Robyn bought a bicycle!
As soon as she had an afternoon off, she rode it into town to socialize with her fellow townies. She was excited at the prospect of socializing with real, live humans. So, naturally, the first fellow she ran into was a vampire.
The eyes give them away every time.
She also met a coworker of hers, Diddy Pidgin if my memory serves correctly. And if it doesn't, that's an awesome name anyway so I won't change it. I refuse to look it up. (Did you know that there are websites that list the various businesses and which NPC's always work there? Scary, isn't it?) Anyway, she and Diddy had something in common: a love of books!
"You like books? Me too!" "Small world!"
Diddy then proceeded to pee on the library's floor, to the consternation of those surrounding her.
That night, as Robyn slumbered peacefully, the Ultra Speed suddenly turned itself off. There's only one thing that could mean. A burglar!
But....really?
No, I mean...really? 'Cause, see, Robyn lives here:
...and owns literally nothing that any thief would want to steal. Ever. But I guess this guy was hard up for a porch light. That's what he stole as the sun came up.
Robyn had called the police, obviously, but the thief was long gone by the time the cop showed up.
"We'll get him next time!" Yeah, sure. I'll bet a stolen porch light is real high on your priority list, there, Barney Fife. Clearly Robyn agrees with me, as she wonders if she could turn this into an interesting book.
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