The carnival had been weird as hell for Hannibal and Andy and they hadn't stayed long after the mirror incident. They were both too freaked out to really enjoy themselves, so it was decided that they should go. But neither of them wanted to go home and be alone. Being freaked out and alone is never a good combination. Hanging out with Muds and Stu
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Stretching out, Murdoc pulls a large shirt on to keep him...herself covered and wanders blearily out to the living room. Where...there are two strangers on the couch.
"What the fuck?!" Goddamnit. And she left the gun back in the bedroom.
"Ok..who the fuck are you? Why the hell are you in my house? If you just wandered in to sleep it off, go wait for the shakes out on the stairs like good junkies. Shit."
Her feet are spaced apart and her eyes are hard and angry to mask the fear. Every indication of being tough as nails despite being half naked and a little frail.
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"Thanks for stayin, Andy...I...thanks." He doesn't know what to say other than that. He's still very tired and with Muds gone, he's a bit sad as well. He rubs at his eyes and curls up a bit, looking lost. "God this sucks..."
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