Herbert Hoover B1 to William Howard Taft Wing 5 A2 [evening]
Kaylee had had plans to take things apart all night, for a change of pace, in the confines of her happy little alcove.
However, in what seemed to be an epidemic that was sweeping my characters it was shortly proved futile, as raccoons can't hold wrenches that are suddenly absurdly large.
Kaylee kind of liked being all teensy tinsy again, though. And she knew there was only one person who could help her and moreover, recognize her like this. So that was why she scurried out of her cabin over to the senior cabin, and curled up on the bed that she knew belonged to Ned.
Hopefully he'd remember how this went.
[you all know the drill by now.]
However, in what seemed to be an epidemic that was sweeping my characters it was shortly proved futile, as raccoons can't hold wrenches that are suddenly absurdly large.
Kaylee kind of liked being all teensy tinsy again, though. And she knew there was only one person who could help her and moreover, recognize her like this. So that was why she scurried out of her cabin over to the senior cabin, and curled up on the bed that she knew belonged to Ned.
Hopefully he'd remember how this went.
[you all know the drill by now.]