[open] we had enough to welcome winter

[imakemyway]

She's sitting outside a cafe, her bare hands wrapped around a cup of coffee to keep them warm. It's cold outside, snowing actually, and few enough people have chosen to stay outside that she practically has the tables out here to herself, but Irene is enjoying the snow. She's been south recently, and the cold is a welcome change.

She isn't expecting anyone, but she doesn't have many plans for the day. Company wouldn't be an unpleasant addition to her peaceful outing. Unless they bring trouble, but then, Irene is always ready for trouble. Just in case.

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[itwasntworkingforme]

Molly is looking quite pleased with herself.. She's got bags and bags of things in her arms and is wrapped up well for the winier chill. She's been out all day, having taken the day off from work and has used the time to go shopping for gifts.

She couldn't be happier when she spots Irene and she closes the distance between them rather quickly. "Hello yo!" She greets cheerfully with a kiss to the woman's cheek

Leanan sidhe-verse

[letmewritelies]

There's a boy in a skirt wandering the streets, his feet and arms are bare and he looks like he's freezing and yet smiling all the same There's a spring to his step, a song on his lips His arms are in the air and he looks like he's reeving in the snow.

He stops a few feet away from Irene, crouching down and starting to draw in the snow, mixing words and pictures and grinning to himself,, even though he knows the whole thing will get trampled over soon enough.

Beause we wanted to do this post anyway and I figure now's a good a time as any.

[losemyselfinriddles]

Falling fast, falling free, fall, oh fall, oh fall with me

She hums to herself as she moves, muttering the words, her arms wrapped tight around herself. She's not dressed for the weather and it's obvious she's cold It's also obvious that she's lost

She's not scared, not yet she's more excited than anything, but she's worried too. Clint doesn't seem to be anywhere near by and she doesn't know what he's going to do if he can't find her. She knows he's afraid of her disappearing but she never means to, it just happens.

[nobodyknowstheway]

Although she does not belong to her, Saturday still finds herself fond of Irene. So that's why she's creeping up behind her, resting her hands on hr shoulders and pressing a kiss t her cheek..

She knows Friday won't mind, what's hers is theirs and they've always been good at sharing with each other.

[riseupsinging]

William is trying to gt used to having a newold plae to live. It feels the same, at least for the most par but minor details stand out to him. There are little, skewed things that make the place not home.

He's trying to orient himself to the city which proves to not be very hard. It's similar enough that he can navigate it pretty easily and with a map, he's fine. He's got a couple bags hanging off o one arm, mostly staples like milk and bread and he was on his way back to the flat they're staying at, when he spies Irene.

He hangs back for a few moments, studying her to make sure she's approachable but then he's closing the distance betwen them, smiling and waving with the hand that's holding eh map. "hello," he greets cheerfully.