"There you go, then." Isabella doesn't have a key to these quarters. The quarters are a cross between individual rooms and apartments; some adjoin with doors between them, but on the corridor, the keys only belong to those who live in that specific room. She knocks.
"Just a minute!" calls a warm alto voice, half-singing, and Isabella smiles automatically at hearing her mother speak.
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Date: 2013-02-08 04:49 pm (UTC)"Just a minute!" calls a warm alto voice, half-singing, and Isabella smiles automatically at hearing her mother speak.