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Jun 21, 2017 23:31:42 GMT -5
Post by Anna Leigh Williams on Jun 21, 2017 23:31:42 GMT -5
Sorin awoke before Marcella did. He was wearing a pair of creme colored silk pajama pants, and no shirt. His eyes had rings around them, all he did was have nightmares about trying to perform CPR on Chris. The bones cracking, and the blood... He accepted around 6AM that he wasn't getting any sleep...
He heard Marcella go into the kitchen, and he walked in.
"Good Morning.." He said. His voice was a little raspy, as it usually was in the early morning.
He wasn't going to ask if she slept well. He knew she didn't. He hated it when people asked him stupid questions like that when his parents died.
"Are you making green tea..?" He asked.
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Jun 21, 2017 23:40:36 GMT -5
Post by Ling Xiaoyu on Jun 21, 2017 23:40:36 GMT -5
Once Sorin walked into the kitchen, her tea was already boiling. She poured the hot water into a mug and let the tea bag settle and rest, unlike most she didn't like her tea too hot. Christopher knew that about her, he knew all the little things that people tend to miss about her.
When asked was she making tea, Marcella looked up at Sorin and simply nodded. She didn't have the strength or will power to utter any words at the moment.
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Jun 21, 2017 23:46:59 GMT -5
Post by Anna Leigh Williams on Jun 21, 2017 23:46:59 GMT -5
He smiled a little, and walked to her. "You mind if i have some..?" He asked, taking a mug, and pouring the water in it. He set the tea bag in there. "Y'know... There's a joke in here somewhere.." He smirked. She was silent. Of course she was silent. This was no time to make dirty jokes.
He sighed. "I may go visit Anna..." He looked down in the mug, watching the tea steep. He looked back up at her. "Would you like to come with me..?"
After a moment, he sipped the tea. "It's just... I didn't get to spend much time with Chris... Maybe spending time with Anna would... be better...?" He asked.
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Jun 28, 2017 15:15:07 GMT -5
Post by Ling Xiaoyu on Jun 28, 2017 15:15:07 GMT -5
Marcella who was now sitting on the couch, looked over at Sorin's direction. Her eyes were baggy, and puffy she'd been crying all night so she hardly got any sleep.
When asked would she like to see Anna, Marcella simply nodded her head. Not much to say right now, the news of Christopher's death is still fresh to her, like an open wound.
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Jul 2, 2017 20:48:23 GMT -5
Post by Anna Leigh Williams on Jul 2, 2017 20:48:23 GMT -5
Sorin smiled a little bit, and sat next to her. He put his arm around her shoulders and laid his head on hers. He didnt kniw what to say, if anything, to make her feel better.
"Im gonna go get dressed. I can drive your car there if youd like, since Steve has mine." he said.
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Jul 2, 2017 21:22:01 GMT -5
Post by Ling Xiaoyu on Jul 2, 2017 21:22:01 GMT -5
"That's fine Sorin.." Marcella said to Sorin, as she got up from the couch and walked into her room to place on clothes. Walking into her room, there was silence. It was hard for Marci, this was the same room that she shared with Chris sometimes and now, he's no longer with her.
Sighing to herself, Marcella closed to door behind her and started to get dressed. Though, as she got dressed, morning sickness took a toll on her as she immediately ran into the bathroom in her room to release the contents of her stomach into the toilet.
She hated vomiting, but, it came with the process of becoming a mother. Marcella only hoped to God that Sorin didn't hear her, it would only make him worried about her.
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Jul 3, 2017 20:15:28 GMT -5
Post by Anna Leigh Williams on Jul 3, 2017 20:15:28 GMT -5
He frowned as she walked away. She was so sad. Sadder than he could ever be. He put on his clothes from the day before and fixed his hair the best he could in the mirror.
He awaited Marcella after finishing his tea and washing the mug.
He looked down at his telephone.
"I need to see you Sorin." it was a text from Antonio.
"Meet me at the hospital" he replied.
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Jul 3, 2017 20:22:35 GMT -5
Post by Ling Xiaoyu on Jul 3, 2017 20:22:35 GMT -5
Once she was finished in the restroom, Marcella brushed her teeth to get the smell of vomit off her breath. This process would've been a lot easier had Chris been around.
Putting on her clothes, Marcella walked out of the room and into the living room with Sorin. She placed her purse on the barstool chair, "I'm ready when you are Sorin." Her voice was so out of whack for her, as if she was empty.
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Jul 3, 2017 21:19:45 GMT -5
Post by Anna Leigh Williams on Jul 3, 2017 21:19:45 GMT -5
He put his arm around her waist, a comforting touch so to speak. He walked with her downstairs to the car. He got the keys and got in.
"Nice car..." he said, starting the ignition. He then took her to qhere her deceased lover's sister was.
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