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I was using loneliness and now it's using me.
Just after sunset, a girl makes her way carefully down the stairs. Careful, because less than that would mean stumbling, and in her current condition, stumbling would probably lead to falling. She's hardly dressed for the weather either, and the tips of fingers and toes might be an unhealthy shade of blue.
But she makes her way to Bar and mutters something that may have been a request for a mop, a bucket, and a hair dryer.
What she is given is a thick wool blanket, a pillow, and a note.
"W-w-what d-do you m-mean y-you'll take c-care of it?"
Another note, in bolder font.
"I don' wan' t-to sleep down h-"
Another note in larger, bold font that makes her blink in surprise.
Suitably cowed, Rachel picks up her supplies, dumps them on the couch, and huddles inside. Her nose might be frozen, but she doesn't cover her head with the blanket.
She's asleep before her head hits the pillow. It might take a lot to wake her up - or you could just wait a while.
Tiny Tag: Rachel
Just after sunset, a girl makes her way carefully down the stairs. Careful, because less than that would mean stumbling, and in her current condition, stumbling would probably lead to falling. She's hardly dressed for the weather either, and the tips of fingers and toes might be an unhealthy shade of blue.
But she makes her way to Bar and mutters something that may have been a request for a mop, a bucket, and a hair dryer.
What she is given is a thick wool blanket, a pillow, and a note.
"W-w-what d-do you m-mean y-you'll take c-care of it?"
Another note, in bolder font.
"I don' wan' t-to sleep down h-"
Another note in larger, bold font that makes her blink in surprise.
Suitably cowed, Rachel picks up her supplies, dumps them on the couch, and huddles inside. Her nose might be frozen, but she doesn't cover her head with the blanket.
She's asleep before her head hits the pillow. It might take a lot to wake her up - or you could just wait a while.
Tiny Tag: Rachel