Jan 03, 2010 02:03
[there is sniffling but it is mostly blocked out by the sound of Manhattan traffic]
Mmlost
[someone else can now be heard. a stranger asking if Andromache is "OK". she doesn't know who they are, so she shuffles away quickly and soon they cannot be heard anymore.]
I don't like it here.
[nervously~]
Can, um, can someone come get me?
...
Hrrrmmmm.
...
Soon?