sometimes i think of sitting on trains (MOIRA)

[Vera van der Heuvel]

It had been exactly a week and a half since she'd last seen her best friend, but to Vera it already felt like forever. She had to give it to destiny to make it so easy for her to stay in touch with Moira - with Brigid Finnigan being a door or so down from David, Vera's cousin, it was not that hard for her to run into Moira every time she went over to visit Skye, and incidentally even Rory. It was always a friendly reminder that even though she had graduated from school, she wasn't haven't such a tough time being off on her own; because she wasn't on her own. Whether it was Moira, or Rory, or Skye, or Brigid, or Jake, or David, or Kieran, or Rupert, or their extended families who dropped by, or her own siblings who made it a point to come over to her new apartment, she was always surrounded by people. In fact, if she didn't know any better, being outside of Hogwarts had made it easier to go and visit people.

But a week and a half was still an eternity when it came to seeing your best friend, and that is precisely why Vera had quickly written to Moira that morning and told her that she had an extended lunch break, and that if she could so kindly come down to Muggle London, then she could hang around with her for a couple of hours. She had no clue if Moira was bringing her son along or not, and she frankly did not mind either way. A spectacular time with the kid and his mother, or a girl's afternoon out, both sounded very enticing to her. Putting down her pencil - pencils and pens were something she was still getting used to, after having sketched for years using quills - and locking away her folder of designs, she waved a temporary goodbye to her fellow interns and made her way out of the large building.

She'd told Moira to meet her at one o clock, at this precise spot and just as she looked down at her watch to check the time, she spotted the familiar build of her best friend. "Moira!" she called through the crowd, waving to her through the crowd, motioning for her to come join her. 

[Moira Finnigan]

Living with Brigid certainly had it perks; Moira was able to interact more with people than when she lived in Ireland. She had always felt a little isolated living on the island, but it wasn't until she moved in with Brigid that she realized how isolated she really had been. Moira was able to see Vera and Leon much more these days, which was a great feeling. Having friends, having social support so close, was something that still felt new and a little foreign to Moira. She felt guilty for feeling that way, as her family had been so supportive to her over the last fifteen months. But it was so nice to be off of the island.

Moira had lunch plans today; she was meeting up with Vera in muggle London. Brigid was out of the apartment, so she couldn't watch Rory, but there was thankfully a teenage girl a few doors down who babysit children of all ages. This would be her first time watching Rory and Moira was a little nervous about leaving her son with a stranger, but she had heard good things about the girl. Part of her felt guilty for leaving her son behind, but part of her felt a little relieved. Being a mother was tiring enough; she wanted to enjoy a lunch with her best friend without the baby causing any fuss.

The second she stepped outside of the building, however, Moira felt anxious. She'd gone out without Rory before; but it had been family watching him. She swallowed. They both needed to get used to this. Moira was hopefully going to get some sort of job soon, so both mother and son needed to get used to be separated. And it wouldn't be for a long time. Vera had an extended lunch today, yes, but it wasn't as if they would be out for hours and hours. Taking a deep breath, Moira headed to where Vera had told them to meet. She had only just got there when she heard someone call her name and she turned to see Vera waving to her. A smile breaking out across her face, Moira rushed through the crowd to her best friend. She threw her arms around her, giving her a tight squeeze.

"Hey," Moira said when she pulled back. "It's only been a little over a week, but it's so good to see you!"