Room 302 [Sunday afternoon]

May 25, 2014 17:56

It had been an interesting week for Celia, to say the least. Today was the first time in what seemed like ages that she'd woken up and just felt...normal. Not exceptionally good or frustrated or lazy, just...her normal self.

It was a bit of a relief, all things considered, though at the same time, being emotionally sound for the moment meant that Celia had the mental clarity to examine her behavior over the last few days...so instead of doing any deep introspection, she was doing some spring cleaning. It gave her something to focus on, and furthermore, was something she'd neglected recently in favor of sleeping all day or being too effervescently happy to tidy up.

Of course, general tidying didn't take long (if never did -- she was fairly neat as it was, and...well, magic.) So Celia had to start getting creative to give herself something to do. She left her door open -- possibly a mistake -- as she sat on her bed with her collection of hats in their boxes around her, meticulously examining each to ensure that she was pleased with the ribbon color, as well as the texture and size of any other adornments.

She'd move on to her shoes, once she was done.

[open door and post!]

[who] eleanor lamb, [where] room 302

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