Annalise: Houston and the Halloween Costume
She was still squinting one eye rubbing the spot she'd been bonked on the head. "Eh, I have worse, like when my math book feel off the shelf, very similar." she pulled the scrunchy from her hair and pocketed it, to keep her hair from having added pressure to the spot and she paused in mid movement.
"Oh, Houston, no...that is not a good word." she said with a shake of her head. "Its, lame because its something that's directed at people, who's only difference from us is the color of skin." his dad did not sound like a very nice person. "Apparently parents came be wrong, I mean they are old so..." she shrugged her shoulders.