Room 508, Friday Afternoon

Ellie was all packed. She'd taken care of that last night. Now, she was just sort of hanging out in her room waiting until it was time to leave for the airport. While she waited, she thought about her dad and how he was kind of crazy. And she wondered if that crazy had gotten worse since she left a few months ago. That just lead to her to start second guessing her decision to continue her education in Fandom.

She flopped back onto her bed and stared at the ceiling, wishing it had some great advice to give. This place was weird enough. A talking ceiling could happen. Not this time, though. Ellie sighed.

[door is slightly open as is the post!]