Room 221, Saturday morning

[gobrookeyourself]

t was a very calm, very collected Brooke that was packing up her closet, looking all the world like a woman who had just decided to change her entire life. Because, of course, she had.

She was even smiling when she went to answer the knock at the door.

Jaina	Jaina looked at her dear dear twin sister in surprise when she saw her. "You look... different," she noticed.
Brooke	"I've been making some changes," Brooke said, inviting her in and closing the door behind her. "I've been meaning to talk to you about it, but... I've decided to leave the convent."
Jaina	She tried not to look too shocked, but the habit hanging half-over the side of the trash can was a pretty good clue that Brooke was serious. "But why?" she wondered. "It was your whole life after the mess with-"
Brooke	"I know, once you've had your life turned upside down after your modeling career was ended by mobsters and you've had to give up your heroin-addicted baby up for adoption, you're a little limited on where to turn," Brooke agreed. "And it was hard for me, but I'm finally in a place where I can start new again, without anti-depressants." And it still made more sense than her recent canon.
Jaina	"What are you going to do now?" After all, once you spent your life away from your sister because you had thought you were just mortal enemies who had been switched at birth until you found out you were really twins separated at birth, you tended to care deeply about their well-being.
Brooke	"I'm looking for my own place in town- I think one of the mansions is available- and I'm starting a new job at Caritas!" Brooke was probably far too excited about this, but there really wasn't a lot going on in ye olde nunnery, you know?
Jaina	"Congratulations, Brooke," Jaina said, only partly meaning it. She would be much happier for her if it wasn't for all the jealousy she was having to damp down. "I'm really glad you're turning things around for yourself."
Brooke	"Thanks, Jaina," Brooke smiled, and coughed.
Jaina	"Are you sick?" Jaina asked. Brooke never got sick, she was very healthy, after all. When she wasn't in heroin withdrawal.
Brooke	"No, I'm fine," she said, waving it off. "Just a cough. What did you come to see me about, anyway?"
Jaina	"Oh, I don't remember," Jaina lied. "You know what, I need to be getting back. Congratulations again."
Brooke	"Thanks," Brooke said happily as she saw Jaina off. Was she coming down with a headache?

[Mostly establishy, though can be open if you don't mind some SP.]