( at this early hour in the morning, she should be on the roof, going through a routine that's as old as she can remember. sitting there. letting her head clear. working out before work. and her muscles would normally twitch to move and get out and away from her own thoughts before they get too loud.
but she catches sight of something before any of that can happen: a notebook, one that she's been neglecting for months, like some odd little inside joke. yeah. it's there. it's hers. it doesn't really matter.
it's got something added to it
and in this moment, it does matter.
so it takes a few minutes before she replies, because she's busy scanning pages for whatever's left, whatever little message she decided didn't matter back then. )
No. Should probably talk to his brother first. Let him know. I'll be back soon.
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but she catches sight of something before any of that can happen: a notebook, one that she's been neglecting for months, like some odd little inside joke. yeah. it's there. it's hers. it doesn't really matter.
it's got something added to it
and in this moment, it does matter.
so it takes a few minutes before she replies, because she's busy scanning pages for whatever's left, whatever little message she decided didn't matter back then. )
No. Should probably talk to his brother first. Let him know. I'll be back soon.