MHA #11; Friday Evening [ 07/24 ].
Another quiet Friday night in. It felt, to Daisy, that she'd been having a lot of those lately. There was just something becoming about rounding off a long week of work, justice, and social endeavors with some soft music, even softer candlelight, and a vodka and orange mixed in your own kitchen.
The fact that the quiet evening included the plan to have Max come over for a visit just gave it enough to prevent her from starting to feel like this place was settling her far too much. There was always Saturday for going out and, besides, there was something cathartic in even just setting up the nice relaxing atmosphere. Of course she knew it was probably something Max wouldn't even really notice, but it wasn't like she believed in feng shui, either; she just liked the relaxing meditation of practising it.
[[ post is actually not for that guy but that other guy. imagine that. ]]
The fact that the quiet evening included the plan to have Max come over for a visit just gave it enough to prevent her from starting to feel like this place was settling her far too much. There was always Saturday for going out and, besides, there was something cathartic in even just setting up the nice relaxing atmosphere. Of course she knew it was probably something Max wouldn't even really notice, but it wasn't like she believed in feng shui, either; she just liked the relaxing meditation of practising it.
[[ post is actually not for that guy but that other guy. imagine that. ]]