(no subject)
It is a normal day. Normal day at work, normal knock-off time, normal coming down the stairs, normal ordering coffee, normal scanning of the bar-proper. Window, tables, people and chairs.
And a door. She takes in a deep breath at the sight of it. It's just a plain, ordinary door but she's never seen it before. That doesn't, however, mean that she doesn't know what it is.
The front door. Her way back to Mexico and Culiacan, where she could-
save my life kill sands
stand and shoot
and save papa but i could not i could i could he made daddy stop
i love him
i don't want to and it's
blood
f
o
r
blood
The door vanishes and, slowly, she lets out her breath again. Still slowly, she sits down and clenches her shaking hands in her lap. If anyone should ask what's wrong, well. For someone who can't lie, she can do it very, very well.
And a door. She takes in a deep breath at the sight of it. It's just a plain, ordinary door but she's never seen it before. That doesn't, however, mean that she doesn't know what it is.
The front door. Her way back to Mexico and Culiacan, where she could-
save my life kill sands
stand and shoot
and save papa but i could not i could i could he made daddy stop
i love him
i don't want to and it's
blood
f
o
r
blood
The door vanishes and, slowly, she lets out her breath again. Still slowly, she sits down and clenches her shaking hands in her lap. If anyone should ask what's wrong, well. For someone who can't lie, she can do it very, very well.