Day 48: In Which Sisters Should Come Before Misters
Elsa had always been the type of person who valued solitude. Truth be told, she'd much rather spend her nights at home with good food and literature than venture through the night, hopping from one bar to the other, or whatever it was that people her age considered fun. But despite being an introvert, the forced days of isolation were starting to have a negative effect on her. As the days merged together in that weird limbo they'd been trapped in, Elsa found herself craving some proximity.
Unfortunately, her mixed up emotions didn't go unnoticed by her sister. Said sister, ever so concerned, further inquired Elsa about her feelings, and it was with great effort that she lifted the heavy dome of reluctance that kept her struggles contained. It went without saying that Anna didn't need long to draw her own conclusions.
"You know you two would probably be safe meeting up, right?" Anna said after a moment of mutual silent introspection.
Elsa sighed as she stared at her phone's screen. She dared not to ask Anna for clarifications.
"I mean, you are being careful, aren't you? And I'm guessing he is too..."
"I suppose," Elsa grumbled, pinching the bridge of her nose.
"So what gives?"
"In the beginning, we both sort of agreed that we shouldn't become complacent about the pandemic."
"Meaning?"
"Meaning that once we made a concession, it'd be easy to look the other way and start taking unnecessary risks. And I guess things just… continued that way…"
Anna hummed. "I mean, yeah, it makes sense, but that was back when this whole mess started and nobody knew what was going on, right? What about now?"
Elsa closed her eyes, taking a slow breath in. She could feel the unease crawling up her chest with its icy claws, and it took a lot of her self-control to keep a calm semblance. Clearing her throat, she answered, "Now, that's just how things are between us. We talk to each other every day. Most days, he's either the first person I talk to in the morning or the last one before I go to sleep, when not both. But circumstances put a barrier between us, and honestly, I don't see it coming down any time soon."
"That's so not fair!"
Elsa let out a tired chuckle. "Many things in the world aren't, Anna. And I'm sure a lot of people have more pressing matters to deal with than whatever struggles Jack and I may be facing."
Anna huffed, leaning on her arms with a glare. "Just because it's irrelevant to the rest of the world, doesn't mean it's any less important to you, Elsa. What can I do to help?"
"I appreciate your support, sister dearest," Elsa admitted with a smile. "But there's really not much to do. Whatever happens, happens."
"This is stupid. You should be allowed to write your own story."
She frowned. "Who said I'm not?"
"You're sitting on the passenger's seat while you let some invisible power guide your life instead of hooking up with your sexy neighbor like you should be doing—"
"Please stop." Elsa groaned as she hid her face behind her hands. She could feel the blood rushing to her cheeks and mentally commanded her blood vessels to return to their normal size.
"All I'm saying is that—"
"Thank you for your thoughts, Anna!" She rushed to cut her sister off as she straightened up. "I have to go now."
"Hell yeah, you do! You go knock on that guy's door, Elsa!"
"That's not what I meant."
"Say hi to your boy toy for me!"
Prompt by dangdiggitydang: more nosy friends (part 1).
