Sunday Morning - Before *sigh* Church.

[princess_frost]

Emma paced the space by the kitchen bench, the damn robe billowing around her feet as she moved. It was too big by a size. That was intentional. She knew it was intentional because it was Lee, and Lee was thorough. She was an utter bitch, perpetually pissy and a complete displeasure to know. But thorough

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[felinegenetix]

Max skipped lightly down the stairs, wearing a demure purple turtleneck and black velvet flares. She'd opted to take public transport to the church, having decided that her usual leather bike gear probably wasn't appropriate.

Reachng the bottom step, Max stopped short when she caught sight of Emma in the nuns habit. "She actually gave you a nuns uniform... and you're actually wearing it."

Max stared at her roomie in bemusement...

[princess_frost]

Emma turned mid-pace to serve Max the Glare o' Doom. "You try arguing with Big Red when she's in a mood." She muttered.

[felinegenetix]

"Heh. Been there, done that." Max smirked, remembering her first meeting with Lee. "She can be very... Persuasive."

Max smiled blandly as she wandered into the kitchen, opened the fridge and pulling out an airtight stainless steel canister, which felt suspiciously light. Opening the chilled canister she looked inside to see only a few specks of ground coffee in the bottom.

"Hey... Where'd all the coffee go? I only bought this a coupla..." Stopping mid-sentance Max caught sight of Joshua's new creation on the easel in the back corner of the warehouse. Funky swirls of orange and red paint with something dark brown and granular streaked through it. "...Never mind."

[princess_frost]

"Persuasive...bloody minded. You say tomato, I say projectile." Emma walked over next to Max, looking at the new peice of art.

"It is rather pretty isn't it?" She commiserrated.