"Okay, even if I was a Debbie Downer— which, who knows, maybe I am these days, for all I know— you're the one who decided to stop by here and chat with me, so maybe you're just a glutton for punishment. Either that, or you're secretly moody and broody inside, just misery wanting company," Sookie concluded with a huff, feigning indignation as her nose wrinkled. Truthfully, though, she was starting to wonder if she'd been too much of a burden on people lately. Neil wouldn't have kicked her out even if she was sobbing every single day, but that didn't mean that she was any more positive of an influence, either on his mood, or on the girls.

"Anyway, on the bright side, I'm not drinking about it anymore. That's an improvement, right?" She sighed, resting her cheek in her palm.