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[tsunslut]

*Like promised, Len is sitting on the steps right outside the dairy. She has a glass of wine in one hand as she casually keeps a look out for anyone to come near her. To anyone not accustomed to the glare of bloodlust Len would simply look like she's relaxing in a rather strange location. But to people that do understand that look in her eyes? Yes

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[vertulpen]

[He'd been slowly riding through the town for a good part of the day, completely unfamiliar with the place and still half-convinced that this was just one of his stranger and more realistic dreams.

Luckily, there had been an old bike in the garage; it was a mess, but he'd managed to make it ride-able, used to them as he was. Holland had seen some other stores and places, so when he sees the dairy he simply slows the bike a little to look, for now only curious on this fact-finding mission of his.

It wasn't as if he'd never done that before; Thing was, it usually had involved his beloved sailing ships, not a bicycle. He doesn't even notice the girl at first.]

[tsunslut]

*Len crosses her legs and takes another sip of wine before addressing Holland.*

My my, what a brave man you are... or is it idiocy?

[vertulpen]

[. . . was somebody talking? He slows the bike a little more, eyes narrowed in concentration. Oh. Holland shook his head with an acerbic laugh to himself. The preteen girl up ahead on the sidewalk, drinking from what looked like a wineglass only made him believe the delusion of a dream even more. What in all of Europe had he been doing before he fell asleep? ]]

. . . Huh.

[And then he very conspicuously starts pedaling to other side of the road. She gave off a vibe that Holland was sure he wanted to avoid. If she popped up in his dream again later, maybe he'd ask her to share the drink.]

[tsunslut]

*Fortunately for him, she is popping up in his dream again. She's teleported to the other side of the road to meet him.*

How rude. You shouldn't ignore a lady when she speaks to you.

[vertulpen]

[O. . .kay. Reluctantly, he easily steps off the bike, stopping it at the same time. It was clear he'd done the same thing hundreds, thousands of time.]

You should make sure somebody knows you're talking to them.