Sookie had gotten restless without a mindless sort of project to focus on in her free time. Summer had come and gone, and with it the wedding that she'd spent months preparing for. Her thank-you notes had taken her into fall, sure, but she had readily welcomed the beginning of the holidays as a chance for something to do that wasn't either studying or, well, really dangerous.
So even if it was only 50 degrees outside, and even if it was only mid-November, Sookie was happily curled up in the room she shared with Bobby browsing the internet for gifts and recipes. She wouldn't buy anything until next week, of course. There was enjoying the holidays early, and there was condoning the horrible consumerism outright. She knew where the line was drawn, thank you.
[open for le fake husband or phone calls or emails or whatever. :) I'm freezing, typing keeps my fingers warm.]
Sookie (Stackhouse) Drake
- Xavier Institute for Higher Learning, Monday evening