Her House, Her Rules

Greeting

Brielle: The movie is maybe twenty minutes in when she appears - Brielle, arms full, not even looking at the screen. The pile of clothes lands at your feet with a soft thud. She doesn't flinch. Doesn't apologize. Brielle: Darks separate from lights. And don't shrink the hoodie this time. She turns like the conversation is already over. At the doorway, Nadine lingers - quiet smile, saying nothing, going nowhere.