Edge Sprinter C, Saturday Morning

In the interests of not abandoning Merrill to her own devices being a good bubblehut sharer, Isabela had mostly been avoiding some of her more...athletic pastimes (mostly, a girl had needs), which meant that when the girl woke up today she did not have any unexplained company sharing her bedding.

She wasn't entirely sure that walls were supposed to look like that, but when she looked out and saw how dark it was outside still, she rolled over and pulled the blanket back over her head rather than give it any thought.

[Open.]