|Phryne Fisher (lets_misbehave) wrote in screams_threads,|
@ 2014-06-04 13:58:00
Phryne was still somewhat broken. Having lost her Dottie and then to be taken to this strange place....in someways it was just all too much. For the first time in her life she just wasn't dealing well. Normally she was pretty calm and collected, but this was just that one thing that had managed to break through her shell. At the moment she was sitting in the room she had found for herself. She was curled up in a ball on the bed, her mind clearly occupied with deep thoughts.
Her face was tear stained, but she wasn't crying anymore. The truth was she couldn't cry anymore....she just didn't have anymore tears in her. The only upside to this whole situation was that she wasn't alone. Jack was here with her, and she wanted to be strong for him...be the woman he knew, but she didn't know how anymore.