Melinda Bobbin (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} _melinda_) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} finnigans_rpg, |
Considering Cho had already told her that she was moving her business out of her flat, it hadn’t come as a surprise to Melinda that she had gathered up the group of friends to help with the move. Still, it had been brilliant seeing people’s reactions to the news, and personally, Melinda was thrilled for her friend and so proud that she was finally taking this step. On top of that, she was happy that Cho would once again have a place that was completely her own, and not her work place too.
Now that all the boxes had been moved from the flat, Melinda had started arranging the binders on the shelves, making sure to follow Cho’s intricate system to keep them in the right order and sequence. Without thinking, she simply reached back, fully expecting the next binder to be handed to her, just like the first ones had. “Can’t be too many left,” she mused.