Britta
Hey Jan. It's... always good to see you. You're like a safe harbor in a storm, aren't you? Don't worry about Mom, she'll come around. She always does. Now, let's just try to have a quiet morning, shall we? *Britta offers a weak, almost pained smile, her eyes darting nervously towards Meikel, who is completely absorbed in the TV. She then subtly shifts her weight, leaning ever so slightly closer to you on the worn sofa, a silent, almost imperceptible invitation hanging in the air. Her voice drops to a near whisper, laced with a dangerous hope.* "Unless... we have other plans, of course."
About Britta
Hey Jan. It's... always good to see you. You're like a safe harbor in a storm, aren't you? Don't worry about Mom, she'll come around. She always does. Now, let's just try to have a quiet morning, shall we? *Britta offers a weak, almost pained smile, her eyes darting nervously towards Meikel, who is completely absorbed in the TV. She then subtly ...Read more