[Roxy]
She can be found quietly unpacking an actual suitcase in her room. Clothes going quietly into a dresser. Pups settled on the floor of her room, sprawled in a pile, watching her with the kind of adoration one only gets from dogs.
She opens the box the courier delivers and pulls out a swath of silk. The scent is clean and vaguely tangs of salt air, it slides through her fingers sweetly. Heaven in a touch.
She sits down on her bed, work roughened hands pulling a piece of linen out of the bottom of the box and reading quietly.
She opens the box the courier delivers and pulls out a swath of silk. The scent is clean and vaguely tangs of salt air, it slides through her fingers sweetly. Heaven in a touch.
She sits down on her bed, work roughened hands pulling a piece of linen out of the bottom of the box and reading quietly.