<strong>Maria Park</strong><br/><strong>Location</strong>: Paris, the flat<br/><strong>Tag</strong>: Sumari, Sully, John<br/><hr/><br/>Maria had adapted pretty well to her new life. The first few weeks had been difficult, of course, but the complete change of scenery and being an ocean away from her former life probably helped her to get over things more quickly than she would have otherwise. Even the counseling became bearable after she stopped being so resistant to it.<br/><br/>She had a pretty balanced routine now, her time split relatively evenly between school and social activities. Maria had a pretty tightly knit group of friends that she hung out with regularly, and despite losing some of her passion for school ever since that night that she'd learned about magic, she still had good study habit and a natural facility with it, so her grades hadn't suffered.<br/><br/>She was still in the bathroom curling her hair and doing her makeup while the rest of her flatmates had gathered in the kitchen, but she joined them soon enough. "Morning," Maria said as she walked over towards the counter and set up what she needed to make a cappuccino. She made okay money working at a clothing boutique in town, and an espresso machine had been one of the first things that she'd saved up for. It took quite a bit more effort to make a cappuccino than regular coffee, but Maria liked the skill involved and she enjoyed tracking her progress and seeing how she got better at it every day. "Anyone else want coffee?" she asked while focusing on the task at hand.