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Who: Clio, Thalia, Patrick, Mairead
What: Museling!
When: Thursday afternoon
Where: Clio & Patrick's place
Warnings: Fluff? High-pitched squealing? IDK not a lot, though, I'd imagine


It was still sinking in for Thalia that she was actually pregnant, but the morning sickness and fatigue were doing a fine job reminding her of that. She was shopping around for teas with less or no caffeine, because even though she wasn't that far along, she still wanted to cut back on her caffeine intake. And she'd given all of her wine to Terpsichore, out of sight, out of mind, and she'd be better off for it.

She headed over to Clio's mid-afternoon, drumming her fingers on her legs as the cab pulled up in front of the house. She was excited to see her sister, and Patrick too, she was still sort of oozing happiness, and who better to be around than family when you were in that kind of mood.

She knocked and waited on the porch, bouncing a little on the balls of her feet.

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"Which helps because if you're anything like me Thal, you'll need the extra hands." She sighed, "At least they're getting out of the Hera treatment. That's something."

"Oh no poor Terps having to show off," she offered with a smirk, "how terrible for her. But do tell her to drop by. I need to get my fussing in."

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"What does Terps do?" Mairead asked, since she wasn't terribly up on Greek mythology. "I mean...other than dance ballet. That part I got."