Whatever had gotten into Trish, she seemed to be completely content on enjoying every moment of it. It was a lighthearted feeling, the world was amazing and beautiful. Hannah was amazing and beautiful. And Hanna seemed to be just as smitten.
What a perfect day.
Trish closed up shop early - early! - leaving simply a heart on the door instead of a closed sign. It was festive. She made her way to the cabin she and Cho shared. Her work clothing was shed, leaving the apothecary smell behind in favour of pajama pants and a sweater. She had set the bath to run, filling it with salts and bubbles, when she heard the knock on the door.
She hurried downstairs, opening the door for Hannah. "Hello," she greeted, feeling her cheeks tingle with a blush. "Come in. I've already started the bath. I hope that's okay."