My muse is being so fickle right now so I’m trying to write replies when I can, so please don’t hate me, I’ll get things done as soon as I possibly can. I promise.
Johanna looked around, to say that Annie had let it go would be an understatement… The house looked like it hadn’t been shown love in months. Johanna didn’t know Annie very well but she knew enough to say that this was out of character. Looking back around at Annie with a confused frown on her face, “Your child seems to be crying, are you gona go see to that?”
Annie could feel Johanna judging her; there was no need for words. She didn’t need this, she was barely able to deal with everyday life, never mind someone else coming into her home. Though she tried to keep calm, she struggled. She could feel tears building behind her eyes as she nodded and walked towards the stairs, tripping over something she wasn’t sure of on her way. She didn’t know how to deal with a crying child, she hadn’t worked it out and it only made her mind hurt. Looking down at her child, she gulped. Why couldn’t she work this out?
”—I’m absolutely convinced that you can.”
”Any child would be lucky to have you as his or her mother.”
“I wish I could believe that.”
“Thank you though, it’s nice to know that someone believes I might make a decent Mother.”
Johanna grinned over her plate. ”I can’t just make you dinner; I’ll have to take you out sometime— I can’t cook to save my life. I always burn something. I don’t know why… just a constant taste for destruction and… ruining things.” The air grew strangely somber as she punctuated her sentence with a bite of pasta, spearing it with her fork and bringing it to her lips.
"You really don’t have to do that Johanna." Annie smiled, "It’s fine, honestly. You don’t have to go out of your way to do something for me." She ate slowly, waiting a while before each mouthful. "I’m sure you aren’t that bad, and even if you are it doesn’t matter. It isn’t like you don’t have other skills, not everyone can cook. I know I can’t."
“ — What do you mean?”
"I feel like I’m losing my mind, I can’t live like this!"
"I do not like thunder storms!"