<div class="floatleft">(http://24.media.tumblr.com/f10190ed2e62e875a4f008a190b6b500/tumblr_mgbcs36gwK1rhenwho1_500.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name: </strong></td><td>Adriaana Vos</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Monica's House, the Kitchen</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td>Cassandra and Monica</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td>Explaining her day</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Tagging:</strong> </td><td>Cassandra and Monica</td></tr></tbody></table><br/>Adriaana knew something was wrong immediately given Monica's reaction.  She had been staying in her house for two weeks now and there had never been any problems between the two of them, there certainly hadn't been any reason for Monica to get so serious with her like this, thus it was with a rather heavy heart that Adriaana set her cookie back down on her plate and turned her chair around to directly face Monica.  She set both hands in her lap and looked into the woman's eyes as requested.<br/><br/>Adriaana listened closely to Monica's speech.  She wasn't really sure just what she had done wrong, which made the period of silence actually all the more unbearable.  Not even knowing what she had done wrong, other than that it had upset Monica was so hard to deal with.  Then when it came out that she had simply called her by the wrong name it was so strange.  It was true that Monica was certainly a good mother, but all the same Adriaana just couldn't help but think of her almost as more of a big sister than a mother.  She was so... different from Adriaana's mother that it was hard to even think of the two sharing the same title.<br/><br/>It was true however that Adriaana had been told that she was to refer to Monica as Miss Monica, and Adriaana had broken that rule.  She hadn't meant it, but it was just so easy to think of Monica as a friend.<br/><br/>When told that she would have to go stand in the corner, Adriaana was mortified.  She was going to be punished like she were a five year old in front of Cassandra.  Still though, she would rather take the embarrassing punishment and be able to move on rather than upset Monica even more.  "I'm sorry."  She began, dropping her head slightly.  "I understand Miss Monica, and I was wrong."  She continued before she did indeed stand up and walk over to the corner, not even thinking about the cookie she was missing anymore.