She nodded, gathering the pile for the compost heap, unsurprised to find that Buckshot had returned even in the brief absence, stalking a wall-lizard that was clinging to one of the planters. Her only warning to the cat was: "You'll regret that." Before heading back inside.
"Definitely not a full-wash kind of day." She replied, "And here's fine." Mostly because her mom had always done her braids at the kitchen table, and she figured that edge of familiarity in the unfamiliar might help her relax a little, "I'll be right back." She was still thankful that Andy had managed to keep her duffel even with having to switch cars before making it to the plane that had brought them here in the first place, because it meant that she still had her own kit and hadn't had to try and find replacements yet.
She dropped into a chair, sliding the jar labeled 'hair butter' in sharpie -the original label having peeled off at some point- and the comb over, "Let's see what you can do."
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Date: 2020-09-20 08:36 am (UTC)"Definitely not a full-wash kind of day." She replied, "And here's fine." Mostly because her mom had always done her braids at the kitchen table, and she figured that edge of familiarity in the unfamiliar might help her relax a little, "I'll be right back." She was still thankful that Andy had managed to keep her duffel even with having to switch cars before making it to the plane that had brought them here in the first place, because it meant that she still had her own kit and hadn't had to try and find replacements yet.
She dropped into a chair, sliding the jar labeled 'hair butter' in sharpie -the original label having peeled off at some point- and the comb over, "Let's see what you can do."