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Sydney's hand was lingering on the phone. Her mind was waging a war inside her numb body. To call or not to call... the indefinite question.
Sighing, she put the phone back in its cradle, and went off to take a shower.
"Whatever's up with Vaughn," She thought, "I really can't do anything about. He's lost in his own fucked up world."
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Re-energized from his nap, J.S. had showered and was settling down into his apartment, watching mindless reality TV.
Strew across the coffee table in front of him was various things that he needed in order to perform his job as well as he should.
While the table was a neat little mess within itself, the rest of the apartment was spotless and clean, with no sign of anyone ever living in it. For his line of work, this was a good thing, because it might possibly throw off any "enemy" spies.
The clock on the side table flipped to midnight, and the man decided that there was nothing else he could do until morning-when he met with his associate.
****
The blow dryer was faithfully doing its job, when suddenly the power shut off throughout the house.
Cursing under her breath, Sydney went to light a candle so that she could see something in the apartment. Feeling her way around furniture, she was surprised and relieved when the lights flashed back on. Going back to the hair dryer, Sydney finished drying her hair, then pulled it back into a ponytail. Switching off the bathroom light, she carefully walked to her bed, sinking in gratefully.
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I hope this is good enough to tide you over... of course, if you hit that little review button on the bottom left hand corner of your screen, I might be a little more anxious to write some more...
Sydney's hand was lingering on the phone. Her mind was waging a war inside her numb body. To call or not to call... the indefinite question.
Sighing, she put the phone back in its cradle, and went off to take a shower.
"Whatever's up with Vaughn," She thought, "I really can't do anything about. He's lost in his own fucked up world."
****
Re-energized from his nap, J.S. had showered and was settling down into his apartment, watching mindless reality TV.
Strew across the coffee table in front of him was various things that he needed in order to perform his job as well as he should.
While the table was a neat little mess within itself, the rest of the apartment was spotless and clean, with no sign of anyone ever living in it. For his line of work, this was a good thing, because it might possibly throw off any "enemy" spies.
The clock on the side table flipped to midnight, and the man decided that there was nothing else he could do until morning-when he met with his associate.
****
The blow dryer was faithfully doing its job, when suddenly the power shut off throughout the house.
Cursing under her breath, Sydney went to light a candle so that she could see something in the apartment. Feeling her way around furniture, she was surprised and relieved when the lights flashed back on. Going back to the hair dryer, Sydney finished drying her hair, then pulled it back into a ponytail. Switching off the bathroom light, she carefully walked to her bed, sinking in gratefully.
~~~~
I hope this is good enough to tide you over... of course, if you hit that little review button on the bottom left hand corner of your screen, I might be a little more anxious to write some more...