Kyt Makes a Nest : July 28 Early Afternoon | WC: 594
 It hadn’t been a plan really, not technically, but she’d spent the whole day in her room napping off and on, uncomfortable and distressed. She wasn’t wrong, a shelf was a shelf. And if there was only half a shell then it was broken because it wasn’t a whole shell. But what had really gotten to her, had sent her scurrying to her bed to unpack Byron, because she’d promised only to bring only one, and burrow beneath the blankets and sheets on her bed until the only thing visible was the tip of her nose, was how angry he’d been at her.
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