halcyon_houses

Who: James and Natalia
When: Tuesday Evening
Where: Natalia's room
What: James decides that it's time to man up and face things instead of being off in hiding and avoiding the demons from his past at all cost, no pun intended.

James had been thinking about this for a while now, probably due mostly to time spent with Cassandra. She was such a sweet girl in spite of the trouble behind her eyes and even though she had never come out and said anything about this situation, as he hadn't ever really talked to her about it, he could guess what her take on it would have been. Make amends, as best as you could, and go from there. The main problem was that he had no idea how to even begin it and every time he thought about trying, he drew a blank.

And that, along with residual feelings, was the reason why he had shut down every effort, though they were limited, that she had made. But was she even the one that should be making an effort to begin with? That was the question really, wasn't it? And he had to admit that if he were honest with himself, that the answer to that question was no. What she had done, although hurtful, had been the right thing to do all things considered. And if anyone were in the wrong, it was essentially him, regardless of everything else that he had been told, that he believed.

It was all of those thoughts, all of those conversations with himself inside of his head, that had brought him here today. It was late, and he had been waiting for a while, sitting on the hard wood floor outside of her door. He wasn't sure when she would show up. He wasn't even sure that she would be alone. But he hoped that she would be, otherwise he'd look like a complete and utter fool rather than just a small bit of one. He leaned his head back against the wall and closed his eyes. Another hour, and he would give up and try again some other time.

Who: Cissy and Frankie
Where: Their Room
When: Night
What: Cousins attempting to be cousinly

Baking was not exactly Cissy's forte, but chocolate was certainly in order tonight and it never tasted better than it did in brownie form, especially the ooey, gooey, melty, chocolaty brownies that Cissy had baked. They were still warm when she brought them up from the kitchen, and she had wrapped them in foil and put them near the lamp so they would stay that way. Brownies were best when they were still a bit hot accompanied by a cold glass of milk.

Cissy had thought that Frankie would be back before she was, but she arrived to find the room still empty and that worry set in. What if she wasn't really going to come spend time with her and she was only setting her up just so she could laugh about it with her friends, or with Vinnie? Frankie wasn't the devious sort like that though. So Cissy pushed those thoughts aside and went to take a quick shower.

Dressed in a pair of Victoria's Secret Pajamas, Cissy had her hair pulled up into a loose bun on top of her head, still slightly damp when she returned. Still, there was no Frankie, so she made herself busy watering he flower, which was growing quite nicely but slowly, and then checking her email. She had one from her papa. It made her smile. She was such a daddy's girl that it was hardly even amusing. A few comments were left for some of the friends she had made here as well as a few for her friends that she had left back home, and then the laptop was put away as she pulled out her school books. Homework. She glanced at the clock. Hopefully she would get here before the brownies got cold.