Who: Abigail Hobbs and Will Graham. What: Talking When: After her physical recovery Where:Their home Warnings: Discussion of trauma, violence, deaths, near deaths. Open: No.
Abigail sat in the living room floor, playing with the kittens. Her back was to the wall and she steered clear of the windows. Old habits were hard to break and even though she was back on the island, she couldn't shake the fear of being arrested or killed. It was an improvement for her not to want to hide in the basement. She rolled a small ball along the floor, watching as Rafiya and Frakas chased after it. Raf started batting it between her paws, taking it in front of the window. Abigail sighed, and tried calling them back to her, but the kittens were too content in the sunny spot. She stood, walked over to them and reached down to pet them. It felt okay until she heard a noise nearby. She ran back to the corner of the living room, balling her hands into fists and shutting her eyes tightly. "Pop? Is that you?" She called out, opening her eyes again.