It was a nice day.
For the most part it was always a nice day here. Of course, it still rained but unlike the rain back home that seemed to drag its feet both coming and going this rain fell quick and warm. That was nice too. It reminded Annie just enough of home to keep her from being too homesick, but was different enough to still be exciting
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Rocking back and forth on the balls of her feet, she noted the softness of it, mixed with sharper bits. The smell of the salt and the seaweed. Everything so lovely and new again.
"Could you? Oh that's fascinating, a total drag, but fascinating. I knew a couple of psychics. You know, the talk to the dead type? But I don't think any of them could listen in on someone's thoughts." Pausing she considered the implications of that, before nodding and reaching out a hand to express her sympathy. "Absolute bollocks. Men are prattish enough as is, without knowing what they really thinking. Can you turn it off? Like ever?"
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"Oh, that's dreadful. It had to be lonely and I know lonely I was dead and no one could see me. At least not until George and Mitchell. But that seems like even worse sort of lonely."
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Slightly breathless, Sookie sighed regardless, watching Annie with a mixture of sympathy and happiness over knowing that Annie didn't have to be nearly as lonely anymore. "I can't imagine what it would've been like to wander around and not have anyone... see you. That-- I don't think I'd be strong enough to get through that."
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She would be good for Mitchell, Annie just knew it. Still chewing on her lip, she shoved her hands into her pockets. "It was terrible. I got a bit rude, scared people away. I couldn't be with those I loved so I didn't want anyone to come 'round. Suppose its for the best, some people just are meant to be alone."
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"I don't know that I believe that," Sookie countered, reaching out with a hand to gently squeeze Annie's shoulder reassuringly. "I mean, I certainly can't blame you for wantin' to express the anger and sadness you felt. I probably would've done a whole lot worse. But I don't think there's a single person in the world who's meant to be alone. Sometimes people are, because of circumstance, but you eventually found Mitchell, didn't you? And you didn't have to be alone anymore."
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"Oh I did. Well, he found me. Him and George, so you're right," she shrugged her shoulders, the ease returning to her smile. "You're quite smart, you know that? I bet you got all As and always know what those chat show hosts are going on about. Like Oprah."
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The relief soon bled into amusement at the rest of Annie's suggestion. "I'm no genius, Annie, I can tell you that. I mean, I guess I did alright at school, but sometimes it was kind of like I was some kind of... receiver of information. Durin' tests, whether I wanted it or not, I just kept on hearin' answers coming at me from all sides." Embarrassed, she bit her lower lip. "Might've been how I kept on winnin' all those school spellin' bees as well."
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"I never had the patience for it. My older sisters did, but they're all posh like that. I just liked the people, but I wasn't bad. There's nothing wrong with being average."
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"I don't know if I think anyone's really average, though. It's possible at school, I guess, where they give out grades and everythin', but I think everyone's unique in some way and has somethin' special to offer. Whatever that is just isn't always easy to measure."
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"I like that. Everyone's just a little bit...off. In a good way or a bad way, just in their own little way."
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"Ooh, a list, that's clever," she grinned. "If you need any help settin' things up or findin' someone to take leaps off ledges to dive or cannonball into the ocean with you, just lemme know."
Sookie's eyes lingered on the curls which bounced with Annie's every move, pleased at what they added to the overall picture. "But yeah. Everyone's just a bit different."
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