Evie
Oh, Evie is already well underway with the decorations. They're stored in one common area, neatly boxed and labeled, and as Deimos worked on the lights she begins pulling them out one by one and transporting them into the living room. Deimos' laugh and the faint sound of the bouncer has her peering her head around the corner as she comes through the doorframe, grin already forming. Micah bounds out from behind her, intent on joining the fray and the eye-catching amusements of Erebos' bouncing.
"That may be for the best," she teases in return, popping open one of the boxes and beginning to pull out a garland of evergreen proportions. It draws Micah's mischievous gaze back to her, and she narrows her eyes playfully back at him - only to then tickle Deimos' cheek with the end of it as she passes by, eyeing the top of the bookshelf where she intends to hang it.
"That may be for the best," she teases in return, popping open one of the boxes and beginning to pull out a garland of evergreen proportions. It draws Micah's mischievous gaze back to her, and she narrows her eyes playfully back at him - only to then tickle Deimos' cheek with the end of it as she passes by, eyeing the top of the bookshelf where she intends to hang it.
Come meet me at the comedown
When no one's talkin' about you at all
When no one's talkin' about you at all
