Ophelia Harrison (eyeofnightmare) wrote in tiberiusswann, @ 2010-04-04 22:09:00 |
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Entry tags: | cissy, ophelia |
Wednesday, 4/30/08
Who: Cissy and Ophelia
Where: Cissy's house
When: afternoonish
What: Ice cream and things.
Ophelia really did not want to leave her bed, nor had she the energy to talk or do much of anything. The only fact that forced her to dress and get her going was that she would receive some of Simon's shirts. She wasn't sure if she'd be able to handle being in the place where he had lived - and it was so awful to use the past tense. Ophelia didn't bother to comb her hair, so it was quite the purple bushy mess, and she had circles under her eyes. Her baggy sweater was wrinkled and hung off her shoulders, but she paid no attention to it as she walked numbly to the entrance of the school.
She was supposed to meet Cissy at the house and so she had to find a taxi to take her there. Barely registering geting into the vehicle, being driven there, and paying the man, Ophelia walked up to the door and knocked on it. She had a bag of a couple cartons of ice cream like she promised, and waited for the other woman to answer. Her heart pounded like crazy, throat swelled and made it difficult to swallow, and Ophelia felt like she'd collapse on the spot. It wouldn't take much for her to start crying again, she just knew it.
Finally, she saw the blonde standing in front of her. "Hi," Ophelia croaked, nausea and anxiety overtaking her. What could she say to someone she didn't know very well but who was going to give birth to her best friend's daughter? She stepped forward to hug her softly, her eyes falling to the ground afterwards. "I... brought the ice cream." It was slightly louder than a whisper and she bit her lip for a few seconds.