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It was Friday night and Brooke was staying in. But see, she had another project. Namely, her egg baby Suri.

Which, okay, was slightly more hardboiled than it had been when she first got it, but it was never specifically stated that they couldn't, and the way Brooke saw it, it was sort of like giving a kid shots so they didn't get measles or whatever. It was preventative caretaking, not child egg abuse.

Currently, she was using some of the good pieces of spare fabric to create a little outfit, which was harder to do than she'd planned. Still, she was determined. And when she was done, she placed a little call to a certain person's voicemail. "Hey there, P. Sawyer. I just made a sari for my egg baby. I think this place has gotten to me. Call me back."

[Establishy, but can be open if you wish.]

Current Mood: artistic

Okay, the first sewing attempt hadn't gone well. It had gone pretty badly, actually. The SAT-word-prone would have probably called it dismal, but she'd managed a few good designs and that was a start, right? It just meant she was trying to see if she could maybe unstitch what she'd already stitched in hopes of saving the material. This was a lot easier when she could just blow money on anything, though if she had that problem, she wouldn't be doing this in the first place...

And she might have looked over at her phone a couple times in light of a certain voicemail. Shut up, she was thinking.

[Post is open, as is the door. Once a Tree Hill resident, always a walking invitation to come in and rob the place. And I never mixed up my doubles' rooms, really.]