Litchi Faye-Ling

[Anybody walking past House 48 today is bound to smell the aroma of cookies. Tons of them. Litchi went a little overboard in preparing some holiday food - as per usual, since the woman never cooks in anything less than army proportions. The house itself is decorated rather nicely; lights, garland, mistletoe, holly, you name it, it's probably strung up somewhere. This may not be a holiday Litchi usually celebrates, but dammit if she's not getting into it anyway. She has her "family" to celebrate with and that's all that really matters.

But there's still the problem of just how many cookies she has here. There's definitely way too much for just her and Tsubaki and Thirteen... and although she knows Tao could eat all of them, she doesn't want to let the catgirl eat too much. And so, a very cheerful Litchi puts a call out over the journals:]

[Voice]

Would anybody like some cookies? I think I made a bit too much, and there's certainly more than enough to go around. If anybody would like some, just let me know and I can bring them by.

The snow really is beautiful today, isn't it...? Just be sure to keep warm, everyone. I'd hate for anyone to fall ill with all the festivities going on.

[[ooc: Anyone is welcome to cookies! Feel free to either come knocking on the door of the house or just ask even if Litchi doesn't know your character. :D Also, she has presents for friends. Go nuts!]]

[The past few days have been terribly confusing for Litchi. The teleportation thing has left her far more shaken than she'd care to admit; falling out of a tree and having a close friend just confess to you will do that to a person.

She's almost desperately seeking a distraction, although being stuck at home isn't exactly making that easy. The best distraction she really has is reading, but... she's already worked through all the books she has.

After some time of fidgeting, she caves in to the urge to ask for advice. Because this... is really not something she's prepared to deal with on her own. Or rather, she's been trying to, and recent circumstances have finally made it clear to her that she really does need outside help.

Once she's made her note in her journal, she stashes it behind a couch cushion in a particularly shoddy attempt at looking inconspicuous and goes back to trying to focus on her book.]

[Locked from Samurai Goroh 100%]

I realize this is a bit of a strange question, but... [...]

[The second part of the message takes her some time to find the words for, so there's a bit of a delay before:]

Is it completely foolish to hold on to a hope that there doesn't seem to be any chance of ever achieving? Even if holding on to that hope is standing in the way of finding happiness some other way?

...Is there any way to make letting go of that hope any easier?