Skeith Takahata II
Lesbian Anarchist
- Joined
- Feb 26, 2009
- Location
- Elsewhere
Miranda could only return her smile when she saw one spread on Katherine's face. Though she had to stifle a small giggle when she saw Katherine blush after yawning. "Of course. Good night. Sleep well." She said quietly, watching her leave. She could see how much this seemed to take off her shoulders and could only hope that the more time she spent here the more comfortable she would be. Of course, there would be a couple of minor details to tell her about, but they could be discussed at another time when she was settled in and more comfortable. Allowing a small yawn of her own to slip past her lips, she got undressed, set her glasses back in their case, and went to sleep, looking forward to seeing how Katherine's first night had been.
As asked, the other girls behaved themselves that evening, keeping it down so that Katherine could get some sleep. Though that morning, the building was alive with activity. Liz was seated in the living room watching TV, Sarah was in the kitchen preparing breakfast for everyone, with Reina loosely clinging to her from behind, resting her head against the middle of her back. The distant sounds of chains rattling and soft impacts implied that Jo was in the basement beating into her punching bag. Miranda sat at the kitchen table, enjoying a glass of soda while she waited for Katherine to come down. She'd already woken early and taken her paperwork in, wanting to make sure that the formalities were taken care of and could just make sure that Katherine was settled in and comfortable.
As asked, the other girls behaved themselves that evening, keeping it down so that Katherine could get some sleep. Though that morning, the building was alive with activity. Liz was seated in the living room watching TV, Sarah was in the kitchen preparing breakfast for everyone, with Reina loosely clinging to her from behind, resting her head against the middle of her back. The distant sounds of chains rattling and soft impacts implied that Jo was in the basement beating into her punching bag. Miranda sat at the kitchen table, enjoying a glass of soda while she waited for Katherine to come down. She'd already woken early and taken her paperwork in, wanting to make sure that the formalities were taken care of and could just make sure that Katherine was settled in and comfortable.