J'anna was eating her third pack of Chocos when she sauntered up, read the note and shook her head.
"She does this. Impulsive things, I mean. Lian got us kicked out of Girl Scouts when we were kids because she insisted that the troop leader was a White Martian who had to be taken out so she snuck off on her own and came up with this elaborate plan."
She munched thoughtfully.
"You do know where she's gone, correct?"
J'anna knew. J'anna always knew and in this particular case (that being Lian Freaking Harper) the knowing had nothing to do with Martian telepathy.
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