Lyca bites on her nails - she has lost her job and so she frets. She wants to move, but she wants to scream, and so she stands still.
"Why has the world stabbed me in the back?" she mutters.
With a resigned sigh Lyca picks up the telephone and dials her sistrs number.
"Hey there Anne;" mutters Lyca with a shrug.
"Hey there!" cheers Anne as she smiles. "What has brought you to my phone number today?" she asks.
"I lost my job;" tells Lyca as she shrugs; "Can I board with you?"
"Sure!" cheers Anne as she smiles.
Lyca stops outside of her sisters house and she signs. She wishes she were not desperate enough to ask for a hand-out but she is! Lyca picks up her bag and walks to the front door, she knocks, Anne opens the door.
"Here there!" cheers Lyca.
"Come in!" cheers Anne;
The house is cool and Lyca cheers up immediately.
"Your house has always been so nice!" she exclaims.
"Oh yes;" tells Anne before she ushers her sister to the bedroom.
Lyca places her belongings into the bedroom and then exits to move to the kitchen. Together her and Anne share a cup of tea.
"It is so strange you not having a job;" tells Anne with a smile. "What happened?"
"My performance was too low;" tells Lyca as she shrugs; "I thought I was doing well, but obviously not!" she exclaims.
"Obviously!" cheers Anne with a smile. "It is a drag when things don't work out;" she adds. "But I am here;"
"Thankyou;" tells Lyca as she grins. "I am glad you are my sister;" she adds before she relaxes with her cup of tea;
