Knowing when to quit (2)
"What did I do to deserve this?" Annalise muttered, looking up at the top of the tent.
It was all she could do since Rafael forced her to stay here. She could not hear any more arguments coming from outside and it seemed that everyone had gone back to cheering as the matches started, but here she was, forced to stay inside a tent and not see anything.
Annalise laid flat on the grass instead of using the single chair that was placed for Rafael. She already sat on it, but then she got bored and switched other positions to now end up lying down.
She kicked her foot up and watched her dress fall down her leg. Getting pants was still on her mind. They were much better than dresses and it was about time someone made it normal over here.