December 14th – Tree
Lin hadn't shared an apartment with anyone since her split-up with Tenzin, many decades ago. Somehow, none of the relationship she had pursued in the meantime had lasted more than a couple months; not that she minded.
With Kuvira, though, nothing was the same. Neither of them had never even breached the subject of moving in. It seemed their two apartments had simply ended up merging into one: toothbrushes had appeared by the sink and pumps in the closet.
Lin didn't quite realised it had happened until the day Kuvira brought a little potted tree with her, one the older woman had previously seen many times on Kuvira's own window stand.
'You brought your tree?' Lin asked curiously, and Kuvira smiled at her.
'Our apartment could benefit from a plant or two, I think,' she replied, and Lin refused to pay any attention at the quickening of her heart at the Kuvira's choice of pronoun. 'Not to mention it's almost Christmas. Consider this my meek attempt at making this place look more festive.'