All Around Me Are Familiar Faces
Characters: Fred and Luke
Content: Fred's trying to help Luke break this habit of killing people. Night One.
Warnings: Language?
Fred was in the lobby, as she normally was with a massive volume. She kept going over foreign words and then scribbling them on a piece of paper. She'd look up every once and awhile, but more so out of thought than anything else.
Occasionally she'd pause to think about Luke. She wondered if he was alright upstairs. Not like there was much to get into, but still. He was in a delicate position. It had been a few hours since she'd seen him last anyway.
Fred decided to put the epitome and notebook away and proceeded up the steps. It didn't take her long to get to her room. She knocked lightly on the door. "Luke, it's me." She said, quietly.
Content: Fred's trying to help Luke break this habit of killing people. Night One.
Warnings: Language?
Fred was in the lobby, as she normally was with a massive volume. She kept going over foreign words and then scribbling them on a piece of paper. She'd look up every once and awhile, but more so out of thought than anything else.
Occasionally she'd pause to think about Luke. She wondered if he was alright upstairs. Not like there was much to get into, but still. He was in a delicate position. It had been a few hours since she'd seen him last anyway.
Fred decided to put the epitome and notebook away and proceeded up the steps. It didn't take her long to get to her room. She knocked lightly on the door. "Luke, it's me." She said, quietly.