Rock in the House | Danielle
Sept 20, 2016 22:15:28 GMT -5
Post by Drake Lane on Sept 20, 2016 22:15:28 GMT -5
It was just the way things were going to be. He couldn't understand why Dani was so focused on being the best and she couldn't understand his lack of understanding. Maybe the two of them really were that different. Drake didn't like to think about it like that but it certainly seemed to be the case. Going to the Olympics, winning, being the best in the world, it was all super important to her. Sticking together, watching out for each other, well he guessed that stuff wasn't.
It was a bit of a disappointment. Drake loved his sister and on the one hand he wanted her to go out and live her dreams but on the other it was kind of a sucker punch that she wasn't even thinking about how he felt about the situation. That said, what was he supposed to do? Not knowing the answer he did what he usually did in these situations and backed off. "Alright, I get it." He said as he tried and didn't exactly succeed in driving the disappointment completely from his voice. "Who knows, maybe things will change."
It was better not to think about it. It was better to change the subject and put it out of his mind. He didn't want to think about his sister running off to chase her dreams so he wouldn't. For now things were still the same more or less and he didn't want to change that. "Come on," He said as he put on the happy, couldn't-care-less, face that he worse so well. "Let's see what mom's got us for dinner. I'm starving and her food is at least one thing we can agree on."
It was a bit of a disappointment. Drake loved his sister and on the one hand he wanted her to go out and live her dreams but on the other it was kind of a sucker punch that she wasn't even thinking about how he felt about the situation. That said, what was he supposed to do? Not knowing the answer he did what he usually did in these situations and backed off. "Alright, I get it." He said as he tried and didn't exactly succeed in driving the disappointment completely from his voice. "Who knows, maybe things will change."
It was better not to think about it. It was better to change the subject and put it out of his mind. He didn't want to think about his sister running off to chase her dreams so he wouldn't. For now things were still the same more or less and he didn't want to change that. "Come on," He said as he put on the happy, couldn't-care-less, face that he worse so well. "Let's see what mom's got us for dinner. I'm starving and her food is at least one thing we can agree on."
