(A – late – story for Alyx’s Christmas Exchange) – Edited by Mishi Dreamer
“Allison James, I swear if you ask one more time I’m going to park right here and drop you off!”
Silence. The corner of Ally’s lips slowly bent down.
“And don’t pout.”
“I’m not pouting!” She was. She was and she couldn’t help it. They had been in the car for about two hours now, but it was going to take a good while more. Allison was mentally prepared, it didn’t come as a surprise, and on a “normal” day she would’ve just enjoyed the road trip, busying herself with picking the right soundtrack, staring out of the window or chatting with her wife about this and that, sharing thoughts and gossip on what they had missed of each other and their friends during the busy week. However, it had been a few terribly stressing months at work and, now that it was finally over with and they were seemingly free to enjoy a few days off for the Christmas holidays, Allison was experiencing a strange…surge of contrasting emotions. Even Karen had noticed. Ally was restless, and her mind kept racing out of control, just like her mouth: she often found herself pushing her wife for a reaction that, unfortunately, didn’t seem to come. It made Ally even more frustrated, no matter how hard she tried to shrug it off.