Finals season being upon Destiny City University probably meant that Gabi could stand to take a little bit of a break from powering up into Lete and going out to drain people for the Mirror, but consider: she didn’t want to. Draining for the Mirror was fun, and easy, and unlike most of the papers she had to finish writing and exams that she had to take, it actually mattered for something. Not that Gabi entirely knew what the point and purpose of all this was? Something something, Mirrorspace needed energy, something something, maybe they’d make it livable someday with dedicated tending and enough energy fueled in from the kind donations of miscellaneous civilians.

But meh, Lete didn’t need to know exactly why the Mirror needed energy; she only needed to know that it did, and that draining people was one of her jobs as a Dark Mirror senshi. Lete didn’t have to deal with her irritating roommates, either. Or put up with them stealing her food just because she liked to bake assorted treats and they decided that this was the exact same thing as taking her leftover Chinese carry-out. Lete didn’t have to hold off on baking more treats for Little Miss Demeter because she was worried about said roommates stealing those, too, and making all her hard work in Seduce Girl end up achieving nothing.

Lete didn’t have to think about Meemaw, about how up and down her health was, about how maybe it was selfish that she was even still in school right now, never mind that she spent an increasing amount of her free time running around town as a Dark Mirror Senshi. She didn’t have to worry about whether or not Leandro would get cranky with her next time they saw each other, like maybe she wasn’t doing enough to help the family out by having other obligations. Lete didn’t have to think about any of that; she only needed to get the energy and avoid getting caught.

Besides, she liked to think she’d mastered the art of letting a Mirrorwraith go do all the work while she sat quietly and put some effort into her schoolwork. Tonight, that meant sitting on top of the campus gym, longhand editing a one-act script she was working on for her playwriting class. She would’ve preferred to tap away in a google document or something, but using her phone while out as Lete seemed like a good way to get the stupid thing broken, considering how RUDE and UNFAIR all those interloping White Moon weirdos were.

Humming pleasantly (and vaguely to the tune of “Uptown Funk”), Lete looked up as her most recent Mirrorwraith returned to her. “Thanks for all your hard work,” she told it, holding out the Mirrorshard so it could skulk back to Mirrorspace. Never hurt to be polite to the wraiths, she figured. And okay, maybe she was pushing her luck here……but everyone around the gym seemed to be either Saturday night drunk or too exhausted from working out to notice getting drained. Plus, she didn’t feel any unfriendly auras around.

So, really, she was probably fine to summon another Wraith and send it down to drain some of the people on the quad. God, she loved being so brilliant and insightful and creative!!


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