The apartment was crowded now. What had once been Andrey's quiet, minimalist space was filled with the tense energy of three women who were not quite comfortable with each other.
Andrey sat in the armchair, his usual spot, his hands clasped loosely in front of him. On the couch, Sarah sat on one end, arms crossed, legs crossed, her expression a thundercloud. Lisa sat in the middle, trying to make herself small, her eyes darting nervously between the two other women. And on the other end of the couch, sprawled with one leg tucked under her and the other stretched out, sat Sein. Her orange hair was still a mess, her crimson dress replaced by a borrowed hoodie from Andrey's closet.
"So," Andrey said, breaking the silence. "This is Sein Alpis. She's the third Magical Girl."
Sein raised a hand in a lazy wave, not bothering to sit up straight. "Yo."
