[Thank Cat Santa (Santa Claws, obviously) for this, truly. Fiona lets the hug linger for a moment before she's satisfied that Maya will hush enough if she isn't, like, smothering her.
Stepping back, she moves casually toward the door.]
Okay. I'm blocking you from view. Go ahead and open the door real fast and I'll follow you in. [Unless it's locked. Which she didn't even think to check, whoops.]
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Stepping back, she moves casually toward the door.]
Okay. I'm blocking you from view. Go ahead and open the door real fast and I'll follow you in. [Unless it's locked. Which she didn't even think to check, whoops.]