@amber_is_in_a_loop
(aaaw I feel so bad)
(should she fall asleep there?)
(aaaw I feel so bad)
(should she fall asleep there?)
(Alice? yeah, sure)
(mkay)
Suddenly exhausted, Alice wandered the apartment for a while. She finally found a carpeted room as lay down on the floor. In minutes, she was sleeping.
Skip? To morning?
Yeah.
I'm really sorry if this is getting dull I can't think of a way to drama-ify it. If you've got any ideas you're more than welcome.
It’s no problem, you don’t have to apologize for anything
Uhh maybe Alice follows Isobel up to Montreal for the funeral? Without her knowing? Or maybe the guy that got Alice pregnant makes an actual appearance?
…or both…if he lives in Montreal…
😂 That's a bit much maybe but they're great ideas..
Lolll
Sorry
No don't be! Do you have any backstory on the stepmother? Cause maybe she could have been one of the asylum staff, and then it would have the same effect as Ollie being there.
ohhhhhhhhhhh that's an awesome idea! It works, because she's a nurse (and a bitch but other than that)
Yeyyyysss perfect
I've gotta go but we'll do this tmr :)
kk :D
Alice woke with a jolt. She blinked blearily, trying to make out where she was. It then all came flooding back: Isobel's passiveness, her breakdown, the letters…
She sat up, rubbing her sore back, and walked out into the hallway.
(bump)
(sorry, it's been a busy weekend so far, I don't know how often I'll be on today, and I had 24 unread threads when I got on)
(how are you?)
Isobel woke with a start, cheeks drenched with tears. She hastily wiped them off, swallowing and rubbing her eyes to wake herself of. Taking deep gulps of the cool air, she swung her legs over the side of the couch and tried to get up.
(Don't worry about it! Just don't want it to die I like this one :)
(I'm actually really good! I just got back fromna singing lesson and yesterday we bought three raffle tickets at a ridiculously fancy christmas market and won two prizes including the best one. How about you? )
Alice heard rustling in the living room. She went still– should she still be here? What was Isobel going to say? Unsure, she didn't move from her spot and watched the living room doorway, waiting for Isobel to come out.
(same here, it's so funn
oh wow that's great! hope the happy feeling lasts :)
Barely remembering the events of yesterday, Isobel blinked blearily and made for the kitchen, attempting to hum a happy song as she put the kettle to boil. The song quickly turned melancholy, reminfing her painfully of her dad, so she cut herself off abruptly.
(How're you?)
Alice watched Isobel walk into the kitchen without seeing her, humming to herself. She crept up towards the kitchen, holding her breath, and looked around the doorway.
Isobel had gone quiet and was putting the kettle to boil.
(pretty good! I had a sleepover with my best friends last night, which was awesome, it's been a while since I've felt so relaxed. Unfortunately, one of them was a guy, so he had to leave before we 'went to bed' because my parents don't trust guys)
Isobel turned around, reaching for the handle of a cupboard– and froze. Her gaze clashed with Alice's, and it took her a second to remember everything that had happened last night. "H-Hey. Want breakfast?"
(That's great! You're lucky too I don't haveany guy friends.)
Alice stared back silently, nodded. She walked into the kitchen, looking around. "So, uh, how did you sleep?"
(My school doesn't have a very distinct unspoken gender barrier between students, which is nice)
Isobel turned back to the kettle, pouring the boiling water into two teacups and reaching for her tea cupboard. "How about you?" she asked, dancing around the question.
(Ah you're lucky my school is so cliquey)
Alice didn't push the question. "Good actually." She noticed Isobel reached for the tea and stopped her. "Just hot water for me, actually."
(oof
parts of my school are very cliquey [looking at you, Hannah], but at least this bit isn't)
Isobel furrowed her brow. "Wha– sure, okay. Let me just dilute it a bit, it's boiling right now." She ponked a tea bag into her own cup, returning Alice's and moving to the sink.
(That's good then)
"No need." She gently took the cup and took a big gulp. She sighed, satisfied, and leaned back onto the counter. "I'm sorry, Isobel," she said finally.
(yeah)
Isobel's eyes widened as she snatched the cup back from Alice. "Alice– that's going to burn you so badly– here let me get you some cold water–" She brushed past the apology, wanting to address it but feeling the need to help Alice first.
Alice put a calming hand on Isobel's shoulder. "I'm fine. Didn't even feel it," she pointed out quickly, reassuringly.
"What??" Isobel stared at her. "How??"
What the hell is happening?
Alice laughed awkwardly, unsure of Isobel's reaction. "I, uh— I don't know. Just forget about it."
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