Who: Mitchell and Annie Where: HH What: I don't know yet, I let them decide When: Sunday morning Rating: Probably middle Open: To Malc, Sophia, George, Maryanne and Clint Status: Ongoing
The cigarette butt landed on the ground and got grinded with the heels of heavy boots. Mitchell sighed before he went back into the kitchen. The feeling in the house was still tense. George's grief was overwhelming and Eve's confusion heart-breaking. It wasn't easy to be around but he tried. He steered towards the kitchen counter and put the kettle on. He could do with some coffee and he was sure Annie could use a tea herself. The due date wasn't far away.