Chapter Three: Sounds of the rude world heard in the day

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She wakes up the next day with a headache, drums banging in her head. Her mouth is dry and she gulps down the water from the bottle next to her bed like she'd been dying of thirst. The water tastes like nothing but feels cool against the back of her throat as she swallows. After she nearly chugs the bottle, her head starts feeling a little better, and she can situate herself in her thoughts, though she's even more disoriented than usual.

Firstly it was apparently Saturday, which made her realize she had never known what day of the week it had been. She only knows it was Saturday because of the note Levy left on her nightstand.

"Out to Weekend Brunch with my Boys! See you later!"

She lets herself fall back against her sheets, the comfy bedding letting her relax. The headache was subsiding but the frustration that it built retained its fury. She stares at the wall to her left, last night she had added Professor Loki's words to her dream board.

She can't seem to shake the strangeness of the encounter, the feeling of disappointment she got when she responded to Professor Loki's question

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She can't seem to shake the strangeness of the encounter, the feeling of disappointment she got when she responded to Professor Loki's question. There was something below the surface, like Professor Loki was ready to scream something but was being held back by an invisible force. Something about the stars, something resonated with her once she saw the constellation on his briefcase. Leo, a constellation, also a zodiac sign, the lion. Professor did have the golden mane look going for him. She laughs at her own insight, but then quickly tries to focus on the board again.

She's still not too sure what to make of all this, but she plans to have answers by the end of the night. She sits up, faces the board head on, and thinks.

A lot of the day passes by with her staring at the board.

She also does homework though, because well, if this is her real life, she doesn't want to get a bad grade.

Time doesn't make itself known, or at least she doesn't notice how long it's been, until Levy comes back into the dorm.

"Lucy?" Lucy looks away from the board as Levy calls her name, the sun is shining low through the window, hitting Levy like a spotlight , "you don't look ready to go at all?"

"Go?"

"To the party?" Levy says, pointing to the calendar on her wall with a yellow "party!" written on today's date.

"Oh," she says, "I guess I forgot." Though she can't remember it at all and she doesn't remember if there was a party on the calendar there yesterday. She looks down at herself in pink pajamas with white ruffles on the ends and can still smell the microwavable food she had spilled on herself not too long ago wafting off her. She's not party ready, that's for sure.

"That's okay!" Levy announces, "we have plenty of time to fix you up!"

Lucy thinks about objecting to the idea, she feels like she has lots of other things to be doing, but she also just stared at this board all day with no helpful thoughts being provoked in her mind to help her answer this riddle.

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