Skywalker Apartment [Thursday afternoon]
Rory's maternity leave didn't start for another month, but she was starting to wish she'd somehow arranged it earlier. For all that she loved her job, she hadn't really anticipated how much fun her commute would be near the end of her pregnancy. Or how much she'd love having to get up four times during a meeting. Or how hard it'd be to bring her work laptop home.
Today, though, she was working at home, with said laptop, CNN, and her remote. She'd changed into regular clothes, despite wanting to stay in pajamas, because she had a feeling she might be getting a visitor. (Just a feeling, though. She still hadn't become Force-sensitive through osmosis, damn it.)
Juliet, after running around most of the morning and trying to change the channel to PBS, was playing relatively quietly on the floor with her blocks. Granted, sometimes the blocks floated, but in the privacy of their home, Rory would take what she could get.
[for one specifically, but open for calls and whatnot if you'd like!]
Today, though, she was working at home, with said laptop, CNN, and her remote. She'd changed into regular clothes, despite wanting to stay in pajamas, because she had a feeling she might be getting a visitor. (Just a feeling, though. She still hadn't become Force-sensitive through osmosis, damn it.)
Juliet, after running around most of the morning and trying to change the channel to PBS, was playing relatively quietly on the floor with her blocks. Granted, sometimes the blocks floated, but in the privacy of their home, Rory would take what she could get.
[for one specifically, but open for calls and whatnot if you'd like!]