Apparently, it's much more difficult to acquire funds that were once yours than it is to procure a place of residence you once occupied. [But she'd done it, after weeks of arguing with bank officials and filling out paperwork and going through motions.
And now she was realizing her former self had been fairly successful. Her 'old' job had eagerly
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Roxanne! Hey!
Sure, we can talk. We're like friends...right? [There's a slight amount of doubt. She was getting to trust Roxanne in the past, but the loss of memories - if that's what it is - is kinda confusing.]
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I'd like to be, yes.
Were you ever at my apartment when I was here before?
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No. I wasn't. You came to see me at the hostel, once. Or...I mean...a Roxanne. Sorry, It's confusing. Like, some kind of crazy time travel, like going back...to the future, or something.
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Would you mind terribly swinging by if I gave you directions? I've got some questions, and since you seem to have been familiar with Megamind, I'd like to talk to you about a few things.
[Namely, why she has a storage unit in her name with a battle suit in it, and also why there seems to be a room in this apartment that looks to have been his.]
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[She rattles off some directions.]
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It takes like a few minutes to get up there. Is it a good time, now?
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[The sooner the better, in Roxanne's mind.]
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[She knocks first, then thinks to look for a bell or buzzer.]
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Hey, Stormer.
[The apartment hasn’t changed since last time. It’s furnished in her favored colors of burnished reds and blacks, the floors are hardwood, and all appliances are modern. The foyer opens to her living room with her dining room off to the left. A stereo system is next to her TV, and a plush maroon microfiber couch is scattered with more paperwork.]
Come on in, have a seat. [She hurries to gather her papers.]
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[Stormer smiles at Roxanne, then looks into the apartment, before stepping inside.]
Nice place! My bungalow had floors like this. [Her place at the hostel feels more like a dorm room, to her.]
[Stormer makes her way over to the couch, and sits. She shrugs off the field jacket she had worn.]
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[She smiles, then gestures.]
Do you want anything to eat or drink? I've got coffee, tea...snacks, if you're interested.
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[She headed into the kitchen and reached to pull down the filter and grounds, fussing with the pot until there was the distinct noises of a pot brewing.]
Yeah. Same thing I did back home. It's nice, having something similar to do. It's a good little niche for me while I'm here.
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I guess I lucked out in that I was here before, since I've got the whole apartment thing and job worked out.
At least, until I can go back home.
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