Emma Frost is tired of trying to be good (ice_queen) wrote in wihh_logs,
"I'm fine." Her voice was frigid. "Just beginning to realize how truly strange my life has suddenly become."
She struggled out of bed, wobbling toward her wheelchair. Despite her ungainly stride, she was poised, as though everyone else in the world was walking wrong, and she was just showing them how it was done.
She arranged herself in her chair, then nodded. "I think breakfast is in order, Mr. Summers."