you're just as hopeless -- otherwise you wouldn't have agreed [claire]
Afterwards, Elizabeth cleans.
It's almost obsessive, actually. The furniture is straightened far more times than it really needs to be -- every surface, even ones that don't really need much attention, gets scrubbed. She...is not going to try and clean up after the zombie horde outside the dance studio, but BY GOD there will be no sign inside that anything was ever amiss.
John, as is his wont, follows her around during this. She largely ignores his company, though she works around him. They've lapsed into silence -- or he has, she was never talking -- and Elizabeth is...attempting to bake. As a nice little 'let's eat cupcakes and pretend that NEVER HAPPENED' kind of a thing. She's aces at making icing...the actual cupcake part of the process is providing her with more hassle.
He's watching her with a kind of morbid fascination. "You're doing it wrong."
It's almost obsessive, actually. The furniture is straightened far more times than it really needs to be -- every surface, even ones that don't really need much attention, gets scrubbed. She...is not going to try and clean up after the zombie horde outside the dance studio, but BY GOD there will be no sign inside that anything was ever amiss.
John, as is his wont, follows her around during this. She largely ignores his company, though she works around him. They've lapsed into silence -- or he has, she was never talking -- and Elizabeth is...attempting to bake. As a nice little 'let's eat cupcakes and pretend that NEVER HAPPENED' kind of a thing. She's aces at making icing...the actual cupcake part of the process is providing her with more hassle.
He's watching her with a kind of morbid fascination. "You're doing it wrong."