MCA #6, Wednesday Evening

[missed_the_gate]

Sure John had just helped Jaina with that whole furniture issue by getting dragged along to the Isle of Ikea for an afternoon of bouncing on couches and suggesting more things than a tiny girl truly needed. At least there were meatballs and lingonberry sauce to stop the arguing for a few minutes in the middle there

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[solo_sword]

Jaina hadn't needed a lot for the apartment, but of course she walked out with more than she'd planned on due to the fact that that sort of thing just happened at that store. Apparently. Which meant that she was putting things away and rearranging things when she realized she could sense John nearby again. It'd been a while since she'd felt him waiting outside the door like that, too, wow.

So she went to open the door for him, completely curious. "Hi again."

[missed_the_gate]

He really hated when she did that. John frowned from where he was standing next to a massive bag, trying to text with his phone. "I hate it when you do that, but I guess I can leave the message in person."

[solo_sword]

Definitely noticing the bag, and looking back up at him she asked, "You were going to text me from outside my door?"

[missed_the_gate]

"And then leave," he added, like this made his plan sound better. "I'm not some stalker."