she shrugged and flopped on the bed, curious how it was. and she was pretty tired.

Well, the bed is extremely comfortable.

she smiled and went under the covers, closed her eyes, and was out.

Around 7 PM, she's gently shaken awake.

she opened her eyes sleepily.

"It's dinnertime." Though she's no longer an owl and instead a human, it's very obvious by her voice that this is the owl lady.

she nodded, getting up. *thats a nicer way to wake up than litterally being thrown out of the bed and getting yelled at to get a beer for Dad.*

She leads her to the dining room. When she sees the table, she lets out an annoyed sigh. "Really, Daariick?"


The table is one of those massive, medieval feast tables. Which would be fine, expect there's only three chairs and Luna doesn't see any other guests.

Luna rolled her eyes, but a soft smile was on her face. *you didnt need to do this.* she said, unsure if she should sit down.

"What? It's a feast!" Daariick announces proudly, gesturing to the two (presumably homemade) pizzas at the table.

"It's only two pizzas. They aren't even big pizzas."

"Yeah! Two! That makes it a feast! Plus fruit too!"

"A singular orange."

"That still counts!"