Front Yard of 44 Blueberry Hill, Wednesday Afternoon

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It was a nice day and Phoebe had climbed the large tree in the front yard. She was about halfway up the tree, reclining with her back against the tree trunk. She was stretched out along the limb and looked both comfortable and precarious.

Why had she climbed the tree?

Because she was struck with the sudden urge to do so.


[OOC: OPEN!]

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[sleepswthdemons.livejournal.com]

Phoebe nodded. "I think I am. Promise."

[snarky-witch.livejournal.com]

"Good," Piper said. "I wasn't worried."

Except she totally was.

[sleepswthdemons.livejournal.com]

"I'm fine, Piper."