MHA #5, Saturday afternoon

[deaddadsclub]

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]

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[arboreal_priestess]

Verity was literally right next door, so she figured she'd should at least pop by and say hello to the new neighbor. And maybe try to figure out whether she needed to explain the mice and their tendency for loud parties. And her general refusal to use her front door when there were perfectly good windows to climb through.

WELCOME TO THE BUILDING, CRISTINA!