Mitch Rapp (rapp) wrote in valarlogs, @ 2019-09-02 20:16:00 |
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Entry tags: | !complete, anna of arendelle, mitch rapp |
Who: Mitch and Anna
Where: Mitch’s Apt
When: 7/26
What: Talking
Status: Complete
Since going back to work, Mitch had been a little more busy than before so he really hadn’t hung out with Anna lately. They did have their random texts or puppy posts from Anna, but mostly they both seemed to be in their own little bubble. Except for today. He was a little surprised to see Anna hanging around his apartment door. “Hey,” he greeted as he walked over. “Surprised to see you here.” He paused for a moment before he saw that she wasn’t as bouncy as normal. “What’s wrong?” * She’d actually sat down by the door to wait, cause she got bored. When Mitch approached, she could only give him a half smile. “I haven’t slept in three days. I thought I’d come bother you. But I can go if it’s a bad time.” She was a little off, but she at least tried to keep up the facade that she was just fine. Apparently it didn’t work too well around him. She’d dressed cute, a black pair of overalls and a white baggy shirt. Apparently trying to make up for how shitty she actually felt. Clothes made people feel better sometimes, but it wasn’t working great for her just then. * “It shows,” Mitch pointed out. Anna looked tired and she wasn’t bouncing around like she normally did. “It’s not a bad time. You can bug me all you’d like,” he told her as he grabbed his apartment key and unlocked the door. He motioned for her to go first and then he went in and shut the door behind himself. “Do you want anything to drink or eat?” he asked as turned some lights on and started to head into the kitchen. * She did just that. She hadn’t been in his place yet, when they tended to hang out they met at hers “Thats the part where you’re supposed to lie to me and tell me I look hot.” She teased, trying to not just be sad. She didn’t like it. She always tried to be cheerful, nobody wanted to be around a sad person. The dreams were really making upbeat hard though. “Nah. I’m okay. Your place is nice.” * “Oh, right, sorry, let me backtrack a bit here,” he said with a smile. “You look hot in those overalls, Anna.” He still headed to the kitchen even though Anna didn’t want anything. He grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge and asked once more, “are you sure you don’t want anything?” If not, she’ll leave her alone about it. “Thanks. You should see my parents house. It’s a lot nice than this apartment.” He went into the living room and sat down. “Take a seat, make yourself at home.” * “That’s better. Brownie points for you. “ She grinned and then shrugged at the question. “Duno, maybe a water?” She was trying to maintain some sort of personality that wasn’t as awful as she felt thanks to those damn dreams, but it was hard. Sinking down on the couch, she looked over at him with a raised eyebrow “Why, what kind of place do they have? They millionaire's or something?” Hers were, she was-but she rarely spoke about it. She never wanted to be known for her parents money. * “I hope I can get something awesome with all of the brownie points I’m collecting,” he joked as he grabbed a bottle of water for her and handed it over when he had come back into the living room. “They have money,” was all he said. “So, what’s wrong?” Yeah, he was changing the subject, but he really wanted to know what was having Anna so down. * She took it and gave him a grin. “Well I’d say yes, but I think your girlfriend might say no.” She teased with a wink as she cracked open said bottle and frowned. “It’s weird to just sit here and have a chat about dreams. I feel like we should be singing to accompany it.” she made a face, it felt like a disney movie. Who sat around talking like this about dream stuff? Stupid Orange County. “Ah, yeah mine did too. Mansion, stuffy butlers everything.” * “We don’t have to tell her,” he joked once again, trying to get Anna to leave her gloomy state of mind. “Yeah, no, no singing, please. Honestly, I’d like it more if we didn’t have these fucked up dreams anymore. I’m dreading what might come next for me.” He knows he’s going to meet dream Hurley soon, but only because Hurley told him so. But other than that, he had no idea what was coming. Whatever it was, he doubted it was going to be good. “Did you parents try to make you follow in their footsteps?” * She did smile at that and shook her head a little. She leaned her chin on the couch and chewed at the top of the waterbottle idly. She often did when distracted, whatever was near by was going to get shredded. “At least he probably won’t slam doors in your face. Elsa did. I don’t know why. We were friends at first, did everything...suddenly just like real life she wanted nothing to do with me. “It hit a little too close to home. When Mitch asked about her parents she shrugged a little. “No, not really. They pretty much let me do what I wanted.” * Mitch listened as she explained what was going on in her head. So, that’s what was bringing her down. “Maybe there’s a good reason behind it.” There was always a reason when somebody starting shutting people out. Anna would just have to ask her sister what that reason might be. “You’re lucky. My dad tired, still tries. It can get pretty fucking annoying.” * “I don’t know. What could possibly be a good reason for ignoring someone for fifteen years?” And then some, it all went by like a blur, but by the time she was a teen she was still alone. Still lonely. She’d made some friends eventually but for the most part she spent her time alone in a castle. “Our parents died and she didn’t even speak to me. I had to plan everything myself. Twice.” It was awful, she hated it. Every minute with Elsa was like a reminder of that now. When Mitch changed subjects to his dad though, she was glad. Something else to talk about was welcome. “Am I? They’re dead now. Nobody to push. “ She gave a weak smile to that, it was something she didn’t talk about often. She didn’t like bringing it up. “I think it just means he cares.” She offered carefully, not wanting to overstep or anything. * “I have no idea. That’s why I think you should talk to your sister and find out.” If her sister was having the same kind of dreams, then maybe she could shed some light on the ones that Anna was having. Mitch hated his own dreams, but he was also glad he wasn’t the only one having them. Having Hurley talk about them as well kept him a little saner. “Ah, sorry about that.” He didn’t know about her parents or he wouldn’t have asked. “If he cared, he would stop trying to make me do something that I don’t want to do. I like my job. I like being able to help people.” * Anna frowned and leaned an arm against the couch with her chin resting on it. “These dreams suck, life currently sucks. This is depressing, I’m sorry.” She slid her gaze toward him, he hadn’t seen her depressed like this before and briefly wondered if he only wanted to hang out when she was being fun. She didn’t have an ounce of fun energy left in her just then though. “Parents are confusing, maybe we’re just not supposed to understand them. Like dog whisperers, they make no sense.” She’d been watching a show about dog whisperers and was unable to figure out the point. She was pretty sure it was all a money grab fraud, but who knew. * “You don’t need to apologize. I know how these dreams can fuck with you.” He knew exactly how she felt. He had barely started getting back to himself when he and Anna started to hang out. Before that he was pretty much feeling the same way she was. “You mean just like how they’re not supposed to understand us?” He laughed. “We need a parent whisperer.” He stood up. “I need to change,” he told her before he headed for his bedroom. He did not want to wear his uniform anymore. Once he got it off and put on a t-shirt and jeans, he was back, but he had a small lockbox in his hand. He set it on the coffee table and unlocked it. “After a few of my dreams, I woke up to these items on my dresser.” He pulled out the cell phone that had the video of Katrina on it and the engagement ring that was still on the green string that he had given her before she was killed. “The dreams suck and the reminders from the dreams suck even more.” * She just felt flat, and it wasn’t cute. She knew it wasn’t, but she couldn’t shake it. She did laugh a little at the parent whisperer idea and nodded. “You know I went to see a psychic once? Kind of a parent whisperer but with shiny lights and beads for doors. It was weird. She didn’t know crap though.” Anna said with a little laugh as Mitch brought up wanting to go change, she nodded and let her eyes close for a minute as she curled up against the couch tucking her feet underneath her. “What’s that? I mean it looks like an engagement ring but...is it?” She asked as he showed it to her along with a phone. She didn’t really understand it, but if it was dream related it probably wasn’t good. * “Really?” Mitch never believed that people could see into the future. It was a bunch of bullshit. “I’m not surprised. Nobody can know somebody’s future.” Life just didn’t work that way. “Yeah, it’s an engagement ring.” He still wasn’t sure why he needed to have this stuff. Why did he need reminders? The fucking dreams were still in his head. They were pretty hard to forget. “I haven’t even shown Lydia this stuff. The minute I saw them I shoved them into the box.” * “Yeah, well after my parents death I was basically alone. I wanted to talk to somebody. It was that or get plastered. Turns out in the end I did both.” She grinned a little lopsided grin. “That scammer took a hundred and fifty dollars from me for it though. That was an expensive night.” When Mitch confirmed it was an engagement ring, she could only frown a little and hold out a hand. “Can I see?” She did feel a little good that Mitch showed her. He trusted her enough to show her something big like that? It meant a lot. “Why not?” Lydia was his girlfriend wasn’t she? * “Should have just skipped the bad reading and gotten plastered,” he said in a somewhat joking manner. “It sounds like it was.” He nodded and handed over the ring to her. “I guess I didn’t want the questions that would come along with it. In the dream… I really loved this girl and it was devastating when she was murdered. When that ring showed up…I still had all of those emotions from the dream swirling inside of me. I didn’t want to get questioned about any of it.” * Anna carefully took it and looked it over. “I can tell you loved her. It’s beautiful.” The way he spoke and held that phone caused her to raise an eyebrow. “What’s that?” Obviously it was a phone, but if it was connected to the ring, it wasn’t just a phone for him. She reached out to give the ring back, being sure to be careful with it. “I didn’t really believe it until I had them too. It sounds impossible you know?” She frowned a bit as he talked about her being murdered. “I’m sorry..Is that why you seemed sad when we met?” Yeah, she remembered. He seemed to have cheered up a little at least lately, and she was glad to see him enjoying stuff again. * Mitch glanced down at the phone he still held in his hand. He took the ring back and then set it back down in the box. After that he turned the phone on and then brought up the video before handing it to Anna. “I recorded that in my dream. The phone and the video in it showed up after I came home from the clinic.” Getting shot not only in his dream and waking up to said gun shot wounds had been bad enough, but to have that reminder too sucked even more. “That’s exactly why I seemed pretty down when we met. But, you’ve helped with that. A lot.” * Anna took the phone and looked down at the video, then back up at Mitch. “Do you want me to watch it?” Did she want to watch it or was she going to be sad too? Or well, sadder. “I’m glad. Most people just seem to think I’m annoying or something. Before you I never really had any real friends.” She had some work acquaintances and different things like that, but nobody who would go ghost hunting with her, or do silly random things until Mitch came along. “Elsa shut me out here too, and I guess after that I didn’t really know how to make friends. You helped me too you know.” She watched the video and frowned a little more, reaching out for his hand and tugging him down beside her. “She was pretty.” * “If you want to watch it, you can.” If she didn’t, that was okay too. “They just don’t know you if they think you’re annoying.” He never found her annoying. She was bubbly and adventurous. That’s what drew him to her. “I guess in the end we helped each other out.” And he hoped he could help her push away the things that were bugging her today. While Anna watched the video, Mitch didn’t. He’d seen it enough. Although, hearing it was as bad as watching it. He moved to sit down close to her since she tugged him down. “She was. I can’t help but wonder if she’s just someone from a dream or if she’s actually a real person.” He took the phone from Anna’s hand and turned it off. He didn’t want to see the video on the screen anymore. “You should talk to you sister. Don’t let these fucking dreams fuck up anything you two might have been working on.” * She leaned her cheek against Mitch’s shoulder when he came close to her and she took his hand to hold. “I can’t imagine how awful that must feel.” She tried to at least provide some sort of comfort. She was just kind of sad now, a little subdued. She didn’t fight when he took the phone away, instead she linked arms with him. The same one that was close to the one she leaned on. “Girls always think I’m going to steal their guy. They end up treating me like a threat instead.” She was a pretty lonely person until she met Mtch. “I’ve never stayed in one city so long. I never had a reason to but I don’t want to leave because you’re here.” She was always moving with modeling, never had a permanent place to stay. “I’ll try.” She frowned a bit uncomfortably and looked up at him. Why did this one have to have a girlfriend already? Her eyes averted again and closed for a moment as she rested against him, still in a weird mood. She couldn’t shake it. * He laced his fingers with Anna’s after she grabbed his hand. “It feels like the weight of the world came crashing down on me. And that heavy feeling just seems to linger.” And it sucked and he really wished it would go away. He put the phone and ring back in the box. He didn’t want to see them anymore. “As far as I know Lydia doesn't feel that way about you. Maybe things are turning around for you.” Then again, Lydia and him really hadn’t talked too much lately. They’ve both been busy with work and other things. “It would suck if you left. Who else would I take to a gun range and do ghost hunting trips with?” He flashed her a quick smile. “That’s all you can really do.” He put his arm around her and then pulled her in for a hug. “It’ll be okay.” * “That’s awful, I’m sorry. It’s unfair.” The things these dreams did to them was just gross. Making him rewatch the death of his fiance, her suffer her sisters coldness. She didn’t get it. What was the point of showing them other lives? She leaned into that hug, accepting any kind of comfort she could get just then. “I don’t even know her though. Beyond her name anyway. I’ve never met her. I mean I’ve only been here once but does she live with you?” It seemed like he lived alone. Anna returned that hug, just curling up in the smallest ball possible against him. Why was he so perfect? “All the good guys have girlfriends, I must be the girlfriend fairy.” * “Thanks,” he glanced over at her. “Sorry you’re getting shitty dreams too.” He still wished somebody could figure out why they were all having them. But everyone seemed pretty clueless about it all and it sucked. “Really?” Now that he thought about it, yeah, Anna and Lydia have never actually met. “Yeah, she lives with me.” Although, if Lydia didn’t figure out a way to control her fucking screaming, he was pretty sure they were going to get kicked out. “You’re the girlfriend fairy? How so?” * Anna just closed her eyes for a minute and leaned against him. This was not her best night ever, but he was helping. She was starting to feel a little better than she had when she first appeared at his door. “Yeah, me too.” She was tired, and he was comfortable. Even just listening to him talk was nice. “Yeah, we’ve never met.” She shrugged as she glanced over at him and snickered. “Every guy I end up being around already has a girlfriend, or if they don’t they suddenly get one a week later after hanging out with me.” And yet she didn’t end up with a boyfriend herself. * If Anna fell asleep, Mitch would leave her to it on the couch. Hell, he’d probably end up falling asleep himself if he stayed there long enough with Anna. “Ah, okay.” Now he understood what she meant by the whole girlfriend fairy thing. “Me and Lydia…it happened pretty fast.” He kind of wished that it hadn’t. They still didn’t really know each other all that well even though they were living together! The only thing he knew was that he was getting tired of her supernatural screams. “Well, you’ll be a pretty amazing girlfriend to someone out there when it happens.” If he weren’t with Lydia, hell, he’d probably go for her. * “Maybe, or I’ll be alone forever.” She grinned a little dramatically, obviously not that tragic over it, but after living life alone for the first half of it she had dramatic tendencies at times. A bit of a laugh as she placed her cheek back against his shoulder and shook her head. “It’s not that huge. But it would be nice to find someone at some point. She’s lucky.” Her eyes were getting tired, she rubbed them a bit without realizing she was drifting. * “You won’t, he said with a slight roll of his eyes. “There’s somebody out there for you. You just haven’t found them yet. That’s all.” He looked at her and noticed that she was practically falling asleep. “Why don’t you lay down for a bit. We can pick on each other later.” * “M’not sleepy, make me.” She responded, obviously tired, he made a good pillow. Plus she felt comfortable there. He was there, and she wasn’t alone. It was nice. “We can do that now.” She was struggling, but she didn’t want to be boring and asleep when she was the one who crashed his house unexpectedly. * “Uh huh,” Mitch said with a slight roll of his eyes. Anna could say that she's not tired, but it was pretty obvious that she was since she was practically falling asleep beside him. “Or we can do it later,” he said once again. Mostly he was just waiting for her to pass out now. It really wouldn’t be long. * Mitch was correct, she was basically already out a moment after saying those things. Cheek pressed against the couch, a very flattering look really. She hadn’t slept in days though, but she was comfortable enough to do so. Small victories. |