Who: David and Reggie
Where: Reggie's place
Warnings: Emo!


The mansion had been too big for three people. It felt absolutely empty with just Reggie. She kind of missed the days when she could get away with stuff like making a toilet tree to cope with this stuff. It was harder to cope in adult ways. It seemed like adults weren't really supposed to grieve at all, or at least not to let people know you were doing it. It had always driven Reggie crazy, the way her mother repressed everything at the start. Even when she finally acknowledge it, it was this weird 'I'm okay, you're okay' sort of thing. She'd never given her daughter the impression that what Reggie was going through was normal, or that other people were feeling it too.

Reggie wiped the stray tears from her face. Sometimes she didn't really realize she was crying. She'd feel a little better when David got there.