|daddyissues_ (daddyissues_) wrote in spinningcompass,|
@ 2015-12-16 10:12:00
|Entry tags:||!open, !plot, katherine lokadóttir, ~cullen bohannon|
She wasn't just pissed off. Irritation, anger and frustration were all stirred together into one emotional cocktail. She was shivering in her little white nightdress which was pretending an innocence she lacked so thoroughly right now.
Her house had surrounded her minutes ago and now had been replaced by blue and white walls. A prison. And she had shut the damn door. She hadn't even asked how it had worked. She wasn't even that surprised. Things like these - they happened. The only thing she did not know was how to get out of here. Her eyes strolled over the walls, the little cot and the toilet seat. She made a face.
She had just wanted to take a shower.