 Anashti l Brat Pack l Sally & Dr. Finklestein
Mouse was pretty certain she was never going to be fully grown up. She enjoyed the 'childish' categorized things in life too much - like animated films. Which was silly anyways that it was categorized as being for kids, was animation not artwork?? Wasn't that something that could be appreciated all? But that was a soapboax she could stand on all day, and who had the time. "I'm pretty sure the amount of trinkets in my room drives poor maman crazy." So merchandise collecting wasn't ALWAYS good. Though that's why she tried to keep it limited to mainly clothing - multiple purpose. "Touring for a band sounds like a very exciting lifestyle! Have you ever gotten to go on tour with him?" Domestic things sounded like it's own excitement too, though perhaps that was just her inner romantic rearing it's head. Which how she could have notions of considering her parents current predicaments... Well.. at least one was happy and in love, she supposed? "She will. She's strong. I just.. worry. With me leaving she's all alone, but she also wouldn't let me stay." She didn't want her to see her in a 'weak' stage, though her concern about that was absolutely unnecessary and ridiculous in Mouse's eyes. "It'll be fine though, like you said." Time heals all things, right?
She caught the eying and gave a small laugh, before her head nodded in assurance. "I will not be going anywhere now." She'd travel a lot still, see Maman and all the places she hadn't gotten to before. But that would be for after school, and she'd be able to keep in constant contact this time. "I imagine he'll be more excited that you won't be. Given your impending graduation."
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