As much as Felicity wanted to, she kept quiet, listening as the other girl turned on the sink and started washing her hands. The sound of the water was deafening, the bowl of the sink immediately above her, cutting through the prior near-silence she'd adjusted to with the ease of a knife slicing through butter. Felicity let out an irritated whine, a hand slapping to her mouth to make sure Jennifer doesn't hear.
When Jennifer finished, and the water shut off, Felicity listened as footsteps walked away. They paused for a moment, not getting very far, before starting again, now being followed by the sound of the door opening and closing as they grew further away. Felicity had a moment to herself, time to think before Jennifer came back with Lucy.
The tomboy focused on what she'd learned. "Was I... someone else at some point?" She looked down at her hands. "I... couldn't have been, right? I would remember that... w-wouldn't I?" She asked herself, now uncertain. "And why did she mention Sunday...? A-And leaving me to remain as Felicity until then..? D-Do I... only have a few days left to exist...?" She started trying to dig through her memories to see if there was anything related to a life outside of the one she knew as Felicity, or anything related to what Felicity mentioned about Sunday.