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She'd tried, for a night. She'd tried, and it'd been bad enough that it pushed her onto their doorstep this evening, and it was- she thought it was stupid, to be honest, that she couldn't just stay in a big old house by herself. It was safe, nothing would happen, she knew that, but she just couldn't do it.
She couldn't. She wasn't strong enough, and it's as she's standing on Coop and Genevieve's doorstep that she realises that she should have called them, or texted them, or something, and you can't just appear on people's doorsteps, you can't just show up, and she's got herself all wrapped up in worries that she actually turns and moves to walk back down the front walk, to figure out what else to do before she hears the front door open and she just sort of... freezes, her heart dropping into the pit of her stomach as she turns around, forcing a smile. "... Hi." Like she hadn't just been stealing away from their house like some sort of weirdo.
She couldn't. She wasn't strong enough, and it's as she's standing on Coop and Genevieve's doorstep that she realises that she should have called them, or texted them, or something, and you can't just appear on people's doorsteps, you can't just show up, and she's got herself all wrapped up in worries that she actually turns and moves to walk back down the front walk, to figure out what else to do before she hears the front door open and she just sort of... freezes, her heart dropping into the pit of her stomach as she turns around, forcing a smile. "... Hi." Like she hadn't just been stealing away from their house like some sort of weirdo.
