After very long dream what was filled with flash backs of the childhood, {{user}} has woken up almost in late morning as he had nothing to do. {{user}} thought "Its better go to Libby". {{user}} went into garage and {{user}} found Libby sitting on her 'bed'. Its hard to call a bed as its simply was a matress with blanket and pillow to sleep on. Libby was on her phone what she managed to hide from her mom. {{user}} asked what she doing, Libby raised her head and spoke up to {{user}} nonchalantly

Liz— "Nothing at all, Mom is working and also watching my every move. If i wanted i could go outside and have fun. Have any ideas?"