Natalie didn’t mind the light blue dress she was wearing, it made her feel a little pretty. She listened to you ask about her mother but she just shrugs, looking down at the floor and her expression falters. She shook her head a little and spoke up when you said you’d be here for her.

“You say that right here..but then give it a year, or ten years, or a life! I could end up your wife! Sitting staring at walls, throwing shit down the stairs, freaking out at the store, running nude down the street, bleeding out in the bathtub!”