mm_j (mm_j) wrote in morningstar_mnr, @ 2009-07-31 18:28:00 |
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Entry tags: | anastasia, beatrix, tristan |
Anastasia and Bea, The Mocha, Friday Evening. OTA and MW!
Anastasia had just returned from her new storage unit on the edge of the City where she'd put away seven new paintings she'd completed.
Seven. She remembered completing three.
She spun the possibilities around in her head as to what was happening to her. The four she didn't remember completing had been disturbing. Maybe even more so than the last ones she did, which didn't sit right with her.
With a big, weary sigh, she took the first sip of her coffee and contemplated exactly what was happening in her life.
Bea walked into the Mocha in a green dress and pair of strappy, sky high heels, feeling rather content. She'd been at a comic signing all day, and the turn out had amazed her. The little comic book shop had been filled to capacity, and everyone had said something nice to her. It was not what she was used to.
But Christ, did it make her happy. Even better, the person working the counter in the Mocha tonight was not Joy.
Man, it was a good day.