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thatwaslucky) wrote2019-10-05 08:59 am
thatwaslucky) wrote2019-10-05 08:59 am
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MCA #1- Saturday afternoon
Rey had been talked into finally buying a bed. Which was how she kept phrasing it in her head, but in actuality she'd just heard the right thing to decide that since it did look like she would be here a while, she should at least have something here that was really her own space. And maybe she'd missed having her own space, considering she'd left something very permanent and immediately jumped into a situation where nothing felt permanent ever.
So there'd been shopping. She'd avoided IKEA and managed to find something she liked without it hurting her (too much) to drop money on it. Now all she had to do was put it together, so she let Duke know where she was and waited, shoving the boxes into one of the bedrooms in the meantime.
[For the helper!]
So there'd been shopping. She'd avoided IKEA and managed to find something she liked without it hurting her (too much) to drop money on it. Now all she had to do was put it together, so she let Duke know where she was and waited, shoving the boxes into one of the bedrooms in the meantime.
[For the helper!]