New York City, Wednesday Evening
Eve was used to the whole alternate universe weekend thing, after two years at Fandom. So when the third weekend was just about due to roll around, she wasn't terribly surprised. And when it happened, she wasn't herself to care, anyway. And then when it was over, she'd been too shocked and numb to really deal.
So now it was Wednesday, a few days after the fact.
And the reality of the weekend hit her on the drive home from work.
She barely managed to get back to her apartment and safely inside before she started shaking. She locked the door behind her and went to slump down on the couch.
It wasn't like she hadn't killed anybody before, but that'd been different. That'd been to protect herself and/or Savannah. This? Had... not even been her.
[Open for phone calls, visits, emails, and whatnot! For a couple in particular but anybody's welcome!]
So now it was Wednesday, a few days after the fact.
And the reality of the weekend hit her on the drive home from work.
She barely managed to get back to her apartment and safely inside before she started shaking. She locked the door behind her and went to slump down on the couch.
It wasn't like she hadn't killed anybody before, but that'd been different. That'd been to protect herself and/or Savannah. This? Had... not even been her.
[Open for phone calls, visits, emails, and whatnot! For a couple in particular but anybody's welcome!]