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44 Blueberry Hill, Library Thursday Night
Jan. 3rd, 2008 10:10 pmPhoebe had fallen asleep in one of the wing-back chairs in the library.
She hadn't meant to, but she had spent several hours pouring over building plans, maps, inventory lists and all kinds of other paperwork that had something to do with the idea she had. After a few hours, her head and eyes had hurt so much that she had closed her eyes... and the floor was covered with all of the plans she had been examining that had fallen to the floor from her lap and the chair.
Surprisingly, the ledger she had been writing notes in and the pen were still in her lap and in her hand.
[[OOC: For Cole and Anders]]
She hadn't meant to, but she had spent several hours pouring over building plans, maps, inventory lists and all kinds of other paperwork that had something to do with the idea she had. After a few hours, her head and eyes had hurt so much that she had closed her eyes... and the floor was covered with all of the plans she had been examining that had fallen to the floor from her lap and the chair.
Surprisingly, the ledger she had been writing notes in and the pen were still in her lap and in her hand.
[[OOC: For Cole and Anders]]
