She rubbed her arm up and down nervously as if she could read both there minds. She very much hated how tight her mother kept her leash, like she was an invalid. She understood why but it wasn't like she was a child anymore. They fought over it all the time, sometimes even getting into screaming matches. Nobody was ever suppose to know about that though. That her homelife as hell, that it felt like such a prison, like she couldn't break her chains even for a moment. Everyone was like that with her, like she'd break if they didn't shield her from every little risk--- it pissed her off!
But she just grinned and bared it, what else could she do?
" I...i can't just... mom would be so... so... pissed! "
She never cursed so it was always a shock when she did!
" Like you thought she was upset about the guitar--- erf, she'd be so mad! i'd be forbidden from seeing you, and probably super grounded till i was 21 or something crazy! "
Her gaze shifted to Suzy as she asked about her age, it didn't shock her that people assumed she was 17. Truthfully she basically was, but because her birthday was so late in the year she was always the last birthday! so she was technically still 16. Though only just barely, and she couldn't wait to be 18 and finally go to college! freedom! it was the one and only release to the hell she lived in or--- so she believed.
" Uh my birthday is in December so, technically still 16 but like i'll be 17 soon... but Mom is just really over protective. Ever since... well... she just is..."
It was like she wanted to say something, explain it but her voice cracked, it dropped and she quickly changed the subjct. Like the reason was to painful to speak about, or the memory was to much to relive even in her head.
" I can try Dad's phone, he doesn't always have it on... it sometimes messes with the machines he's hooked up to. Maybe we'll get lucky? i don't wanna even try mom... "
She lifted her phone from her pocket and fiddled with it as she typed on it. Was a part of her worried her mom would still flip out but, she'd deal with that herself. On the other hand she was starting to realize she was going to have to tell Susie about Dess, as avoiding the topic was getting harder and harder.
She... wasn't sure she wanted to open that old wound just yet.
" He says its fine as long as we have a Chaperone, and a way to contact us... plus i gotta be back by 8... i guess thats fair. we are lucky he's outside visiting with Mr. Asgore! "