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X slips inside from the lake area, pulling on a pair of black fingerless gloves. Her other set is in the wash; the blood eventually makes the fabric stiff enough to be uncomfortable.
After obtaining soup and a sandwich from Bar (in addition to a few newspapers and two books), X settles at her preferred corner table, carefully positioned so that she can see almost all of the room. Particularly the doors.
Even if she also has one eye on her newspapers. And her food.
It is safer that way.
After obtaining soup and a sandwich from Bar (in addition to a few newspapers and two books), X settles at her preferred corner table, carefully positioned so that she can see almost all of the room. Particularly the doors.
Even if she also has one eye on her newspapers. And her food.
It is safer that way.