Is It That Time Again? [CLOSED]

[control_freak]

Who: Foster and Annabelle
What: Foster's vampirism is really cramping his style
When: Pre-Alola, probably?
Where: Trailer Bad News
Warnings: Foster. Annabelle.



At first, having Foster back was probably something of a trial. Foster finally emerged from bed a couple days ago, at which point he immediately became insufferable--or exactly as 'sufferable' as living with someone who is beating his head on walls and ripping stitches out of his neck (leaving smears of blood on the bathroom counter and dots of it on the trailer floor) could possibly be.

He's finally found some kind of equilibrium, though, and has settled down into clearing piles of coins off the floor--well, he's mostly just making NEW piles over in the corners--it's pretty purposeful, if a giant pain in the ass for anyone who has to live with him.

Are you noticing a trend yet. There's a trend here.

The trend is 'he's really making it difficult for Annabelle this week.'

Comments

[forkedroad]

The banging of his head on the walls is a little bit annoying. It disrupts her reading and general peace and quiet—sometimes it can be avoided if she just leaves to go read somewhere outside, which suits them both just fine. The mess it leaves could be worse, as Foster cleans up after himself when ordered to do so. The coins everywhere is actually something Annabelle enjoys more than she probably should.

Annabelle is currently standing at the entrance of their living area from her room, eating dried apricots and watching Foster sorting his piles into different piles with great purpose, that, Annabelle, as usual, cannot ascertain. She kind of likes that about him, though. She's leaning against the frame of the door.

"What are you doing?"

She doesn't sound irritated. Just curious. Foster's been weirder than usual, since being turned.