She can barely remain standing, she has to sit and she just looks at her hands.
No wonder Apple was so nervous, so high strung. Being told time and time again from her own mother to let your best friend and family poison you.
To allow yourself to be poisoned.
Worst of all, to not even try and forge your own path, but to merely repeat hers.
She felt silent tears fall and she wondered, not for the first time, what she happened to make her so vicious. She looked up and wiped her eyes when Apple came back, offering a smile, though it was a small one.]
Oh- yes you're welcome.
[She stood up and took a deep breath. There was no time for tears, no time to feel sorry for herself. She swallowed and knew she still had a list of things to do. So much for telling Apple she could be more of herself around her, to not worry so much. How badly had she just messed things up? How awful had she just made things? Should she give Apple space and time? Or should she go and try to fix this now?
She wasn't even sure who she could talk to about this matter.]
Well [She said softly.] I best leave. [If only to give them both some space to calm down but also because chores never did themselves.]
[Action]
Her?
She can barely remain standing, she has to sit and she just looks at her hands.
No wonder Apple was so nervous, so high strung. Being told time and time again from her own mother to let your best friend and family poison you.
To allow yourself to be poisoned.
Worst of all, to not even try and forge your own path, but to merely repeat hers.
She felt silent tears fall and she wondered, not for the first time, what she happened to make her so vicious. She looked up and wiped her eyes when Apple came back, offering a smile, though it was a small one.]
Oh- yes you're welcome.
[She stood up and took a deep breath. There was no time for tears, no time to feel sorry for herself. She swallowed and knew she still had a list of things to do. So much for telling Apple she could be more of herself around her, to not worry so much. How badly had she just messed things up? How awful had she just made things? Should she give Apple space and time? Or should she go and try to fix this now?
She wasn't even sure who she could talk to about this matter.]
Well [She said softly.] I best leave. [If only to give them both some space to calm down but also because chores never did themselves.]