Room 512, Thursday afternoon/early evening
The room looked empty. It wasn't of course; Spock's things were still there, but all of Momoko's posters were down, her books and action figures and DVDs were gone, her desk was empty. Moshi, his carrier and a couple of carry-on bags were all that were left. Even the aquarium and her monstrously ugly AWESOME pink bookshelf had been packed up and was on its way with the rest of the past three years of her Fandom High life to her bedroom in Tokyo City.
Home. Momoko was going home.
She wasn't leaving herself until later, though, so she sat down on the bed, pulling Moshi to her as she sat back and relaxed. And tried to stop feeling so... not really sad, but... something. Sure Tokyo City was home, but so was Fandom Island!
Maybe she could do one last flight around the island before she left? Just... to say goodbye?
Ah! She reached for her phone and sent a few emails. People needed her new contact information, right?
[Post is open, door is open. Momoko is going Alumni! If you think you got an email, you did!]
Home. Momoko was going home.
She wasn't leaving herself until later, though, so she sat down on the bed, pulling Moshi to her as she sat back and relaxed. And tried to stop feeling so... not really sad, but... something. Sure Tokyo City was home, but so was Fandom Island!
Maybe she could do one last flight around the island before she left? Just... to say goodbye?
Ah! She reached for her phone and sent a few emails. People needed her new contact information, right?
[Post is open, door is open. Momoko is going Alumni! If you think you got an email, you did!]