[She's on edge enough that she wants to beg him to stay right there with her. But it would do them both some good to make sure no one is out there. It would do Miss Toni some good too, because Chrissy doesn't want anything happening to her either. She's too kind and good to let something bad happen to.
As Johnnie makes his way outside, Chrissy bites at her lip and stays acutely focused on stirring. It's right as he lets the door close behind him that a heavy wind sweeps through the area, rattling the windows. That makes her gasp, and she abandons the spoon on the side of the stove so she can run over to the front windows and peek outside. She can't see anything there, but she's so deeply focused on keeping an eye on Johnnie that Miss Toni calling out to her makes her flinch and jump.]
Get back here, now. Come stir and focus on this.
[Chrissy sighs and pushes her way out of the booth she's crouched in, and makes her way back to the kitchen to keep working. It's probably better that she's paying attention to the food.
Outside, there's absolutely nothing to be seen. There's a strong, hot breeze every few seconds. But no sign of a storm. Carried on the wind is the sound close to a snarl or a growl, but it's easy to assume it's just one of those tricks that nature can play on the ear. Whenever Johnnie turns to head back in, the breeze sounds remarkably close to heavy breathing. And it definitely will feel like there's hot breath on the back of his neck. But if he turns around, nothing's there at all.
Chrissy is quick to once again abandon her spoon when she hears him come inside. The feeling of being watched and stalked is only getting stronger, and she just wants him in close to her. But she doesn't get to walk over toward him, as her arm is grabbed by Miss Toni, and she's given the spoon and the pot she's stirring is pointed to once again.]
Stir.
[Good at being obedient, Chrissy does what she's told but still glances back so she can see Johnnie.]
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As Johnnie makes his way outside, Chrissy bites at her lip and stays acutely focused on stirring. It's right as he lets the door close behind him that a heavy wind sweeps through the area, rattling the windows. That makes her gasp, and she abandons the spoon on the side of the stove so she can run over to the front windows and peek outside. She can't see anything there, but she's so deeply focused on keeping an eye on Johnnie that Miss Toni calling out to her makes her flinch and jump.]
Get back here, now. Come stir and focus on this.
[Chrissy sighs and pushes her way out of the booth she's crouched in, and makes her way back to the kitchen to keep working. It's probably better that she's paying attention to the food.
Outside, there's absolutely nothing to be seen. There's a strong, hot breeze every few seconds. But no sign of a storm. Carried on the wind is the sound close to a snarl or a growl, but it's easy to assume it's just one of those tricks that nature can play on the ear. Whenever Johnnie turns to head back in, the breeze sounds remarkably close to heavy breathing. And it definitely will feel like there's hot breath on the back of his neck. But if he turns around, nothing's there at all.
Chrissy is quick to once again abandon her spoon when she hears him come inside. The feeling of being watched and stalked is only getting stronger, and she just wants him in close to her. But she doesn't get to walk over toward him, as her arm is grabbed by Miss Toni, and she's given the spoon and the pot she's stirring is pointed to once again.]
Stir.
[Good at being obedient, Chrissy does what she's told but still glances back so she can see Johnnie.]
Did you find anything?