd rather not take any chances, and she's not running from the room at all. So far it's not going badly.
And she keeps looking at the ceiling to make sure Vladdie's not up there.
And she keeps looking at the ceiling to make sure Vladdie's not up there.