Katie!!!
Evelyn stood in the center of her room, surrounded by boxes. She had a pair of scissors in her hand, which she was using to open the boxes filled with her clothes, books, and childhood toys she'd been too lazy to get rid of.
Out of one box, she pulled a small paper bag covered in crayon scribble that had once represented something. She turned to Katie, who was sitting on the bed behind her.
"Do you know what this is?" she asked her, holding up the paper bag. "Rocks. This was my sad excuse for a rock collection when I was ten."
She shook her head and dropped it back in the box. "How does someone accumulate this much junk in only seventeen years!"
ooc: I have work from 10-3 today, but I thought I'd get this up before I left. Hope you don't mind!
Out of one box, she pulled a small paper bag covered in crayon scribble that had once represented something. She turned to Katie, who was sitting on the bed behind her.
"Do you know what this is?" she asked her, holding up the paper bag. "Rocks. This was my sad excuse for a rock collection when I was ten."
She shook her head and dropped it back in the box. "How does someone accumulate this much junk in only seventeen years!"
ooc: I have work from 10-3 today, but I thought I'd get this up before I left. Hope you don't mind!