|| test subject #0001

[thinkwportals]

[ Morning; 2235 Stevens Road ]

[ This is not a good morning for Chell. Waking up next to a stranger in a strange place is a recipe for disaster. Nearly as bad as waking up in a relaxation chamber, by her assessment

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Mid-morning

[zombee_slayer]

[Dempsey sighed as he walked out his front door.] Hey sweet-heart! What the hell are you doing?

[thinkwportals]

[ It's a moment before Chell turns to face him, although she has no proper answer for him.

She shrugs, lifting her shoes as though that action might provide some explanation.

If nothing else, she finds his lawn very pleasant to stand in. ]

[zombee_slayer]

[He'll just keep staring at her.] What is that supposed to mean!?

[thinkwportals]

[ Maybe she wasn't as clear as she thought.

Chell rubs the back of her neck with her free hand, not meeting his gaze.

Maybe this was his favorite place to stand, and she has been very rudely occupying it.

To test this theory, Chell takes a step to the side, awaiting his reaction. ]

[zombee_slayer]

[It's the same, and if anythiing she just ended up making him even more confused.] Seriously hotness what are you doing?

[thinkwportals]

[ They are entering a dangerous cycle of confusion here.

It's hard to explain why she's here, and even if she could properly do so, it wouldn't exactly make sense.

Chell appears apologetic, shaking her head slowly as she begins backing off his lawn. ]