[The three bedroom flat has a long way to go before Grainne's satisfied with it, but as it stands it holds all the scents of home, or at least the Eros equivilent of it, and that's a comfort to her.
Grainne looks up at the knock, brushing hair out of her face and set the apples she's slicing down.
When she answers the door, she's wearing her dress and brat, the clothing she arrived in, hair tied back and flour marring an old apron she got second hand from some place in town. She brightens when she sees who it is.]
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Date: 20 Oct 2015 20:07 (UTC)Grainne looks up at the knock, brushing hair out of her face and set the apples she's slicing down.
When she answers the door, she's wearing her dress and brat, the clothing she arrived in, hair tied back and flour marring an old apron she got second hand from some place in town. She brightens when she sees who it is.]
Samantha! You found my letter?