89. Promises

[corrinesbell]

[Sheena's in the backyard, one fighting knife in each hand, attacking the life out of the trunk of a tree.

You know you want to know]

Comments

[corrinesbell]

[still turns around very fast, but relaxes when she sees it's Al]

Hey. What're you doing here?

[sing-thrush.livejournal.com]

I was just out for a walk.

Er... are you... is everything okay?

[corrinesbell]

Why shouldn't it be?

[sing-thrush.livejournal.com]

[ He... motions towards the tree. ]

[corrinesbell]

[may not realize just how much damage she's done to it. She actually winces]

Oh.

[sing-thrush.livejournal.com]

Oh, um... it'll heal, I'm sure.

[corrinesbell]

I still shouldn't've done it.

[sing-thrush.livejournal.com]

Did something upset you?

[corrinesbell]

I'm fine.

[sing-thrush.livejournal.com]

You're sure?

[corrinesbell]

[sigh]

It's not a big deal, Al, okay?

[sing-thrush.livejournal.com]

... Okay. I won't push the issue.

[corrinesbell]

What're you doing here anyway?

[sing-thrush.livejournal.com]

Ehe, well, I was heading to the library.