144. Quarters

[The morning is unremarkable, really. It isn't as hot as it was last week; there are some clouds, some sun, a little breeze. The only unusual thing, from Sheena's perspective, is that she gets up early to make breakfast for her roommates and she goes to work early, too. Early enough to help out the morning shift. Not too long into the shift she opens one of the tearoom windows and sticks her head out. The wind immediately blows her hair into her face and she doesn't care. Beside her on the table is her journal, which she opens only to half-grin into it.]

There's a special at the tea shop today. Everything's free! So you'd better show up.

[It's not even a very good joke. She just felt like something...normal. What passes for normal when a significant piece of your live has been lived in Luceti. When a significant age is already here.]