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defenderofdesmoines) wrote2021-09-09 07:55 am
defenderofdesmoines) wrote2021-09-09 07:55 am
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MHA #2 | Thursday Evening
Annie had been back in Fandom since last night. She'd gone to the bar, and slept, and been to the gym, and gotten coffee, and anxiety-bought and watered another plant, and anxiety-shopped online, and answered emails, and Diego still wasn't home.
But hey, there was no reason to be worried, right? Like, just because his incredibly dangerous and unstable sister had been locked in the freakin' basement very much against her will when Annie had left, and she was still a little (reluctantly) concerned about Five's whereabouts -- that meant nothing. Annie was just kind of prone to worrying sometimes, obviously. They'd figure it out.
Besides -- the apocalypse had been solved. So this was probably just family stuff that she, admittedly, didn't really understand. She'd just be patient.
Patient and totally unable to concentrate on anything. She'd been 'watching' the TV Guide Channel for the better part of a half-hour while mindlessly scrolling on her phone, wishing for a better distraction.
[for one!]
But hey, there was no reason to be worried, right? Like, just because his incredibly dangerous and unstable sister had been locked in the freakin' basement very much against her will when Annie had left, and she was still a little (reluctantly) concerned about Five's whereabouts -- that meant nothing. Annie was just kind of prone to worrying sometimes, obviously. They'd figure it out.
Besides -- the apocalypse had been solved. So this was probably just family stuff that she, admittedly, didn't really understand. She'd just be patient.
Patient and totally unable to concentrate on anything. She'd been 'watching' the TV Guide Channel for the better part of a half-hour while mindlessly scrolling on her phone, wishing for a better distraction.
[for one!]