It had been... really dry on the gossip scene for months now, at least if you were Kennedy and your gossip scene consisted of news from the Hellmouth. In point of fact there hadn't been much of anything at all since some brief rumblings of a demon nest six weeks ago, and some vague and weird thing about a fast-food joint the month before that (and
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Needless to say, she was somewhere between shell-shocked and starry-eyed by the time they arrived at Kennedy's building. Sookie kept staring out windows, eyes wide, and was trying really hard not to just burst with excitement at random New Yorkers. This was why poor Bobby had gotten stuck with the luggage. Because Sookie was having a squee attack.
"Oh my goodness, we're so high up," Sookie breathed as she peered at the floor number on the elevator again, then scurried over to knock on the door she really, really hoped was Kennedy's. She hadn't double-checked with her special sense because frankly New York had already started to give her a little bit of a headache. SO MANY PEOPLE.
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"Not quite high enough to be the penthouse suite," he observed. "But just about. Sweet."
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She hadn't thought to warn Sookie about the SO MANY PEOPLE, but she took the population density completely for granted. Sorry, Sookie.
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It hadn't even been that long for her, really. "Hi! Your city is so pretty! How are you?"
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