#closed:annabelle

[avery-grayson-blog]

boo’s cruise with @annabelle-grayson , @brettgoldstein , and @ethanhenrys.

“Stop right there!” Avery blurted out in an insistent demand, one hand thrust forward to point an accusing finger at them as her blue eyes narrowed. “If you think you’re slippin’ out of here before we get ten pictures first you’re outta your damn mind.” Just as suddenly as it came her look of malice disappeared and the costumed blonde - disguised by a silky wig and fresh coat of green body paint - happily traipsed forward. “You know I have to document everything. Now smile pretty and say, ‘Avery’s my favorite’!”

[avery-grayson-blog]

--- FIRE DEPT. BEDROOM WITH @annabelle-grayson ---

Avery sat silently on the top cover of the cot for several minutes as she struggled to pull herself out of her own head. Nothing about this situation was good, but for her it was downright traumatizing. It wasn’t often that the usually sunny blonde fell into a bad mood but if there was one thing capable of sending her there quicker than lightening--- it was a real storm itself. Every clap of thunder, every wash of heavy rain against the building sent her right back to when she was a twelve year old little girl, scared and frozen at the window waiting for mama to make it home. The door to the room scraped open almost silently but it was enough to pull her unblinking gaze up from the scuffed linoleum floor. For a second there was relief as blue orbs locked on Annabelle’s face but it was fleeting at best. “I can’t--- if you’re askin’ me to go back out there right now I can’t.”

[avery-grayson-blog]

TEXT ✉️ AB

N: I kind of need you to keep your schedule open next weekend.

N: Particularly around Friday evening say... 7:00? Yeah, that should work.

N: Also... buy a new dress and not something suitable for church pls?