44 Blueberry Hill, Thursday Night
After hanging out in the park with Lana, Phoebe wandered back home, getting completely drenched as the rainstorm finally hit. She had no idea what time it was, but she hoped it wasn't too late and the guys hadn't worried too much.
She might be living in the land of wishful thinking, too.
She was worried that they might be sleeping, so she let herself into the house almost silently and headed for the stairs. She was cold and wet and she needed to get dry and warm.
She also needed not to sneeze like she felt like doing.
She should be able to get upstairs, get dried off and get warm without waking the guys... right?
[[OOC: For the guys that live with the stubborn witch.]]
She might be living in the land of wishful thinking, too.
She was worried that they might be sleeping, so she let herself into the house almost silently and headed for the stairs. She was cold and wet and she needed to get dry and warm.
She also needed not to sneeze like she felt like doing.
She should be able to get upstairs, get dried off and get warm without waking the guys... right?
[[OOC: For the guys that live with the stubborn witch.]]