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lilac_eyed_lieutenant) wrote2021-01-03 05:01 am
lilac_eyed_lieutenant) wrote2021-01-03 05:01 am
MHA #1; Sunday Morning [01/03].
It had been a slow, gradual thing, throughout the week; somehow, little bits of Tisarwat's stuff had found their way over to Lucille's apartment, settled in, and decided to stay. Then, eventually, there were hardly any things left in Tisarwat's apartment at all, and so the last thing left to decide to settle in and stay was...Tisarwat herself, who found herself just as settled into that spare bedroom as all that other stuff, a smooth transition where, if you didn't know any better, you'd almost think that Tisarwat (and her stuff) had been there all along.
Just like any particularly successful annexation.
So it was with incredible ease, comfort, and right of possession that Tisarwat had emerged from the second bedroom after waking up that morning, fed the fish that had somehow miraculously managed to survive all this time, and headed to the kitchen to get the good tea and get it started in her not-exactly-the-nicest-but-still-nicer-than-Lucille's tea pot. And then to decide what to do with her day, which would probably be nothing, and that suited her just fine.
[[ mostly for the totally not roommate, ha ha, don't be silly, what?, but definitely is open, too! ]]
Just like any particularly successful annexation.
So it was with incredible ease, comfort, and right of possession that Tisarwat had emerged from the second bedroom after waking up that morning, fed the fish that had somehow miraculously managed to survive all this time, and headed to the kitchen to get the good tea and get it started in her not-exactly-the-nicest-but-still-nicer-than-Lucille's tea pot. And then to decide what to do with her day, which would probably be nothing, and that suited her just fine.
[[ mostly for the totally not roommate, ha ha, don't be silly, what?, but definitely is open, too! ]]