Room 308, Saturday Afternoon
Rikku was sitting on her bed, working on her project for Inventiontronics.
Because that would mean not trying to blow up more angel statues, or screaming, or crying.
Just wiring things. And trying to keep Petey away from the wires. And fidgeting. Lots of that.
(expecting a call - or, rather, a txt msg - but door and post both wide open)
Because that would mean not trying to blow up more angel statues, or screaming, or crying.
Just wiring things. And trying to keep Petey away from the wires. And fidgeting. Lots of that.
(expecting a call - or, rather, a txt msg - but door and post both wide open)