Critical Emergency || Anella
@cinderellaashbourne
Swynlake was getting very tiring with all of these out of control events. Then of course, because apparently it didn’t seem to look as if they have had enough for a life-time, some fire-breathing dog beasts wanted to run wild in town. It was getting bloody ridiculous.
However, not much of that was what was paramount in the blonde’s mind at the moment, although trust me after having seen one of those hounds she had been a bit off edge, in any case her shirt was what was taking her focal attention. Throughout the whole craziness of the day Anastasia had managed to get a tear on her favorite shirt because of course, demonic looking dogs would pop up when she happened to be wearing a shirt she absolutely adored.
It was why she was presently found in her room the next day, holding her teared shirt and just....staring at it. Okay, so the scene might have appeared a slight bit dramatic, even Ana was aware of that but there was a reason for the staring aside for it having been her favorite shirt.
Her anxiety was holding her in place.
It had been a lot. The dogs, college applications, waiting on acceptance letters, trying to figure out what in the bloody hell she was going to do for the rest of her life, making sure all of your grades were outstanding, the increase of extra-curricular activities, worrying about her twin sister’s syphilis, and then making sure every single thing she did would be worthy of her mother?!
The anxiety was crawling under her skin threatening to burst out into a full fledge attack. Anastasia could feel it and to prevent it from coming forth she quickly snapped out if and it was how she found herself currently entering Rags and Bags with her adored shirt in hand.
The blonde stormed into the front desk, spotting the one person she had been looking for, her step-sister. “Are you busy?”
