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Nov. 3rd, 2009 01:38 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
blindingtrustShe got home late. The wrap around got tossed over the back of a chair and she shivered from the cold. The pale blue costume hadn't kept her warm either even if her shoulders hadn't even been exposed. The scarf that she had at one point had around her eyes since she had been silly enough to go to the part dressed up as Justice finds it's way to the floor where she is sure a cat will attack it.
She goes into the kitchen and starts to fix herself some tea. It was late and it might warm her up before she changed into something that might get rid of the cold chilling her skin. She shouldn't be so cold, she thought. It hadn't been too bad outside. But now she was smiling to herself.
It wasn't perfect but she... had an offer. It was a good one and it made her want to celebrate. She found the more she smiled while waiting for the water to heat up the less she worried about the chill.
"God, this is great. I just don't know who to tell abut this," Ivy mutters as she reaches up to fiddle with her hair. She did wish she could tell someone. A lump formed in her throat for a moment and then she nearly jumped out of her skin when the kettle whistled loudly. How long had she been standing there?
She grimaced and shook her head while getting her tea bag and finished fixing herself that mug of tea. It was time to think the whole thing over.
She goes into the kitchen and starts to fix herself some tea. It was late and it might warm her up before she changed into something that might get rid of the cold chilling her skin. She shouldn't be so cold, she thought. It hadn't been too bad outside. But now she was smiling to herself.
It wasn't perfect but she... had an offer. It was a good one and it made her want to celebrate. She found the more she smiled while waiting for the water to heat up the less she worried about the chill.
"God, this is great. I just don't know who to tell abut this," Ivy mutters as she reaches up to fiddle with her hair. She did wish she could tell someone. A lump formed in her throat for a moment and then she nearly jumped out of her skin when the kettle whistled loudly. How long had she been standing there?
She grimaced and shook her head while getting her tea bag and finished fixing herself that mug of tea. It was time to think the whole thing over.
