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Probably the only good aspect of L's "situation" is the massive amount of sewing she has forced herself to do.

To keep busy.

To avoid dealing.

To avoid everything and to avoid nothing.

It was an effort to get dressed, despite only needing to find pants.

By her ranting and raving and smashing I'm assuming it had something to do with making her hair look somewhat presentable for the outside world.  

The photos taken kindly by chow, after she had dragged L out of her hovel for coffee.

Both these items were whipped up last week, really digging the lace. She probably has enough pieces to send out her own collection now.