Happy Mother's Day to all of the mothers (be it past or present) here!
[Private] That's it. I haven't any more to say, as I haven't been able to enjoy a single Mother's Day in this lifetime. No mother of my own, no child--I am jealous of all the mother's here. If I ever learned that any of them were ungrateful I would not find kindness left in my heart for them.
Equally. It is on this horrid days I do miss her. Or, rather, the idea of her.
[Filter: James] Might I bother you for that celebratory drink now?
Though less celebratory and more pitifully.
[ooc; Anyone who encounters Marilyn will find that she is notably rundown, irritable, listless and sorely lacking the usual glimmer in her eyes. She isn't as well put-together as she normally is, possibly wearing the same outfit from the day before, she's messily thrown her hair up and seems to force all her smiles. And no, she will not want to talk about it. Rather she'll try to slide it off as exhaustion, tiring distraction; should you press on she will quite sharply urge you to leave it be.]