Sleeper Awake, Doctor/Rose, pg.
The next time she dreams this world she meets the Detective. He finds her, knocking on her door and looking her up and down. She wears only her dressing gown, feeling no modesty, and he wears leather and a frown. There are stories in the wrinkles around his eyes., 1,613 words
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I really liked this depiction of them - so them, while absolutely capturing that noir twist:
More often Rose goes back to his office with him and eats chips while sitting on his desk. Her legs dangle off the side, shoes off and left on the floor. Her dress rides up and her garters show. The Detective abuses a typewriter while Rose studies the pictures on his walls. Places he's been, places that don't exist in her dark world but yet are still there, right behind his form. For some reason he looks different in all of them.
Of course he would abuse the typewriter, instead of just "type."
Your words are lean and evocative, not unlike this hazy dream world you've created. Really, beautiful.
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I especially liked this:
The Detective smokes. She doesn't particularly like it, but she doesn't say anything. He doesn't say anything when she takes his hand without thinking as they walk along the street together. There's a tenseness to him, she can feel it whenever he's near. It's like he's carrying a invisible weight on his shoulders. But he doesn't pull away.
Thank you for posting!
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