Misha arrived at his apartment building on foot, having walked from the Stark condo after a visit with his mother. Between his time as a woman, which was going to give him nightmares for years to come, and his intention to take a vacation with Lyta, a visit had been necessary. Mom needed to hear what happened with the Empress from someone who wouldn't break down laughing every fifteen seconds and about his plans from him in person. Dad was still chuckling.
The redhead in his path almost made him detour to the garage entrance, but there was something familiar about her from behind. As he drew closer he thought he was seeing things again.
He finally stopped ten feet away and stared.
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