More WIP

Eris disolved into tears. She had to get away from that computer with that stupid girls. Name on it. She got her shoes on as quickly as her waterlogged eyes would allow then headed downstairs wiping her face with the long sleeve work shirt she hadn't removed. Calliope was still in the kitchen and the kettle whistled as she walked past.

"Would you like a spot of tea dear sister?" She called out to her in a barely passable English accent.

Eris didn't even break her stride and reached for her coat, "No I would not, I'm going out and you are not Brittish you twit."


Unedited....still coming through :)