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The persistent knocking at Gil's front door interrupted his sleep.
"I'm coming." he yelled. He flung the door open and was about to launch into a tirade about how important his job was and the need for sleep when he stopped himself. Catherine stood there wide eyed. Her hair was in a messy ponytail and her overall appearance looked thrown together.
"Hey." She said, pushing her way in.
He closed the door. "Hey."
Catherine was already in his kitchen going through his drawers. "Where are your scissors?"
Gil was confused. "What?"
"Scissors?"
"Desk."
Catherine walked to the desk, snatched the scissors and waltzed in the bathroom.
"What do you need those for?" he asked following her.
She took her hair out of the ponytail. It was uneven in a lot of places. Catherine started cutting away.
"What happened?"
She laughed mirthlessly. "You wouldn't believe me if I told you."
"Try me."
She stopped cutting and gave him a look. "Eddie and I had an argument." She started cutting again. "He cut my hair when I was asleep."
"He cut your hair when you were asleep?" Gil repeated. "You don't seem very upset."
Catherine checked herself out in the mirror. "I drove around for an hour before I came here." She looked at him. "Mind if I crash on your couch?"
"No. I'll take the couch, you take the bed."
She smiled. "Thanks."
Gil gave her a big t-shirt and sweats to sleep in. He lay down on the couch and closed his eyes. A few minutes later, he heard Catherine fix herself a drink in the kitchen.
"Catherine?"
"Yeah."
"Call me next time." Then he smiled. "I could have had a woman over."
Catherine laughed all the way down the hall.