Luna stares at the ceiling of her room at Stacey’s place, thinking of the revelations of her new friend, among other things she told her about afterwards.
The witch keeps a strict schedule and pushes her back to her room around twenty past eight, telling her to rest, despite her protests that she has slept all day and is not tired anymore at all.
“We can talk again another day, I don’t think you’re going anywhere for a bit anyway so we have all the time in the world. Think about what we’ve talked about tonight first. If you have more questions about it, I’ll happily answer them… tomorrow. Now off you go!”
At first, she thought that Stacey really sleeps very early so as to wake up just as early the next day, but just an hour before midnight, Luna hears her go out the door, giggling as sh
