[it should have stopped with only one tear. that would've been the dramatic way to do it, right? the cool way? and isn't that what anna's about? but no. she can't do it like that. she's not cool right now; she is a broken, breaking older sister who can't keep it together.]

[she cries. she cries with ange, and she feels pathetic the whole time, and every time she hears ange try to say something it just makes her want to cry more, so she does, so she does, she lets the tears fall, lets them crash around her. (her conscience calls the guilty to come home.) and it's not until ange finds the strength to say something that anna can even consider shutting off the waterworks. you'd think only having one eye would make it easier. no such luck.]

[when ange suggests that they both be bitches, she actually laughs, but not very loud or forcefully. that's what snaps her out of it, what gets her to try to calm down. to bring herself back to the normal, composed anna that everyone knows and tolerates.]

I promise to come out less angry and bitter about the whole thing. I could've done better. Just... [sniff] A bad time for all of us.