[ Monet, looking mildly annoyed, is sitting on a
park bench, drinking some ridiculously sugary coffee concoction from a pretentiously labeled cup. She is not thinking about Jamie, or Jono porting out, or how she hasn't been able to find Paige all day, or even how, after two weeks of being dead, her brother's voice still clearly taunts her from the corners of her mind.
She also hasn't slept in three days, but she isn't thinking about that, either. ]
Do you ever feel the need to get away? If you do, where do you go?
I think I'm overdue for a vacation.