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[sub][color=silver]Mentions: [color=f6989d]Summer [@Danvers][/color], [color=e9dd25]Calypso [@canaryrose][/color], [color=ed1c24]Alayna [@Qia][/color] , and [color=Cyan]Isolde [@Blizz][/color][/color][/sub][/center]

[indent]Within a few minutes of being in her new room, Maggie had already made excellent headway in getting settled. She had sorted her personal effects on the side table, made a small home for the few books on top of her dresser, and hid some shoes under her bed. Her suitcase lay open on her bed, half of the clothes already having found their way into the closet, and the rest folded and organized in piles. She wasn’t a heavy packer, but the blonde had brought plenty of outfit options due to the unknown nature of the coven house when not there for official business. She didn’t know if the elders dressed up every day, or if that was just a solstice or gathering kind of thing, so it was better to overdress then not. She was so focused on color coding and separating her tops that she didn’t hear Summer walk in until she spoke, inquiring why she was on her own whilst everyone else socialized. 

Uncharacteristically, Maggie clapped back in an unexpected way. [color=aca1cd]“I could ask you the same thing…”[/color] The blonde raised an eyebrow, commenting on the fact that she was also alone and unsure whether Summer was judging her or attempting to initiate small talk. Settling for the latter and giving the redhead the benefit of the doubt, she quickly changed her tone. [color=aca1cd]“I just wanted to get a head start on unpacking and selfishly pick out the best bed in the room for myself before Calypso and Alayna got the chance.”[/color] The bookworm added in a laugh, taking another shirt out of her suitcase, folding it once more, and putting it in the proper pile. [color=aca1cd]“You had the right idea about showering though- I feel so gross after sleeping outside last night, so I’ll probably do the same.”[/color]

It ended up that leaving the door open was a good idea after all as Isolde appeared in the doorway to ask the ordering of the rooms. Maggie wanted to be approachable and hoped that her fellow witches would feel comfortable enough to pop their head in whenever they pleased. With a friendly smile, the blonde assisted. [color=aca1cd]“You’re one room off- it’s directly next to this one. Even numbers are on one side of the hall, odds are on the other.”[/color] Many trips up to the coven house as a child had proven useful, as Maggie knew the whereabouts of each room pretty well for someone who didn’t live there year-round. [color=aca1cd]“I don’t think we got the chance to introduce ourselves last night. I’m Maggie, and this is Summer.”[/color] The blonde motioned to herself as well as the redhead. [color=aca1cd]“You’re from another coven, right? In the mountains?”[/color][/indent]