Emma Swan was barging in on the mayoral manor; she hadn't seen or spoken to Regina (civilly) in nearly a week. She could take insults, fireballs, even at this point. Plus Emma was just concerned; Regina had even turned away Henry.
"Regina?" No answer from the quiet house. She decided to shift tactics. "Mayor Mills? Your favorite sheriff here." Sarcasm, mostly. "Say, do I come before or after David these days? Regina?" Emma called up the steps to the second floor, and was startled by the Regina that came to the top of the stairs; she was barely recognizable and hardly intimidating enough to be a well Regina. Feet encased only in sheer stockings, cheeks flushed, glass of wine still in hand, and was her shirt buttoned crooked?
"There's no more pesky happiness for you to save me from up here, Miss Swan, I assure you. If you'll allow me to get back to my misery...." Regina took hearty sips from her glass and sat right on the floor with her back propped against the wall, legs crossed at the ankles out in front of her. …show more content…
But she could feel guilty about hurting Regina.
"For the record, actually right at this moment, I do prefer David, come to think of it. At least if he made me miserable it'd be on purpose. You stumbled into ruining everything; how like your mother." They both heard the Evil Queen in her voice. Emma could hear the barbed hurt dripping off her lips like the wine in her hand.
"Regina,
"Regina?" No answer from the quiet house. She decided to shift tactics. "Mayor Mills? Your favorite sheriff here." Sarcasm, mostly. "Say, do I come before or after David these days? Regina?" Emma called up the steps to the second floor, and was startled by the Regina that came to the top of the stairs; she was barely recognizable and hardly intimidating enough to be a well Regina. Feet encased only in sheer stockings, cheeks flushed, glass of wine still in hand, and was her shirt buttoned crooked?
"There's no more pesky happiness for you to save me from up here, Miss Swan, I assure you. If you'll allow me to get back to my misery...." Regina took hearty sips from her glass and sat right on the floor with her back propped against the wall, legs crossed at the ankles out in front of her. …show more content…
But she could feel guilty about hurting Regina.
"For the record, actually right at this moment, I do prefer David, come to think of it. At least if he made me miserable it'd be on purpose. You stumbled into ruining everything; how like your mother." They both heard the Evil Queen in her voice. Emma could hear the barbed hurt dripping off her lips like the wine in her hand.
"Regina,