Maia's room, Tuesday afternoon/evening (for fandomhigh)

[suzotchka]

Ivanova balanced the pizza box in one hand, the bottle of pop - she was not having alcohol anywhere near this evening, thank you very much - dangling from the fingers of the same hand as she raised a hand to knock at the door to Maia's room.

Let's try this again.

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[maias_notebook]

Maia turned down the music and hurried to open the door. "Hey." She said with a smile, "Need help?" She said as she opened the door up wider to admit Susan and her pizza.

[suzotchka]

Ivanova waved her free hand airily as she weaseled the door open and stepped inside. "No, no, I'm just working on developing a prehensile tail."

[maias_notebook]

"Among your other talents." Maia said with a laugh. She ducked down behind the little kitchen island to grab some paper plates. "What kind did you get?" Maia said practically bouncing. She loved pizza, any kind made her happy.

[suzotchka]

"The works," Ivanova replied, grinning a little self-deprecatingly. "I didn't know what you liked." She set the pizza down and watched Maia with a little smile on her face.