[unzipping the suggested pocket] Ah, you’re a lifesaver. It’s fucking freezing out there.
Here — [tucking the package under her arm and crossing over to stand behind Maria, easing the zipper up] This is nice. [a beat, an inward breath] Bonus, considering you’re practically living in it, now.
[ Maria had sent Paige out for her dry cleaning that afternoon- despite hating using her for mundane chores ( it seemed insulting ). But she was grateful when the woman returned with her dress and a six pack of black hose, gel toe inserts for her heels- two pair, and a lint roller. She’s not stupid. ]
[ Neither of them are thrilled to be in this position, clearly. A hand drags through her hair before moving toward the hem of the dress, shifting the fabric so that it settles correctly. The next exhale passes through her nostrils. ]
I’d gladly give it up in exchange for not having to do this anymore.
[ At least not for awhile. She knows what she’d signed up for, but this–
was a little excessive as of late. ]