Room 308, Monday Night

[the_merriest]

Rikku gave up and tossed her pen down. The letter wasn't getting anywhere. Maybe she'd lie and tell Yunie that the post office was broken again.

Somehow, the better she felt, the worse she felt. Not all of her, just a tiny bit deep down that maybe didn't think it was so okay for her to be here in the first place. And lately she'd felt amazing, so

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[likeguidelines]

Oooh. Another person staring into space.

The squirrel wrote, Rikku be tryin' t' play the clarinet usin' her brain.

Might as well make the broadcast interesting, right?

She scurried off.