It was three days since the wedding of Dagen and Reia and she had spent them happily sleeping in his bed, lounging on his couch, and using his shower. But there wasn’t very much of Reia in those quarters yet so, she had made her way back from the office early on that third day, taken a quick shower, and was now padding about the quarters, dressed in a sheer green robe, with slicked back damp hair, PaDD in hand, diagramming was she might want to incorporate things that would make her feel more at home.

How much did her really like this carpet? she wondered. Her small feet had always loved hardwood floors. The glass top table was very nice but where could she put her shelving unit with all the candles? The more she paced and planned the more confused Reia got. And there was still that call to the parents to make later.

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