seriesofbaddecisions | Room 221- Friday afternoon

Sabine had gotten Astrid's postcard and had been working on a reply. Sure, she could call, and she probably would, but when the island was full of dinosaurs she couldn't not send a letter and include several drawings of the current surroundings. As much as she didn't understand how little technology worked in 1993, this part might actually be kind of a plus, even if it was slower.

Fridays were her day where she had nothing to do, so she had the door open, music playing from her phone, and was sitting on her bed with several finished and half-colored drawings of jungles and dinosaurs (one rainbow-spotted, because really) laying around. This might be her whole day, and there might be a lot more drawings if she wasn't stopped.

[I somehow have no work. Help. Door and post open!]