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Savannah was sitting on her bed with her notebook, her journal... and what looked like an old and fairly large leatherbound book. Yesterday had definitely not been the happiest day she had ever spent in Fandom. In fact, except for parts of it, she didn't think she had ever gotten so pissed off at anything since she had...
Probably best not to think about that right now, actually.
( Slice and Dicer Maniac Put People In The Clinic and I'm Pissed About It )
She had woken up this morning knowing exactly who she could call.
Adam.
Adam Vasic and his dad, Robert, would be happy to do some research for her -- and keep it a secret from Paige. Adam seemed to know that she could take care of herself and that she had the common sense to call them if she really needed them to come help her.
She was now sitting on her bed in her alcove, writing in her notebook... and sometimes in her journal. The curtain was wide open, so she was available for distractions and conversations.
Probably best not to think about that right now, actually.
( Slice and Dicer Maniac Put People In The Clinic and I'm Pissed About It )
She had woken up this morning knowing exactly who she could call.
Adam.
Adam Vasic and his dad, Robert, would be happy to do some research for her -- and keep it a secret from Paige. Adam seemed to know that she could take care of herself and that she had the common sense to call them if she really needed them to come help her.
She was now sitting on her bed in her alcove, writing in her notebook... and sometimes in her journal. The curtain was wide open, so she was available for distractions and conversations.
