seven o'clock rolls around. it's actually more like ten after when she knocks, having had to look for a place to park her scooter.
as promised, she ate. she's adapted to nearly raw meat now. it doesn't do much but it takes the edge off. it's enough. she texted alexander, having made a habit of visiting him, telling him she was busy tonight. maybe it'd be a good idea not to for a bit anyway. the echo she received from him is still fresh in her mind.
the door to his place is familiar, but there's a newness thanks to her amplified senses of sound and smell. she's partly distracted by it, not quite looking at anything while she waits for him to open the door. ]
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[ and that's that.
seven o'clock rolls around. it's actually more like ten after when she knocks, having had to look for a place to park her scooter.
as promised, she ate. she's adapted to nearly raw meat now. it doesn't do much but it takes the edge off. it's enough. she texted alexander, having made a habit of visiting him, telling him she was busy tonight. maybe it'd be a good idea not to for a bit anyway. the echo she received from him is still fresh in her mind.
the door to his place is familiar, but there's a newness thanks to her amplified senses of sound and smell. she's partly distracted by it, not quite looking at anything while she waits for him to open the door. ]