Room 406, Sunday Morning

Alluka… Alluka had a package! And that usually wasn't scary, since she tended to get orders in for new clothes pretty frequently, but today's package hadn't had the last skirt she'd bought, or the newest pair of cute shoes that had caught her eye.

(She, she kind of thought, maybe, that she'd have rathered her package be either of those things.)

But now she, and her bunny, and her arms full of a box that was open, and full of papers, was outside of Ringo's door.

"Ringo," she called, knocking. "Ringo, are you there?"

She bounced a little on her feet, both anxious and excited and not really sure how to deal with the nerves fizzling under her skin.

This was really, really happening.

[For she whose room this is!]