Date: 2018-03-07 06:05 am (UTC)
thestoriesarereal: (Head down)
Not in the mood for cookies.

[Lucy wasn't in the mood for anything, least of cookies. He could order something if he wanted to. She wasn't in the mood for food. Or maybe anything, not for a while.]

...I don't like it. I want Victor to be happy, but...Jim wasn't nice when I met him. Thought he was taking me to live in a group home.

[Lucy starts to shift to sit on Jefferson's lap to lean against him and try and curl up.]

...I'm starting to hate change.
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