She looked at her watch. "Yikes, it's getting late. Where does the time go?" Into work, into shuttling the kids around, into hunting. Not a lot of time for anything else—though having made time to call Danielle, she did feel a little better. That was something, anyway. Enough to take the edge off going to bed alone, at least. "I'd probably better get to bed to prepare for yet another day of the entire universe trying to fight me."
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Date: 2015-10-01 08:17 pm (UTC)