MHA #5, Saturday afternoon
Aug. 18th, 2018 03:27 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Well, it had happened. Cristina had finally given up on leaving the island any time soon and signed a lease on an apartment. She'd skipped her clinic shift to do it, even.
She'd had to, since she'd managed to buy several rooms' worth of furniture on the Isle of Ikea this week.
As far as coping mechanisms went, skipping work and furnishing an apartment via impulse shopping was fairly low-key for her. She wasn't lying on the floor of an OR shaking or catatonic, and she'd stopped just being drunk 24/7, so she thought she was doing pretty well.
And ordering around the Ikea delivery people was soothing in its own way, too.
[open! MHA folks, come say hi to your new neighbor]
She'd had to, since she'd managed to buy several rooms' worth of furniture on the Isle of Ikea this week.
As far as coping mechanisms went, skipping work and furnishing an apartment via impulse shopping was fairly low-key for her. She wasn't lying on the floor of an OR shaking or catatonic, and she'd stopped just being drunk 24/7, so she thought she was doing pretty well.
And ordering around the Ikea delivery people was soothing in its own way, too.
[open! MHA folks, come say hi to your new neighbor]
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Date: 2018-08-18 07:43 pm (UTC)WELCOME TO THE BUILDING, CRISTINA!
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Date: 2018-08-18 07:49 pm (UTC)If Verity tried to climb in through Cristina's windows, though, she would have to be prepared for a lot of screaming and throwing things.
"Do you all assemble the furniture for me too, or just deliver the boxes? I can pay."
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Date: 2018-08-18 07:55 pm (UTC)"Definitely get them to put it together," Verity said from the door, holding a bottle of decent scotch since it wasn't like she baked or made casseroles. "Liam and I just tried to put together a single bed and it was a disaster."
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Date: 2018-08-18 07:59 pm (UTC)"And if I wanted to mess with screws and hardware, I'd have gone into orthopedics," Cristina said. She stepped back as another set of burly delivery people came by, carrying a vacuum packed mattress. Cristina eyed the ass on one of them appreciatively as he went by. "I tip well, too!"
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Date: 2018-08-18 08:06 pm (UTC)My foot resembles that remark Cristina"Bet you do," Verity snorted, seeing where Cristina's eyes fell. And taking a good look for herself, because, hi. In love was not the same thing as blind. "Anyway, I brought you a housewarming gift," she said, holding out the bottle. "Seemed more useful for someone moving than a green bean casserole or whatever. I'm right next door in apartment 6."
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Date: 2018-08-18 08:14 pm (UTC)Describing ortho as "carpentry" is canon!"Definitely better than a casserole," Cristina said, accepting the bottle with a smile. "Thanks. I'd give you a warning about keeping weird hours, but around here that's barely even true."
She sounded quite put out by that fact.
"And anyway, you're a bartender. So you're probably used to late hours anyway."
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Date: 2018-08-18 08:17 pm (UTC)Weird everything was kind of the norm, but that was true for this whole island. Though she was willing to bet that most people didn't have their axes lined up by size in the hallways leading to their bedroom. Or have a spare room just for mice.
"Uhh so...how are you about noise?"
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Date: 2018-08-18 08:24 pm (UTC)"I'm used to sleeping in on-call rooms," Cristina said. "Between the intercom, the pages, and other people's sex-dramas, that pretty much means I can sleep through anything."
Sure, she was also usually dead on her feet when she did that, but still. . . .
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Date: 2018-08-18 08:30 pm (UTC)"Oh cool," Verity said, looking relieved. "Sometimes there's, uhh, cheering from my place."
And chanting, but there was no way that wouldn't sound weird.
"I'll try to keep it down, but you know how it can get."
...with pathologically religious cryptid mice that worshipped your family as gods?
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Date: 2018-08-18 08:32 pm (UTC)Yeah, Cristina had been here long enough to know that probably wasn't it. But she could dream. . . .
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Date: 2018-08-18 08:46 pm (UTC)So that was, y'know, like a yes? If you squinted?
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Date: 2018-08-18 09:54 pm (UTC)The life and death stakes were for her other calling.
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Date: 2018-08-18 09:56 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2018-08-19 11:56 am (UTC)"Well, I'm not always around when it airs," she hedged. "So it could be pretty random. If w--I'm making too much noise, just bang on a wall or something. It'll quiet right down."
The mice had been spoiled by not having anyone around. They'd need to remember subtlety. Or, more accurately, learn it for a first time.
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Date: 2018-08-19 03:51 pm (UTC)So sure. Relaxing!
"I'll keep that in mind," she said. "Or maybe come over to join the festivities."
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Date: 2018-08-20 07:27 am (UTC)"Just, uhh, give me a head's up so I'm wearing pants," she said, leaving out the part where she'd also be herding the mice into their room. "And feel free to throw popcorn at me when I start overanalyzing the moves, okay?"