Room 308, Late Friday Night
After the cure had been handed out to everyone, after she'd had a cup of the terrible, nasty tea herself, after she had taken the longest shower ever, because she kept just standing in the hot water and letting it pour over her, and after Rikku changed into her pajamas and dried her hair ...
... she curled up around an oversize, fluffy pillow, feeling exhausted and relieved and empty and so tired she could sleep for a week.
She picked up her cell phone and tried, expecting the same weird tones she'd been getting all week, not really expecting to hear it ring, not really expecting anyone to pick up --
Oh, finally.
About time Toronto fixed its phones, Rikku thought, closing her eyes with a sigh.
(establishy)
... she curled up around an oversize, fluffy pillow, feeling exhausted and relieved and empty and so tired she could sleep for a week.
She picked up her cell phone and tried, expecting the same weird tones she'd been getting all week, not really expecting to hear it ring, not really expecting anyone to pick up --
Oh, finally.
About time Toronto fixed its phones, Rikku thought, closing her eyes with a sigh.
(establishy)