Friday June 6th 2008
Who: Ipsy, Wesley and Blake What: Taking the meds Where: Kitchen table @ The GBH When: Friday Afternoon Rating: ?
Although she was in Roger's jeans, Roger's sneakers, Roger's tee shirt and Roger's hairstyle, clearly Ipsy was the one sitting at the kitchen table. She was waiting. She was waiting and crying her dear little eys out, two bottles of prescription pills sitting in front of her. Also there was a glass of water, but she didn't think she'd need it. She wanted Wesley here, wanted him to know that this was for him, that she was being killed off just for him.
Not that it had been a great week anyway. Still, she had hoped that Roger did not detest her enough to want to be rid of her. He might not, but it was all for Wesley. Just thinking the name made her scowl, and also cry harder. Wesley. Everything Roger did was because of that man. Leaning back in her chair, Ipsy just stared at the meds before her, tears streaming down her cheeks.