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The timer beeps. It's officially her third day.
She closes her coloring book and puts her colored pencils away.
She orders some Aphrodia juice and slurps it through a straw.
... mmmmm. Alright, time to take on the day.
Audrey's third day in the Rose Bowers
A plate with two small tacos loaded with beef and cheese and salsa appears in front of her, along with a couple napkins.
lost_girl
She picks up one of the tacos and takes a big messy bite out of it.
... Then she sighs, sets down the rest of the taco, wipes her mouth with a napkin, and pushes the plate away.
lost_girl
There's no use in fucking pretending. She doesn't belong here.
She gets up and slouches towards the entrance, leaving behind her program on the bar.
Her rooms are as she left them, except for the center console. Atop it sits a mandarin orange, and a plastic tray with little sections full of beads and elastic and superglue. There's a little pad of paper in the side as well.
The room seems to have decided to be full of the sound of waves on a beach for some reason.
lost_girl
"Better! That'll do for now."
She picks up the orange and starts peeling it, looking down at the beading kit as she does.
Gosh, it's been ages since she last beaded.
lost_girl
She gets the peel off (the bowers vanishes it) and removes the pith from the center (likewise) and takes a segment of the orange and pops it in her mouth and chews thoughtfully.
