[Open, In-Progress]
Characters: Mahiru (myluck_yourluck) and anyone else~
Date/Time: Jan 9th, morning
Location: White Willow apartment complex
Rating: G (subject to change)
Summary: Mahiru's moving in to her new apartment, please feel free to give her a hand or distract her from the monotony of hauling boxes up to her new place. :3
Moving was... tedious. Yes, that was the word for it. Especially when she was doing it by herself. Last time, she'd had Nozomu, Akira and Misoka to help, and it had all gone very quickly. This time they'd helped her haul everything down to the moving van to begin with, but she was on her own to take it all back up to the new place.
"Mou~" A complaining noise, and Mr. Bat poked his head out of her shirt pocket as she sighed and leaned against the doorway. "Why do I have so much stuff?" It never seemed like that much until she was moving it, and then the seemingly never-ending trips up and down the elevator reminded her how much she actually had.
Patting Mr. Bat on the head lightly, she scratched by his left ear-- he liked that spot, and churred happily-- before heading to the elevator and down once again for another box. "Well! Time for another trip, Batty!"
Date/Time: Jan 9th, morning
Location: White Willow apartment complex
Rating: G (subject to change)
Summary: Mahiru's moving in to her new apartment, please feel free to give her a hand or distract her from the monotony of hauling boxes up to her new place. :3
Moving was... tedious. Yes, that was the word for it. Especially when she was doing it by herself. Last time, she'd had Nozomu, Akira and Misoka to help, and it had all gone very quickly. This time they'd helped her haul everything down to the moving van to begin with, but she was on her own to take it all back up to the new place.
"Mou~" A complaining noise, and Mr. Bat poked his head out of her shirt pocket as she sighed and leaned against the doorway. "Why do I have so much stuff?" It never seemed like that much until she was moving it, and then the seemingly never-ending trips up and down the elevator reminded her how much she actually had.
Patting Mr. Bat on the head lightly, she scratched by his left ear-- he liked that spot, and churred happily-- before heading to the elevator and down once again for another box. "Well! Time for another trip, Batty!"