Evangeline Sablier is not broken, but please (handlewithcare) wrote in rooms,
Re: Queens: Evie/Wren/Luke
[Evie was trying to concentrate on not making a mess of the bread she was cutting, Wren said she didn't look okay and she stared so hard at the bread she was cutting she could have been trying to cut it with laser vision.] Selling hats is fine. [She said with a small smile. Because it was. One of the only things that was fine.] Its long bus rides with a toddler and a puppy that don't agree with me. I think I just need some rest. I'm okay.
[She looked up then and over at Luke trying to ignore the looks between the two of them, the closeness, the voice in her own mind telling her she should be anywhere but there intruding on their lives. She'd never worried before. But now she felt like an imposition everywhere she went, and she didn't like it. No one liked imposing more than Evie. And these days she found herself wanting to be as unnoticeable as possible.] In Gotham City. I got a job at a hat shop.