Racing to find a place for my soul ... Or at least a place that's less familiar

As promised, after the visit to Angelus, Phoebe had gone to The Arms to get her and Cole a room. As much as she really did adore Xander and Bridge, she didn't want to impose on Xander as his apartment was getting pretty crowded.

Cole didn't want her going out unless she was with him or Anders because he still felt that Angelus was a danger -- even if he was behind bars right now.

So, this was Phoebe, pacing her hotel room.


[[OOC: For the boyfriends or anyone else who wants to see the anxious witch]]

After her afternoon visit to Umbridge's office, Phoebe stalked to the rooms and slammed the door open. She was so angry that she was shaking, but the fact that she could talk or make any noise at all had her frustrated to the point of tears. She snatched one of her notebooks and a marker and scribbled something on it before holding it up to the guys.

She can't break me!




[[OOC: For the occupants or anyone else who might want to see them.]]

It had been a very emotional and nerve-wracking day.

First, there had been lunch with Grams and Prue and some parts of their conversation had been difficult. She had come clean about a few things --- though she did wonder who had told Grams about the mermaid incident --- and had kept others hidden. Which reminded her, she needed to call Blair and thank him for covering for her but that she didn't want him to have to lie for her. Breakfast tomorrow wasn't neccessary unless he wanted to come along for moral support.

Then, she had taken Grams to meet Mr. Winchester and let her see what kind of Hunting class she was really taking. That meeting seemed to have gone very well and Mr. Winchester had answered all of Grams' questions --- including why he was teaching the class.

Of course, the emotional roller coaster had gone into full power when she had met with the father she hadn't seen since she was a baby in his hotel room at The Arms. That had been emotional and confusing. He wanted to be a part of her life now, and she had asked him for some time to think.

After that, she had met with Prue in the park, where she had come clean with her eldest sister about certain things. Wasn't that fun.

Now, she let herself into her rooms. She was tired and emotional --- and she missed Cole. She hadn't seen him in a couple of days and she needed to. His phone message last night had worried her and right now, she needed to know that he was okay. She dropped down onto the couch and let out a sigh.

She could get through this weekend. She really could.

Maybe.


[[OOC: For the boyfriend.]]