Tag: routines x 1

Caleigh sat in the corner of her room, a collection of metal gears and screws littering the ground around her feet. Another clock to be made. A quiet, but frustrated expression remained on her face as she tried to shove two of the gears in place. It was rounding four in the morning, and she had forgone fishing to stop at the Troupe show earlier in the evening and attempt to be social. It was close enough, and she'd heard good things- it was worth a look. Finding Orli, Saeil, and Meli there was a bonus, regardless of whether or not she upset Meli.

She'd spent most of the show quietly gritting her teeth. There were certainly talented writers and amazingly wonderful actors- but the topic of choice hit a bit close to home for the woman. A...