Re: Quicklog, Marvel: Cris / Elena
[Elena's place was on the first floor, alittle brownstone thing, and Teresa's room was situated right next to her own. Teresa's came second down the hall, a safety issue as much as a practicality issue. The little girl's bedroom was done in pinks and purples, there was a tiny bed with a fluffy canopy on one side and a toy chest spilled open with dolls across the carpet in the other.
Elena motioned silently to the door, and she followed inside only long enough to murmur the already-drowsy girl buenos noches alongside her papa. Teresa was out nearly by the time she hit the purple sheets anyway, and Elena drew a breath, standing, sighing, and exiting the room before the situation was disturbed.]