4 § I have something that I love long but my friends keeping telling me that something's wrong
[ The living room at the Forbes household is not how it usually is. It's - warm. There's a giant tree, decorated with lights and tinsel and there are actually presents sitting under it. Caroline comes down the stairs in her pajamas, her face lighting up. Behind, her mother embraces her. ]
Merry Christmas, Caroline...
[ The hug from behind is warm and Caroline closes her eyes, smiling. She's led down the staircase and Caroline sits on the couch, content with waiting to open presents. There's no hurry. ]
Matt is coming by soon, isn't he?
[ She doesn't even hear the name or acknowledge it. It's more like it's garbled through radio static. It's blurry, unclear and she doesn't care about that name, anyway. She has presents and her Mom. ]
I bought you a dress for the Lockwoods' party tonight.
[ Always parties. Caroline beams, laying back on the couch. The fireplace roars. She relaxes. ]
I'll go make us some hot chocolate and then we'll go open presents, okay?
[ ooc: Dream post. Feel free to jump into her dream anyway you wish. Knocking at the door, coming down the stairs, hell, break the window. It's her idyllic Christmas without knowing or acknowledging who Matt is. ]
Merry Christmas, Caroline...
[ The hug from behind is warm and Caroline closes her eyes, smiling. She's led down the staircase and Caroline sits on the couch, content with waiting to open presents. There's no hurry. ]
Matt is coming by soon, isn't he?
[ She doesn't even hear the name or acknowledge it. It's more like it's garbled through radio static. It's blurry, unclear and she doesn't care about that name, anyway. She has presents and her Mom. ]
I bought you a dress for the Lockwoods' party tonight.
[ Always parties. Caroline beams, laying back on the couch. The fireplace roars. She relaxes. ]
I'll go make us some hot chocolate and then we'll go open presents, okay?
[ ooc: Dream post. Feel free to jump into her dream anyway you wish. Knocking at the door, coming down the stairs, hell, break the window. It's her idyllic Christmas without knowing or acknowledging who Matt is. ]