(mc, mf, md)
--
Liz
figured it would be relaxing to get the house to herself for a few
days. No responsibilities, no housemates except for her beta fish;
just her, space, and all the free time in the world.
By the
end of the second day, she knew it wasn't
doing wonders for her sanity. Gerald
(the fish) had heard precisely
enough of how lonely she was and how the microwave wasn't behaving
and how kids on Xbox Live were douchebags.
And
Jack had been working way too much, due to pop in on her sometime
after dinner that night for the first time in almost a week.
