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Marietta comes in, brows raising in amusement as she looks around her home. At least, she's reasonably sure it's her home. The walls have been changed to a pastel yellow. Her furniture is now so white that Marietta is terrified of the idea of eating on it and dropping something. There are new paintings and furniture throughout the living room.

When she steps into the kitchen, she sees that Cho has been very busy indeed. The kitchen has a rustic feel to it, and it reminds Marietta of her cousin who lives on a farm in Wales.

"I think it gives the house a cozy atmosphere," Cho says, appearing through the door that leads to the hallway.

"Uh-huh…" Marietta raises her brows, studying her wife in silence. "Darling, there's nothing to be nervous about."

Cho laughs, but it isn't a light and soft sound. It is the trembling laugh of someone who is close to a breakdown. "Why do you assume I'm nervous?"

"Do you usually just decorate the house on a normal day?"

Cho slumps slightly, exhaling her frustration. They both know that she only gets like this when something is bothering her. Marietta remembers when Cho had first begun her training as a Cursebreaker. Cho would be up all night before exam results were posted, decorating and redecorating. When Marietta had gotten injured and ended up in St. Mungo's for a week, Cho had channeled her energy into redecorating Anthony and Padma's nursery.

"I applied for a gig in Peru," Cho says.

Marietta grins. She knows that Cho has always enjoyed the traveling aspect of her job. Marietta has too; visiting her wife all across the world but been an adventure. Somehow, they've never made it to South America, and Cho has been dying to go.

"What if I don't get it?" she asks. "Mercer applied for the same spot, and I just know he's going to get it. You know he just got back from Bolivia? How is that fair? I just…"

Marietta closes the distance between them and gently cups Cho's face in her hands, pressing a soft kiss to her lips. "Everything is going to be fine," she says. "If you get passed over… Fuck it. I have some holiday time coming up. You, me, hiking Machu Picchu?"

Cho grins at that, a soft pink flushing her cheeks. "I'd like that," she says with a nod.