( Personal phone number. )

It's nearly Christmas, Alya is dimly aware, but her Pagan tendencies and immersion in the werewolf world mean she's only vaguely paying attention to the heightened commercialism and the way she can profit from it. It's not something that particularly interests her on a personal level--her religion and her upbringing are simply too different. ( Read more... )

( you were like a phone booth that i somehow stumbled into. now look at me, i am just like everybody else. )

Alya has had a long day, but then, few of her days are short and simple any more. She spends the first half of it in the office, sorting through paperwork and fielding phone calls she handles in terse, clipped Russian or English (no Spanish right now, apparently), and the second half of it making her rounds. When the boss shows up unexpectedly ( Read more... )