you can call me great one

Even as much as she hated the lonely feeling she had going on lately, Jaina had been keeping to herself, filling her time mostly with work and training, as was good and proper. She'd also gotten in touch with her mother earlier, neglecting to mention anything that might have been important personally, an learned that- if her math was right- her birthday was Sunday. She was hoping she could just not tell anyone that and skip it, but since it'd be her twenty-first, she was betting that she'd never hear the end of it if she did that.

In a half-assed attempt at social, she'd left the door to her room cracked as she sat on the floor, taking apart pieces of an old computer she'd found in the junkyard. She didn't know what she was going to do with any of it, but it was mindless work and it made her feel nice and twelve.


[Door cracked, post open, entertain me! Today did not suck!]