Tuesday April 21st 2009
Who: Finn and Lily
What: Sad times
Where: Lily's room
When: Afternoon
Rating: TBD
Lily was in bad shape, and it was obvious. She hadn't bothered showering or eating or changing her clothes since she and Rez had talked. There seemed to be no point. The thought of them breaking up was just looming over her head like the Sword of Damocles. Rez wanted kids. Lily was going to be thirty this year, and she had known for the entirety of her life, even the part as a boy, that she didn't want kids. She had seen kids, and the damage they had done to peoples' lives, and how they ruined things forever. She and Rez were happy, why did that have to change? And maybe they weren't going to talk about it now, but they were both thinking about it. The inevitable. Rez wasn't going to change his mind about having a kid, and Lily wasn't going to change hers, and sooner or later they couldn't avoid it anymore.
She needed an escape. Chain-smoking wasn't helping her to relax, and all it was doing was clouding up her room. Her hair was dark black and long, stringy and hanging in her face. She looked thin, dangerously so, and her bright eyes were sunken and hollow. Simply put, she looked miserable. When the knock came to the door, she didn't even bother rolling over on the bed, let alone get up to answer it. "Augh," she called out, pulling the blanket over her head.
What: Sad times
Where: Lily's room
When: Afternoon
Rating: TBD
Lily was in bad shape, and it was obvious. She hadn't bothered showering or eating or changing her clothes since she and Rez had talked. There seemed to be no point. The thought of them breaking up was just looming over her head like the Sword of Damocles. Rez wanted kids. Lily was going to be thirty this year, and she had known for the entirety of her life, even the part as a boy, that she didn't want kids. She had seen kids, and the damage they had done to peoples' lives, and how they ruined things forever. She and Rez were happy, why did that have to change? And maybe they weren't going to talk about it now, but they were both thinking about it. The inevitable. Rez wasn't going to change his mind about having a kid, and Lily wasn't going to change hers, and sooner or later they couldn't avoid it anymore.
She needed an escape. Chain-smoking wasn't helping her to relax, and all it was doing was clouding up her room. Her hair was dark black and long, stringy and hanging in her face. She looked thin, dangerously so, and her bright eyes were sunken and hollow. Simply put, she looked miserable. When the knock came to the door, she didn't even bother rolling over on the bed, let alone get up to answer it. "Augh," she called out, pulling the blanket over her head.