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A week ago, Artemis had a dream.
She scrapped her road trip plans right there, bailed on the motel room and caught the first plane out of Huntsville.
For the first time in a long time, she went home.
(Her mother didn't ask. She simply pointed out that the spare bedroom was already made up and dinner would be ready in an hour.)
Now, she's back--out by the lake, with the collar of her shirt turned up against the evening chill.
She is looking at the stars.
(You could probably join her. She won't mind.)
[ooc: post open until her next one. have at, kids.]
She scrapped her road trip plans right there, bailed on the motel room and caught the first plane out of Huntsville.
For the first time in a long time, she went home.
(Her mother didn't ask. She simply pointed out that the spare bedroom was already made up and dinner would be ready in an hour.)
Now, she's back--out by the lake, with the collar of her shirt turned up against the evening chill.
She is looking at the stars.
(You could probably join her. She won't mind.)
[ooc: post open until her next one. have at, kids.]