~ The year was 1943, a cold winter day in London. Bib sat in the window sill, watching the snowfall outside. She was a chubby small thing, a girl forgotten to the world. No worries, atleasts she had her novels to keep company. She'd read them in her small somewhat broken down room, where her "Parents" made her stay. More like her captors, she'd been with them since she was a baby, and they'd raise her not as a daughter, but as a maid to their little affairs. A laundromat where people with debts come to work till they die...~

~Bib heard her mom, Ms.Pinkit call out for her to get to work, it was time to put her books away, and to tend to the captives rooms, as a "Room Service".~