Her shoulders dropped when he pointed out how both of her locations meant it would be filmed in public. Huh. Annie hadn’t quite thought of that part, and they had both seemed like good ideas right up until then. [color= skyblue]“Yeah, well… obviously it would be like privately rente- this is all hypothetically speaking,” [/color] She interrupted herself to make sure to clarify, [color= skyblue]“I think you’re just thinking way too much into the finer details,” [/color] Annie claimed in a joking-defensiveness.
[color= skyblue]“I think you have the… general understanding of the purpose, yes,” [/color] She responded after his questioning and judgemental tone, but it was okay, because she had come prepared with her reasonings to justify this act. With being in the foster system for the majority of her life, then her divorcing parents, even now after the incident hours before, and amongst many other things, Annie continuously felt a loss of control of things that happened in her life. In Annie’s mind, this was a solution. Or, at least, a temporary break from this pattern. Yes, maybe jumping off a cliff meant she would be completely out of control, but it was of her own accord, without people’s permission and influence like it should have been on the other side of the border. That, and the fact that she was just mad, and this seemed like a better way to get that out. [color= skyblue]“See I knew you would be-” [/color] She started, ready to argue against him - though certainly not in as much as detail - but it was interrupted by his agreement with the idea which took her by a surprise she didn’t have time to show since soon enough they were making their way up the cliff.
After mild to moderate complaints from Annie about the hike she hadn’t considered it would take to get up to the top, they finally made it to the hut at the edge of the cliff people were taking off from. [color= skyblue]“Don’t flatter yourself too much, Montoya, you really were just available at the time of asking,” [/color] She told him, her eyes only on the front of the line they had quickly joined, then down at the clipboard with the form she started filling out. [color= skyblue]“So surely since, you know, it was my idea, shouldn’t I be the one asking you that question?” [/color] Then Annie finally turned and held out the pen to him, [color= skyblue]“Are you, as you so dramatically put it, willing to ‘risk your life with me’?”[/color] She asked back, purposefully copying his tone of voice when she did so.
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