#also i've never seen captain marvel but who gave the ok for this fuck ass bob

[nurturercelia]

Where: Third Floor Hallway When: Around 9:45AM, Sunday, September 4th Who: @naomikojima

Celia gave her dress and smooth, tousled her hair and tried on a smile in the mirror. The silver lining to meeting under such sad circumstances was that Celia was able to see everyone again. It had been years since she had heard this much noise in the house and she found it all strangely calming, a welcomed change from the silence that so often fell over her own town house in Albany. They were all welcomed distraction from the actual pain Celia felt over losing Richard.

She thought naively that she would spend this time before the wake going to pick up her mother-her and Richard were contemporaries, after all, he would have wanted her there. But after that became an impossible task, she instead turned her focus to Naomi.

It was with some more ease than the usual knocks she donned when she rapped on Naomi's bedroom door. The girl needed her help maybe the most right now, although there were certainly some other wards that were trying to give her some competition. Celia noticed how she was isolating herself since arriving, spending even more time tucked away in her room than she used to. Celia recognized this behavior and took it as a challenge. If there was one person who could get her to participate, it will be Celia, by her sheer grit and persistence alone.

When Naomi opened the door, Celia gave her a sincere half smile. Can't scare her off this early. "Are you ready to go down? I thought it might be easier to go with friend."

Friend was a bold statement on Celia's part, for she doubted Naomi would refer to her as the same. Probably more along the lines of neighbors or person you get grouped with for the sake of convenience. But if Celia said it, maybe it had a bigger chance of becoming the truth someday.

"You look really nice," she offered, hoping to coax her out like a cat.