03-16-2015, 08:28 PM
Emily drove home, feeling more ashamed than she had felt before she left. She had yelled at Rachel, and all her sister did was try to help. She couldn't tell Rachel what was going on. Rachel looked up to her. Emily held back the tears, but when her wallet beeped and it was from Rachel, she hesitated to open it.
Emily stifled back more tears at that and didn't reply. She just didn't know what to say. The hours passed and Emily kept busy, until her wallet buzzed again. It was Rachel saying she was finished. They must have been ready for her. Emily responded that she was on her way. Eventually, Rachel would drive herself, but her car wasn't here yet.
Rachel's bag was noticeably heavier than when they had left this morning. She must have purchased her textbooks, perhaps even had homework if she had met with some professors.
Rachel didn't say much until they got home. "You should call your friend...her name is Ayden, right? I'll make you guys lunch."
Emily had told her sisters about her friendship with Ayden. Emily was going to say no. Not that she didn't want to see Ayden, but she knew her friend would see through her barriers, but the look on Rachel's face made her nod despite the fact that she was aware of what Rachel was doing. She was preventing Emily from isolating herself - that's what she got by having a sister majoring in psychiatry.
Emily picked up her wallet and called Ayden while Rachel walked to the kitchen. "Hi Ayden. I'm in Moscow now. I wanted to know if you wanted to come over for lunch."
"I'm making sandwiches!!
Rachel yelled from the other rooms.
Emily smiled a bit. "My sister, the self-proclaimed best sandwich maker in Moscow, has volunteered to make us lunch."
Edit: ((OOC: if Ayden agrees to come, Em will give her the adress. For reference, Rachel looks almost exactly the same as Em, but is a couple of inches shorter. It is obvious they are sisters by appearance))
Edited by Emily Shale, Mar 17 2015, 01:11 AM.
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<dt>Incoming Message</dt>
<dd> </dd>
</dl>
From: Rachel Shale
To: Emily Shale
I know you're upset. You wouldn't have yelled if you weren't. I can also tell that you don't want to talk about it. I just wanted to say I love you. You're my sister and you can tell me anything. If you ever want to talk, I'm here.
Emily stifled back more tears at that and didn't reply. She just didn't know what to say. The hours passed and Emily kept busy, until her wallet buzzed again. It was Rachel saying she was finished. They must have been ready for her. Emily responded that she was on her way. Eventually, Rachel would drive herself, but her car wasn't here yet.
Rachel's bag was noticeably heavier than when they had left this morning. She must have purchased her textbooks, perhaps even had homework if she had met with some professors.
Rachel didn't say much until they got home. "You should call your friend...her name is Ayden, right? I'll make you guys lunch."
Emily had told her sisters about her friendship with Ayden. Emily was going to say no. Not that she didn't want to see Ayden, but she knew her friend would see through her barriers, but the look on Rachel's face made her nod despite the fact that she was aware of what Rachel was doing. She was preventing Emily from isolating herself - that's what she got by having a sister majoring in psychiatry.
Emily picked up her wallet and called Ayden while Rachel walked to the kitchen. "Hi Ayden. I'm in Moscow now. I wanted to know if you wanted to come over for lunch."
"I'm making sandwiches!!
Rachel yelled from the other rooms.
Emily smiled a bit. "My sister, the self-proclaimed best sandwich maker in Moscow, has volunteered to make us lunch."
Edit: ((OOC: if Ayden agrees to come, Em will give her the adress. For reference, Rachel looks almost exactly the same as Em, but is a couple of inches shorter. It is obvious they are sisters by appearance))
Edited by Emily Shale, Mar 17 2015, 01:11 AM.