//Hallway, the 9th floor. Apr 15.
closed starter for @w0manstand1ng
Ria didn't like the whole division, us versus them, and definitely didn't feel better than them because she was friends with Sada. Of course, she had known for years that their friendship was invaluable; she gave Ria a job when she moved to New York and needed money, she found her a perfect husband, and now when the world ended, she ensured Ria always had everything she needed. But what made her lucky and grateful didn't necessarily mean the others were inferior.
So, even though Ria could enjoy the perks of being Sada's loyalist to the fullest, she still chose to bring her food downstairs and eat at the diner, with other residents.
With her tummy full, Ria gave up taking the elevator in favor of a little jog upstairs. She stopped at the door to her loft when she noticed a familiar yet new face in the hallway.
"If I can't draw you from memory, then you're probably new," she joked. She couldn't draw, let alone from memory, but it seemed a fun way to put it. "Wow, it's been a while since I had a chance to say that."