Sep 2, 2019
Library Respite
@therewillalwaysbeawar:
The Bunker was getting pretty full of people. It had already had a good amount before this most recent influx of allies. Now it felt more like a powder keg. So Willow went where she always did when that happened: she went to the library.
It’s funny how that was still her away from it all, pull herself together space. Time may pass but some things just don’t change.
Willow was at one of sturdy, burnished tables with a few books and a notebook open. “I wonder if I could ask about putting a coffee maker in here,” she muttered to herself, stifling a nod as she did.
