i believe i can fly

[self_composed]

Alice eventually goes home for the evening.

Bella goes up and sits in her room.

She has five hexes.

Five.

That's rather a lot of hexes.

She gets out her notebook, with the lists, and she makes some wishes.

And then she goes to bed, grinning.

In the morning it will be time to make plans.

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[self_composed]

Charlie decides he doesn't need to see anymore less than ten skimmed pages in, although he does pick up the second notebook to look up the November incident. "Your mother left her lipstick in your room and - Christ."

Well, Bella did just write that it was for her lipstick "being found" there.

[edgeofyourseat]

"Yep," says Alice. Same difference, really. It's not like Dad even bothered to ask her if she'd known it was missing.

[self_composed]

"Christ," repeats Charlie. "I'll handle this first thing in the morning."

"Thanks, Dad," says Bella.

[edgeofyourseat]

"Yeah," says Alice. "Thanks."

He means it, too.