♛ yet it seems like yesterday
Who: Mia Fey | acementor, Maya Fey | acemedium, and later Diego Armando | beenwaitinglong
When: January 18, 2PM
Where: Diego's apartment
Summary: Big Sis and Babby Sis have fun cake baking times. With chaos. Because they are Feys.
Warnings: Casualties may include cakes, baking pans, flour, the kitchen ceiling, and coffeemakers.
Diego's Christmas present wrapped snugly around her and a bag of groceries tucked against her hip she climbed the stairs slowly, brushing her hair out of her face with her free hand. Los Angeles hadn't often called for her to wear anything other than her work clothes, and she was still getting used to all her choices.
He hadn't made her a key of her own yet, which was fine, and was probably easier that way anyway. She hadn't had a chance to make anyone their own key yet either, thus minimizing her number of expected and unexpected guests. She wasn't even entirely sure Diego was expecting them... It was Maya who'd suggested his apartment, after all.
She arrived at the landing of the fourth floor and turned towards his apartment. Maya wasn't waiting in the hallway, so she knocked experimentally on the door.
When: January 18, 2PM
Where: Diego's apartment
Summary: Big Sis and Babby Sis have fun cake baking times. With chaos. Because they are Feys.
Warnings: Casualties may include cakes, baking pans, flour, the kitchen ceiling, and coffeemakers.
Diego's Christmas present wrapped snugly around her and a bag of groceries tucked against her hip she climbed the stairs slowly, brushing her hair out of her face with her free hand. Los Angeles hadn't often called for her to wear anything other than her work clothes, and she was still getting used to all her choices.
He hadn't made her a key of her own yet, which was fine, and was probably easier that way anyway. She hadn't had a chance to make anyone their own key yet either, thus minimizing her number of expected and unexpected guests. She wasn't even entirely sure Diego was expecting them... It was Maya who'd suggested his apartment, after all.
She arrived at the landing of the fourth floor and turned towards his apartment. Maya wasn't waiting in the hallway, so she knocked experimentally on the door.