[Aggravated grumbles follow Ann’s suggestion, squirming slightly closer as Ann’s fingers slide through her hair and leave her feeling even lazier than usual. Yet the glimmer of responsible thought is still lurking in her drug addled brain and she sighs and mumbles.]

I have another movie to participate in, soon. Within the hour.

[She’s not going to touch the way Ann’s sympathy makes her feel, tucking it away inside herself and hoarding it. Still, she looks and offers her a bright smile.]

We can discuss it more later, maybe? After all the shootings are done. I can buy you food.