Outside Elena's Apartment, Wednesday Morning, Edge (NFB)
It had been a quick portal home, early Wednesday morning, and then to her apartment to drop off the duffel bag she'd packed. It was only a few days, and Turks packed light.
Which was good, considering how completely trashed her apartment was. She tossed the duffel bag onto her couch and locked the door behind her. Force of habit, even if it wasn't really her apartment any more.
"I expected a mess," she told her sub-lessee -- also co-worker, enabler, and drinking buddy -- "but I would have put money on 'pornos and empty beer cans,' not a makeshift greenhouse."
She'd left the mouse ears on. Reno had plopped them onto her head when she arrived, and -- well. They were fun, dammit. And they looked cute with her suit.
(NFB for distance, since Elena's home for a few days, and only for those who live there already.)
Which was good, considering how completely trashed her apartment was. She tossed the duffel bag onto her couch and locked the door behind her. Force of habit, even if it wasn't really her apartment any more.
"I expected a mess," she told her sub-lessee -- also co-worker, enabler, and drinking buddy -- "but I would have put money on 'pornos and empty beer cans,' not a makeshift greenhouse."
She'd left the mouse ears on. Reno had plopped them onto her head when she arrived, and -- well. They were fun, dammit. And they looked cute with her suit.
(NFB for distance, since Elena's home for a few days, and only for those who live there already.)