Room 236: Sunday afternoon

[mparkerceo]

Parker had locked up 234 carefully, put on some bouncy but not *childish*, thank you, music; and made sure anything breakable was in her bedroom, before going back to lift Esme out of her habitat so Aly could see her closer. "Here you go. Esme, Aly. Aly? Esme."

[ooc: for kypriothschoice, but open for other people who knock. Or climb in the window.]