Piecing it together (for bigkitty75)
"No, I am telling you, Gus, he was trying to put you on. No giant mutant cockroach by the name of Kyle has ever lived in this building. At least none that ever introduced himself properly to me." Shawn shakes his head and rattles on the door, frowing when the key is firmly stuck in the lock. "That actually sounds familiar. Was that door broken back then as well?"
With some effort he pushes it open and steps inside, taking a quick look around. The flat is empty, nobody's been living here for years. The wallpaper hangs from the walls, bright squares color the spots where furniture is no longer and with a surprised sigh Shawn realizes that it actually stings. Alright, so he has never been truly attached to this place but he's been living here for quite some time and this place has been home for him just like the rest of the whole wide world. Finding it so bare and empty leaves a bitter taste in his mouth and he gets rid of that with a handful of Skittles. They've got work to do after all.
He steps forward, determined, he wants to figure out once and for all how this all happened, how they ended up married ten years ago and what combination of drinks they must have had that he still doesn't know. Hopefully retracing their steps would do enough to trigger his memory.
"Looks bigger now that the big purple wardrobe is gone, don't you think?"
With some effort he pushes it open and steps inside, taking a quick look around. The flat is empty, nobody's been living here for years. The wallpaper hangs from the walls, bright squares color the spots where furniture is no longer and with a surprised sigh Shawn realizes that it actually stings. Alright, so he has never been truly attached to this place but he's been living here for quite some time and this place has been home for him just like the rest of the whole wide world. Finding it so bare and empty leaves a bitter taste in his mouth and he gets rid of that with a handful of Skittles. They've got work to do after all.
He steps forward, determined, he wants to figure out once and for all how this all happened, how they ended up married ten years ago and what combination of drinks they must have had that he still doesn't know. Hopefully retracing their steps would do enough to trigger his memory.
"Looks bigger now that the big purple wardrobe is gone, don't you think?"