praesidium: (✒ but i'll get around it)
Dʀ. Aʟᴀɴᴀ Bʟᴏᴏᴍ ([personal profile] praesidium) wrote in [personal profile] versusnurture 2014-01-03 04:51 pm (UTC)

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[Alana drains the whole of the first bottle, setting it on the opposite side of the sink before opening the second bottle with something bordering on mechanical. She lifts it up to start pouring it down the drain after the first, but stops. She sets it back down on the counter with a loud clink, the beer audibly sloshing about inside. She stays there for a few seconds, just holding the neck of the bottle. She tightens and loosens her grip before letting go altogether and turning to look back at Abigail.]

[Winston trots over to Alana, looking up with his sad eyes and Alana's happy for him that he doesn't understand most of what's going on. He just knows that two people in a room are upset and the man who took him in when others abandoned him was gone. She doesn't reach down to pet him, instead leaning back against the counter and folding her arms.]


I'm sorry, Abigail.

[For nothing in particular and for everything specific all at the same time. Alana's sorry for not seeing the truth, for not protecting her better. She's sorry that she has to see Alana like this. She has to decide whether or not she's sorry that Abigail has to be the one to tell her the truth. In the end, she decides she's not. It's better for Abigail that she be allowed to tell her side, to have her voice for a change.]

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