Post by Claire Evangeline Slater on Mar 1, 2019 13:27:29 GMT -7
25TH OF DEC 2024
THE SLATER HOME WAS THE PICTURE OF HOUSE proud. Their mum and dad the type that yelled if you walked inside with your shoes on. Christmas was an even more tense time as they scrambled to make the place picture perfect, despite the fact that the only visitors they had were family members. Claire still carefully untied her shoes and lined them up outside the door, even at 23 years old. She still hung her coat up on the rack and greeted her parents each with a hug and a kiss on the cheek. No matter how long she was gone for, or that she had a flat of her own now, when she was home she was still that same exemplary student.
Though Claire still enjoyed the time she had at home, it felt different as they all grew up. As much as she filled the space with chatter, often about work as that is all her mum and dad really wanted to talk about, there was a growing rift between them. And she often dreaded leaving them all there without her, as if something might explode in her absence. She'd had to leave on Christmas Eve, and she'd expected her parents to miss her company. Alas, all they'd wanted to know over Christmas dinner was what her mission had been, had she caught anybody notable. They were like journalist's picking apart the corpse of a story. And Grey thought they were nothing alike.
Afterwards, Claire had excused herself and followed Grey up to his room. He was there, packing his meagre belongings and she hovered in the doorway for a moment. He barely had any possessions as it was. The walls baron, the bed crisply made. Almost as if he hadn't really been there at all. Never even slept in his bed. In her hands was a bare envelope, stamped with a waxy purple seal. She'd been given the stamp as a gift - it had her initials on the ornate metal print. "Knock knock," She said ironically, not even reaching up to wrap on the frame, he'd see her just fine. Back straight, she looked at his partially filled bag and frowned. "Leaving so soon?"