An Angel Or Something Like It

[maggie_of_the_owls]

It's with a small sigh of relief that Anna leaves the house. She loves her mother, really she does, but she can get so overprotective sometimes.
...This is not the front yard of her childhood home. Nor any kind of outdoors. Instead, it seems to be some kind of bar, although one with no television displaying a sport over the bar. Nor a bartender. And is that window over there displaying exploding stars? Ooookay. Giant high-def television playing exploding stars rather than sports. Or, more likely, some kind of prank by one of her mother's siblings.
"Uncle James? Aunt Ariel?" she calls. "Come on, I've had a rough day. Now is really not the time."
Silence.
Well, it's a bar. Maybe she's meant to go up to the bar.
She goes up to the bar. There don't seem to be any bottles behind it.
Probably not James or Ariel, then. They'd make a bar that looked more like an actual bar, if they were doing something like this.
"...Hello?" she calls again.

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[maggie_of_the_owls]

"It was entirely understandable. I'm sorry for prompting it." And she turns and walks out the door.
"...I swear I had no idea any of that would happen when I invited her in," Anna says after a stunned pause.

[jovahs_heiress]

"I believe you."

[maggie_of_the_owls]

"Are you okay?"

[jovahs_heiress]

"As far as I know."

[maggie_of_the_owls]

"If she says she doesn't know anything about you besides what you told her then she almost certainly doesn't. If she had violated your privacy she might have dodged the issue to make you feel better but I can think of too many half-truths she might have used for it to be likely that she outright lied."

[jovahs_heiress]

"As you say. And of course if I were harmed the only responsible thing to do would be to sit here rather than dare open the door and make it worse, so."

[maggie_of_the_owls]

"Are you saying you're planning on camping out here forever? ...Or just until there's no one else here, I don't need space-folding bar time seriously and it would be rude to make you wait after what just happened."

[jovahs_heiress]

"Well, I was planning to stay here a while, at least, especially if the bar can accept my credit -"

I can.

"- which she can, and longer if I'm worried about letting something I shouldn't into my world."

[maggie_of_the_owls]

"Okay. I guess I'll probably finish my delicious blue thing and then go, I guess."

[jovahs_heiress]

"I apologize for my part in the - events."

[maggie_of_the_owls]

"The worst I ended up suffering was some minor awkwardness, but thank you anyway." She finishes her blue thing, and leaves.

[jovahs_heiress]

And Isabella lingers in the bar a while longer, but eventually also goes home.