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Christmas in milliways
Feb. 1st, 2017 12:38 pmThe idea came when, for reasons she couldn't understand,Milliways sent her a set of nail-polish and other tools for a mani/pedi. She hadn't had one done, ever, except when she was in her last trimester with Cassie and felt so fat and disconnected from herself that Johnny thought it would cheer her up.
Her door had appeared some weeks ago. The temptation to immediately walk through the door after bar tending was strong, but the rational side of her knew that once that happened, their relationship would have to be between officer and sergeant, not mother and daughter, and who knew what would happen after that. This had to be in milliways.
She asked Bar for some dvds, a few decorations, and..against her better judgement, some drinks and a few snacks. The thought of eating in the room made her flinch at the possible mess, but she wanted this to be just between them, and that meant being out from the main part of the tavern. They'd missed so much of that already back home.
Dixie was in the corner of her room. The cold never really seemed to agree with him, and while he seemed alright in the stables, she considered it a moment of weakness to let him in her room. He was still just up to her waist in height, small enough to spend time in her room.
Back in the tavern,her daughter would find a letter addressed to her from Sonya, inviting her to her room for an evening off.
Her door had appeared some weeks ago. The temptation to immediately walk through the door after bar tending was strong, but the rational side of her knew that once that happened, their relationship would have to be between officer and sergeant, not mother and daughter, and who knew what would happen after that. This had to be in milliways.
She asked Bar for some dvds, a few decorations, and..against her better judgement, some drinks and a few snacks. The thought of eating in the room made her flinch at the possible mess, but she wanted this to be just between them, and that meant being out from the main part of the tavern. They'd missed so much of that already back home.
Dixie was in the corner of her room. The cold never really seemed to agree with him, and while he seemed alright in the stables, she considered it a moment of weakness to let him in her room. He was still just up to her waist in height, small enough to spend time in her room.
Back in the tavern,her daughter would find a letter addressed to her from Sonya, inviting her to her room for an evening off.
