Mum's - Daniel & Harper Who: Harp & Daniel What: Daniel being parental Where: Hookerville When: Immediately after this Warnings/Rating: Flames?
Harper didn't actually expect him to come. Not that he'd have any trouble finding out where she was, because her mum was the only relation Harper had remaining in town - and even that was questionable. Ceil had gone to the Capital before the train ride, and Aunt and Uncle expected Harper to follow shortly. Honestly, Harper had no true idea why she was still hanging around this one-horse shitstand. She should've been gone at first light, immediately after the antics on the train with Elsa and her Condescension.
But Harper was not gone. She was curled up on the childhood bed she'd shared with Ceil, and she was feeling entirely sorry for herself. Mum was out with a regular in the Capital, and she'd be gone until morning, and Harper still felt weak and vulnerable. She'd returned from the Capital adrift, and the music store turning into some demon catcher hadn't made anything better.
The trailer was gross. There were probably more picturesque ways to describe her childhood home, but Harper wasn't feeling particularly surplus when it came to being kind. It was a single-wide, dingy and from the 70s. The tiny stairs leading up to its door were rusted through, and the carpet inside was a faded terracotta. The walls were paneled wood, and Harper and Ceil's mattress was separated from mum's mattress by a blanket bisecting the back room into two.
There were cereal bowls strewn about the floor, along with cans of pop empty and upended. Harper was wrapped in a holey quilt, and some trash played on an old and fat television in the corner. Harper had no intention of opening the door for anyone.