Our New Dynamic

A couple days had past for the pair.

In that time, a new dynamic of sorts had set in. No more did the pair see themselves as mother & son. Far from it, in fact. Now, it was old woman and her younger roommate. With that though, came a variety of challenges.

For starters, there was the matter of showers. Delia preferred to keep her's short. Ava on the other hand, was more on the long side of things. Then there was the sleeping quarters. Sure, the pair was planning to convert Ava's room into something more fitting, but the actual process was a bit on the slow side.

"Ugh..." Ava announced, slamming back another glass of wine. "You would look nice with gray hair."

Delia looked away from her companion. While she got where the glassy-eyed old lady was coming from, she wasn't quite ready for such a change. Though, the effects of the glasses were already apparent in her eyes. While Ava would complain about her vision being awful with them, she was also complaining about it when they weren't on her eyes. As for the hearing aids, those had finally reached Ava's ears. Did mean that they both had to speak just a touch quieter. On top of having Ava take them out at the end of the day. Which left the matter of the rest of the look to be enhanced.

"Maybe." she remarked, already planning the next steps of Ava's look. This might be the wine talking, but those lips were starting to look quite cute.