#ray001

Angelie's in the kitchen, staring at the pantry while wearing the apron she hasn't touched in nearly a year. It can't be that hard! Her life will not end because she bakes. That was a one-time thing! Besides, what else could possibly happen at this point? She knocks on the wood trim of the pantry because she knows the answers to that far too well, and actually jumps as the wall answers back. What? Realizing that it's coming from the front door, Angelie thanks the powers above for letting her off the hook and goes to answer. "Jordan, remember, just use your wris-- oh my gosh! Ray?" Alright! So things could get worse instantly! It's absolutely not that she doesn't want to see her brother! It's just that she's a very terrible liar and she hasn't fixed any of her crises, and -- ".... Um, I can explain." After a long moment, she steps back into the apartment and shrugs, eyes welling up with tears. "Alright, I really can't, but please don't tell Mom or she'll think I'm having a life crisis and try to convince me to apply for the receptionist position at the hospital again. Anyways! How are you? I didn't know you were coming over!"