RP: Abby, April, and Michael Who: Abby Sciuto, April Kepner, Michael Westen When: January 19, 2010, morning Where: The Kepner-Sciuto-Westen Residence Summary: Abby finally gets to see her housemates
There was a difference between not wanting to do something because you didn't want to and not wanting to do something because it went against who you were. However, that didn't seemed to occur to anyone there, but Abby. There is something fundamentally wrong when you have to give up principles and beliefs to do a job, she thought as she dragged herself out of bed that morning. Her head pounded from her lack of caffeine and her body felt exhausted.
After agreeing with Callen to 'try' she was allowed out of her cell only to return to the hotel briefly to collect her things before moving into the house last night. Feeling very unsocial, which was very un-Abby-like, she simply asked which room was hers and disappeared into it until morning. Now, she was up and dressing in what could almost be considered work out clothing; a black t-shirt with a fading CB GBs logo on the front, checkered pants and a pair worn red converse tennis shoes.
Abby shuffled into the kitchen where she found Michael and April. "Hi," she said. "The house looks great. I'm sorry I wasn't around to help move or anything." She really did feel about about it. However, it wasn't nearly as awful as she felt about April having to go through firearm safety and basic use.
"Is there anything else I can do to make up for it?"