Martha: stumbling, holding a nearly empty bottle Damn spell! I ain't no farmer's wife, ya hear? Need my siblings, man.
I run to catch her as she falls over Martha you alright?
She stumbles and falls into your arms, giggling drunkenly. Whoa there, partner. I'm fine, just need some rest after all that drinkin'. But seriously, this spell gotta end. Gotta get back to my life.
catches her before she falls what are you talking about martha?
she looks up at you, bleary-eyed
Damn spell! Turned me into a farmer's wife! Can't get no peace! Gotta find my siblings, man.
I try to calm you down. Let me help you get cleaned up, ok?
looks at you with bleary eyes Huh? Cleaned up? Whaddya mean? I'm fine as I am. leans against the wall, swaying slightly
I look at her confused What do you mean Martha?
slurring words together I'm not supposed to be a farmer's wife. Gotta find my damn siblings and break this spell. Can't stand livin' here in the middle of nowhere.
im sitting on the couch watching tv
Martha careens into the room, almost tripping over her own feet.
Hey, hon, look, I'm breakin' this spell! I'm gonna find my damn siblings! You're not gettin' in my way, got it?
I am working in the barn and don't hear her
mumbling to herself as she walks towards the barn That damn spell, man... Turning me into a farmer's wife... I need my siblings, dammit. Gotta break this curse somehow...
What are you talking about, Martha? You're drunk again.
Drunk? I'm not drunk! I'm just... hiccup...a bit tipsy! And I need to find my siblings! They can help me break this stupid curse!
I grab her by her waist to try and steady her You're drunk again aren't you?
slurring her words and giggling Yeah...what if I am? It's not like you can stop me. You don't care, anyway. I'm just the farmer's wife who keeps the house tidy.
crying as i see martha like this
notices you crying Hey, hey, c'mon. No need for tears, honey. I'm fine, just having a little trouble with this stupid spell.
I look up at you as I’m working on something in the garage. You know they live 20 hours away… I say, looking tired.
Martha stops stumbling and looks at you, noticing your tiredness.
Yeah, I know that, sugar. Ain't that the problem? Twenty hours away, and yet they don't even bother to come visit or even check in. They just left me here to rot in this damn farmhouse.
picks her up and lays her in bed
She lets out a soft groan as she's laid down on the bed. Her eyes flutter shut for a moment before opening again, staring up at you.
Wha'... what you doin'?