Apr 15, 2009 22:14
"I was in Philadelphia. There was a storm, and I was out during the day - something I was not completely comfortable with yet. I knew standing in the rain would attract attention, so I ducked into a little half-empty diner. My eyes were dark enough that no one would notice them, though this meant I was thirsty, and that worried me a little.
"She was there - expecting me, naturally." He chuckled once. "She hopped down from the high stool at the counter as soon as I walked in and came directly toward me."
- Eclipse // SMeyer
She'd been coming to this diner every day for a week. A new dress every day, her hair nice, orders the same coffee every day and never drinks a sip. It's her prop and she plays her part well. The waitress doesn't bother her, just a quick "okay, dear?" and refills her cup.
A week, she sits there, all day, book in hand and she reads it over and over again. A week passes and she still doesn't stop coming. The staff murmurs and wonders what she's waiting for.
Today, dressed in yellow, with a yellow band in her hair, Alice smiles, slow and feline.
She turns the page of her book (Sense and Sensibility) and waits.