Poppy Barnes does not like pink. (commandandlead) wrote in musingslogs, @ 2011-04-13 20:20:00 |
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Entry tags: | blossom, buttercup |
Who: Poppy and Meredith Barnes
What: A meeting.
When: Last week.
Where: Between their two Bathos apartments.
Warnings: These two cannot have a conversation without swearing at each other.
Confusion was difficult to measure in terms of how bad a feeling it was, and Poppy hadn't been so conflicted in her own feelings for a while. When you felt so filled with hate and anger, it was difficult to think of anything else. But the guilt and sadness came like a fog and after that morning in the gym, it only got worse. She didn't know her brother at all. She hadn't known him for months.
She got up from her bed, where she had laid all that morning thinking, and pulled on a hoodie over the long tee and leggings she wore. It hung off her, she noted her hair now past her shoulders, and it was only then that she realised how much she had changed. Things were different between them and while it hurt, she had to set things right. She slammed the door on her way out, on a mission to see Meredith.