Hayley Radcliffe is strictly hands-off (glovedup) wrote in musingslogs, @ 2011-05-26 17:51:00 |
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Entry tags: | green arrow, lady, rogue |
Who: Orin, Val, and Hayley
What: Meals on Wheels (also Hayley is probably getting mocked)
Where: Orin and Val's place
When: After this on Tuesday
Warnings: Mockery
Hayley had planned on getting Orin and Val's meals to them while the food was still hot, but had been quite sidetracked during her stop at the lab. She was still blushing even as she left, flats scuffing quietly over the floors as she snuck past the secretary. Head still spinning, she hopped on a bus and rode back to the Aubade - only then realizing that it would have made more sense for her to have given Orin and Val their meals first since they all lived in the same building - with her lukewarm cooking on her lap.
Upon reaching their door, she knocked sharply, fidgeting with the straps of her tote bag as she waited. She was still a whirlwind mess, hair a puffy nightmare and dress in perpetual motion around her knees. With sun-darkened freckles on the bridge of her nose, she looked fresh off the beach, and still smelled of suntan lotion. Later, she'd wonder why she had even done this. But for now, there was no time for questions. She just knocked again, waiting to be let in.