It's strange to think we could have been so brought up by Ourselves
Who: Hester Shaw and Ana Fang
What: a young psycho lady gets that motherly "I'm not mad, just dissapointed" look
When: Saturday Night
Where: Ana's house
There wasn't much to it, really. Hester was going to have to face up to what had happened. Ana was going to sit her down and she was gonna have to spill it. Sure, she could hold out for a little. But when those brown eyes turned up in sadness and dissapointment...well, that would be the end of it and her resistance would go the way of 1930s Poland.
So she looked resigned as Ana opened the door to her cozy little cabin house thing and trudged inside. Her boots still carried mud and snow which marred her well swept floor, something Hester didn't notice. She barely felt warmth and blood flow return to her ears and fingers, sending prickling little tendrils into her extremities.
What: a young psycho lady gets that motherly "I'm not mad, just dissapointed" look
When: Saturday Night
Where: Ana's house
There wasn't much to it, really. Hester was going to have to face up to what had happened. Ana was going to sit her down and she was gonna have to spill it. Sure, she could hold out for a little. But when those brown eyes turned up in sadness and dissapointment...well, that would be the end of it and her resistance would go the way of 1930s Poland.
So she looked resigned as Ana opened the door to her cozy little cabin house thing and trudged inside. Her boots still carried mud and snow which marred her well swept floor, something Hester didn't notice. She barely felt warmth and blood flow return to her ears and fingers, sending prickling little tendrils into her extremities.