Post-festivities; Hestia's flat [HJ, DA] WHO: Hestia, Dominic WHERE: Hestia's flat WHEN: Sunday, 19 December, 1999; very early a.m.. SUMMARY: Early birthday celebrations that may well be derailed. COMPLETED THREAD. RATING: TBD
The moment Hestia entered her flat and picked up Max to keep him from tearing her gown, her shoes went flying with two swift kicks and a lusty sigh of relief. "I'm getting so old," she complained to the dog, though the words were for Dominic, who entered behind her. "I can't even wear nice shoes without dreaming about being out of them and in my bare feet or stupid fluffy slippers. Merlin, are my feet sore though."
She turned, treating Dominic to a playful glare. "And it's your fault, needing to dance close to Hannah and Ernie at all times to watch them like a hawk. Or worse than a hawk, since even I wasn't staring that much." Amused at her bird joke, she crossed the room in the direction of the hallway.