Library, Thursday (November 19)

[wildandbrave]

Cosette's player had finally remembered to emerge from the Wasteland was lugging around a small valise today, labeled Guilt Over Being the Lucky One. This she set down beside the collections desk . . . where, rather than a chair, she was sitting on a steamer trunk that had Doesn't Remember Childhood emblazoned across the side.

She was taking this rather well in stride, all things considered.

She would sigh every now and then when she looked at them, but really, overall she seemed to be reconciled to their presence.