[Elektra never knows which it will be either. Some days she's the image of perfect and very late as a result. Others she's simply herself whether it's put together (on time) or incredibly messy (early and a bit out of it.) Today it will be on time.
(Most days are on time since she started to put in the work to make herself whole again rather than relying on denial.)
She dresses simply in a navy blue long-sleeved shirt, light jeans, and fashionable black snow boots to go with her long, dark winter jacket. She gets a driver to avoid forcing her dog to walk in this weather. He's made it clear he'll chew off any boots or sweater she puts on him. (Like all the men in her life, he's incredibly stubborn.) She tips the driver and heads inside like she owns the place as usual. It keeps her from being bothered which is how she likes it.
She's especially grateful for being left alone when she actually approaches his place. It smells amazing. She's honestly surprised no one is clawing at his door like a hungry pet to get inside. Well, she supposes that what her pet is for. He scratches at the door before Elektra can even knock. Elektra's laugh ends up being the greeting instead.]
You better let us in before he claws his way inside.
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(Most days are on time since she started to put in the work to make herself whole again rather than relying on denial.)
She dresses simply in a navy blue long-sleeved shirt, light jeans, and fashionable black snow boots to go with her long, dark winter jacket. She gets a driver to avoid forcing her dog to walk in this weather. He's made it clear he'll chew off any boots or sweater she puts on him. (Like all the men in her life, he's incredibly stubborn.) She tips the driver and heads inside like she owns the place as usual. It keeps her from being bothered which is how she likes it.
She's especially grateful for being left alone when she actually approaches his place. It smells amazing. She's honestly surprised no one is clawing at his door like a hungry pet to get inside. Well, she supposes that what her pet is for. He scratches at the door before Elektra can even knock. Elektra's laugh ends up being the greeting instead.]
You better let us in before he claws his way inside.