Mary sighed and sat down on the couch. It was a small couch but she still had to climb up to get on it comfortably. Her home was a small one bedroom apartment, but it was at least her own. She decorated sparsely, a few stuffed animals here and there and a throw pillow or two. Her taste was mish-mashed with what was cheap and easy to get home.

"I didn't make a mistake." She didn't want to try to pawn off the responsibility she felt for how she acted. "And it's not your fault you were curious. I told you about it. It's only right to wonder. I did too. I wondered what you would find and when I found out, I was very sure you wouldn't want to talk to me any more." Water just wasn't cutting it here, she'd have to go grocery shopping soon and get something else. Water just shouldn't taste this bitter. But perhaps it was simply her feeling making everything taste disgusting right now.

"I wish I hadn't acted that way, but I didn't know any better. When I was a star I got what I wanted when I wanted and no one ever argued with me." Now, now everyday felt like she was battling something or someone, whether it be the washer or the land lady. "I know I did bad things, and I try every day to over come them." And poor Gen, what could she have done to upset any one? Mousy thing that she was. People probably stepped all over her all the time.