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@corpsesandhomework

The only places that power seemed to be on was the student housing and the buildings not attached to the castle (other than staff housing). She’d heard rumors that it was because Dr. Tomago was sick and her abilities shorted out electricity. Great. They were really going to be sent back to the Stone Ages. Deciding that Hunter probably needed some distraction in the dark, she went into town for supplies and then searched him out. When she didn’t find him in his apartment or classroom, she headed towards his office.

It hadn’t been the best of days for Pearl. In fact, most everyone that had crossed her path ended up being snapped at and made to crawl away in cowardice when her abilities had a mind of their own. Eventually, she decided to skip the rest of her classes, hiding out in her dorm with a heating pad and a bunch of horrible horror movies. It was definitely safer for everyone if she remained sequestered to the dorm. Except for maybe Meg and Mel, but that was the best she could manage.

She was to the point where she didn’t even feel like cooking, making a quick run off campus for Chinese before returning to the dorm. Loose black lounge pants and a sweatshirt over a tight white tank top were current attire with her hair piled up in a messy bun, knee high socks hidden away as she curled under a fleece blanket. Pearl wasn’t even putting the heating pad down, walking around with it on a long extension cord nearly everywhere.

So when she heard a knock at the door, it went with her. Sure, it was a tad bit awkward, but she didn’t give a shit. If the person on the other side of the door were to comment, Pearl would most definitely be snapping at them. Besides sending Hunter a few texts earlier, she’d been avoiding her phone, not really up to any sort of socialization. Opening the door, the first smile she’d had all day crept over her lips.

Wild Pearl: Did you know baking could be this fun?

After a day of her siblings coming into her room to badger her and steal her things, Pearl ran out of patience. She took care of them, she helped them, and she loved them. But at some point, she did need peace and quiet, or at least a different sort of interaction. And there was only one place to get it. At least, the only place she knew her siblings didn’t try and follow. The woods. 

One great thing about being in Washington, the woods were lovely with trees that were huge. Murder mystery in hand, Pearl found her way through the woods, the leaves crunching under the weight of her boots. When she found a tree that looked to be exactly what she wanted, the book was tucked into the large pocket of her coat and she began to climb. But for once, she didn’t try and go as high as normal, to the very top. There was a curve to one branch that looked sturdy enough to hold her, and comfortable enough for her to sit and read for an extended period of time. Traveling further up didn’t seem to be necessary.