[Outside with her leaves, Jilly isn't paying as close of attention to her journal as she usually would. After all, it's easy to miss voices--even familiar ones that she'd been looking out for during the past week--in the laughter and whoops that came from jumping in leaf piles. So when Archie makes his way to House 7, it's an unaware artist who is sprawled in the grass by her (mostly) scattered leaves, cloud watching as the sun makes it's way lower on the horizon]
[voice]