Apr 10, 2010 12:56
[Trisha is sitting in a comfortable looking chair next to an open window. The sun sines in and lights up the room. Trisha is mending what looks likes a few shirts (from any of the boys in the house probably) and she's quietly working her needle and thread though the fabric. She works quickly and with skill as she closes up any tears and patches up the shirts so they look almost as good as new.]
[She finishes with one shirt and places it in her lap. She turns to face the window and just...stares out of it longingly for a moment or so. Edward and Alphonse (and perhaps Winry) will recognize this look very well from their childhood.]
[Trisha sighs and places the shirt to the side. She gets up, perhaps to get more thread, and the feed times out on her empty chair.]
fixing stuff,
where is my hoho,
boys will be boys,
oh boys,
missing him,
i like looking out windows okay?