Front Yard of 44 Blueberry Hill, Wednesday Afternoon

[sleepswthdemons]

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]

"Cole's gonna flail," she said quietly.

[beenthroughthat.livejournal.com]

"We worry about that after you're safe back on the ground," Sam told her. "Now I mean it, don't go anywhere while I get out there!"

He disappeared from the window again, this time at a run, and the sound of his footsteps thundering down the staircase were probably audible through the window, although the slamming of the back door probably wasn't, so much.