The girl in the red hoodie drifted in the void, surrounded by screens. She was writing a story of stories, to show how grateful she was to this amazing community. As she floated, the three bracelets on her wrist tapped against each other, three separate worlds, intertwined. It was beautiful.

She pulled out a pen, just a simple one, slightly damaged in the lid. Signing her swirling, looping signature with it, the story turned to a royal-blue mist, and drifted off into her files. She'd finish it later.

Hungry, she made her way to her little floating base. As she got to the front door, her ears popped. Oh dear, a headache was coming. Quickly, she ducked inside, staggering as she landed. She popped into the fridge to grab a snack: an apple or a pear. If only there were watermelon, but you couldn't get good melons where she lived.

Settling on an apple, she took one out, closing the fridge behind her, just as she got dizzy. Great. She pulled up her headache journal, noting the date, time and circumstances. This had been the first one in months. Sighing as her eyes began to burn, she sat down to soothe the pain. Her ears began ringing, pounding, her heartbeat echoing through her aching skull.

And then, abruptly, it was over. Making a note of this in the journal and putting it away, she settled down to eat her apple. She shivered. For goodness' sake, this house was the draughtiest. She opened up her art program, fully inspired. She knew that today was going to be full of beautiful surprises.

Beautiful, beautiful surprises.

Now go check out all the other POVs. They're awesome.

This has been Pi, I'all see y'all at some point in the future!