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Room 227, Sunday Morning
Apr. 7th, 2013 03:12 pmNatalie thought she was holding everything together remarkably well, really. With her four daughters. And she supposed she should be glad they weren't younger, because all four being teenagers meant that they were independent and didn't need her to look after them, because that would've driven her close to insanity. But of course, they were also a group of pretty intelligent teenagers. And that could bring on some stress of its own kind as well.
But she was holding it together.
Lilith and Rosalind were elsewhere for the moment, and Cassidy and Ada (who were getting along surprisingly well) were getting ready to go grab some breakfast (and multiversal gossip, Natalie imagined) in town before their respective co-parents were bound to show up on the island. And wasn't that going to be marvelous?
And Natalie was just watching them and listening to them chatter away, ready for a quiet moment she could have for herself.
She doubted she'd actually get one.
[ooc: Open door/post, duh.]
But she was holding it together.
Lilith and Rosalind were elsewhere for the moment, and Cassidy and Ada (who were getting along surprisingly well) were getting ready to go grab some breakfast (and multiversal gossip, Natalie imagined) in town before their respective co-parents were bound to show up on the island. And wasn't that going to be marvelous?
And Natalie was just watching them and listening to them chatter away, ready for a quiet moment she could have for herself.
She doubted she'd actually get one.
[ooc: Open door/post, duh.]
