Piper was sitting outside on the porch, still with her laptop. She was doing some research for her next class and chatting with Paige on IM...her Paige, that is. She was very much considering going home to visit her this weekend.
[ooc: post totally open since, after tonight, I will be internetless until Tuesday. Woe!]
The house at 42 Blueberry Hill was currently very quiet. There was a very apathetic witch lying on the couch in the dark. The only light illuminating the living room came from the television, which Piper had on for background noise. There was a pint of ice cream nearly finished sitting on the table. Probably safer than alcohol right now
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Piper hadn't slept very well lately. That wasn't unusual for her, though. Whether it was restaurant bills or worrying about her family or thinking about things she shouldn't be thinking about, there was always something to stress over
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Piper was pacing again as she does when she is stressed. Shax was still out there and Paige was in danger. Piper and Phoebe really had to figure out how to get rid of him before he hurt or killed anyone else.
They had to do this before he got to Paige. They had to do this to avenge their eldest sister.