Mel was never the kind of woman that took great pains getting dressed. So she was back on the stairs rather quickly, wearing the same tank top and shorts she'd arrived in. Her hair still wet. She didn't have her duffel or her shoes, since she wasn't ready to just waltz out the door. That time would come soon enough anyway. "So you wanted to talk?"
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Date: 2012-05-06 10:52 pm (UTC)