“I’ll go with the Disney store until proven otherwise.” Carol brushed her bangs aside in the slight breeze, before crossing her arms under her chest. Her knee bent slightly, leaning against the back of the bus stop with one foot against it. “Well, yeah, but she’s…” dead since that was in the 40’s. “Y’know. Out of my life.”
Alison decided not to push further, she liked being nosy, but there was a very distinct line which she knew not to cross, ever. “Oh…” It was unintentional, but it just sort of slipped out of her mouth. “I’m sorry, I guess.” She added hastily, desperate to not sound rude .. or you know, stupid.
witchofrooks-blog reblogged this from lightengale-archive-blog and added: She gave a lopsided smirk. “Well.” Carol began. “I wasn’t being over dramatic. I’m usually the right amount of dramatic....
lightengale-archive-blog reblogged this from witchofrooks-blog and added: Alison waved a finger in a playful manner, “Oi, oi, none of that dramatic nonsense here–I already have enough trouble...
