Maia and Rose's apartment: Saturday Morning

[maia_rutledge]

Maia was laying across the couch, her etch-a-pic laying on the coffee table forgotten as she was completely engrossed in a book. She was frowning as she read it, a notebook open besides her with a pen as she stopped every so often to make notes. A stack of unopened letters on the coffee table beside the forgotten toy.

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[niceborders]

Ivanova lurked outside the apartment for a long moment before finally knocking and hoping Rose wasn't in. She hadn't met the woman yet and wasn't entirely sure she wanted to, no matter how many stern talkings-to she gave herself.

[maia_rutledge]

Maia sat the book down and walked over to the door. She had been wondering when Susan was going to finally knock. "Hey." She said as she opened it and stepped to the side for Susan to enter.

[niceborders]

"Hey," Ivanova stepped in, looking around automatically, assessing but keeping her thoughts to herself. She turned back to Maia with a smile. "How's it going?"

[maia_rutledge]

"It's good. How are you?" Maia said moving in to hug Ivanova hello and kiss her cheek. "Rose isn't here, she headed out early this morning." Maia looked disapppointed. "I wanted you guys to meet."