[ she's gotten used to privacy, is the thing. privacy and warmth and food to eat, now that the people seem to have moved earthside by now. she's heard reports of snow and yetis and some other bullshit, but all she knows is that she has her own room to herself, regardless of the fact that she's always had her own bed. and she slips back into old habits very quickly - such as leaving the door unlocked.
she's not in the middle of anything important, feet propped up on the footboard of the bed as she flips through a magazine that god knows how she picked up. but she practically falls off the bed once angel enters - and then leaves. ]
eyyyy
[ she's gotten used to privacy, is the thing. privacy and warmth and food to eat, now that the people seem to have moved earthside by now. she's heard reports of snow and yetis and some other bullshit, but all she knows is that she has her own room to herself, regardless of the fact that she's always had her own bed. and she slips back into old habits very quickly - such as leaving the door unlocked.
she's not in the middle of anything important, feet propped up on the footboard of the bed as she flips through a magazine that god knows how she picked up. but she practically falls off the bed once angel enters - and then leaves. ]
For fuck's sake, are you lost?!