InsaneJournal

WHO: Sereda and Zevran
WHAT: Either working stuff out or major angst or both. Haven't decided.
WHERE: Sereda and Alistair's flat, London
WARNINGS: Not sure, will update if need be.

After she and Alistair had raided and sold the New York flat the other day, Sereda had found herself with decent clothes (too many skirts, though) and a little bit of actual furniture. They'd salvaged a proper bed and two chairs from that flowered nightmare (hideous knitted flowers everywhere!), and were in the process of getting a bit of cash from selling it all.

The very first thing Sereda had invested in was what the shopgirl had called a "punching bag." It was therapeutic, to say the least. She was giving the heavy thing a royal workout when a knock at the door sounded.