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The holidays were soon approaching and Georgette was still flying in the air the idea of maybe making a trip to the states and spending it there. Of course, she wouldn’t be with her family, but Gary was there and it would be nice to to get some business errands out of the way: photoshoots, her make-up, talk shows etc. (after the trial everyone has wanted to get a hold of Georgette for her end of the story).  

Rory would be with her sorcerer beau (Georgette’s name for him though Rory always glared at her vehemently when she called him that), or so she assumed she would and so the blonde didn’t want to be alone. Alone didn’t sit well. Alone meant staying behind four walls reliving your demons and she was making steps forward from them, real adjusting and healthy steps. 

She didn’t want to make any steps back. 

And what better way to make travel decisions then a relaxing mani/pedi! For which she wouldn’t be alone for also as she had invited Lady to come with. 

The brunette was just appearing as Georgette offered the woman a smile. She had only met the journalist recently, but she had been great company to have in their first meeting that the blonde was comfortable to proceed with a second. They seem to share similar taste. 

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Georgette was at the library, Pride U’s library since she figured what she was here to look for would be better found in the University’s library. If not, well then she knew she can always try the book shoppe. One of the spots had to have information on what she was looking for. 

The information being sought after for was about the Fountain of Youth. Georgette simply wanted to know if there would be any more surprises for her in store. 

Surely, some book in this town had to have information on it, or even accounts of perhaps other people who have been dipped in it? Anything, really! She was already doing her best to work through what she knew, and Rory had been helping her along the way to try to get her back as normal as possible. Of course, the magic of the Fountain couldn’t be reversed, but her friend made her things that help invoke those human habits she lost: sleeping, eating, etc. 

In any case, if Georgette could figure out about anything else in advance she knew it would be tremendously helpful. 

As she walked down certain aisle, the blonde took extra care to make sure she maintained as close to herself as possible. The last thing she wanted was to bump into anyone, or anything and cause harm/danger. She had gingerly grabbed some books that seem to generally fix her topic of interest and was getting ready to sit on an empty table seat when she stopped dead on her tracks. 

Georgette was about mere inches away from almost bumping right into someone and causing what would have been a tragic event of accidents. Thankfully she hadn’t and thankfully she hadn’t been wearing heels either.