Midnight [ONGOING]

Jan 8th, 5:21 am

Him | Her | Dylan | Claire | Claire's Father

"He-"

"Stranger!"

"I thought I told you to stay away?"

"Shhhhh."

"Why are you whispering?"

"So that no one knows I'm here?"

"And where is this 'here' exactly?"

"Outside someone's house?"

"And why are you there? Do you know the people who live there?"

"I'm here on business and yes I know them."

"Then shouldn't you be inside the house and not hiding somewhere outside it?"

"Were you happy to hear from me at such an ungodly hour?"

"No."

"Do you think they'll be happy to see me at this time?"

"Good point. Shouldn't you just leave then?"

"No. Like I told you I'm here on business."

"What kind of business?"

"People say karma's a bitch. Well they forgot about me being one too. I'm not going to wait for karma to act up."

"You're on a revenge mission?"

"Yes."

"At five thirty in the morning?"

"Yes."

"Outside someone's house, ready to sneak in?"

"I called you after I snuck out actually."

"So, you're waiting for the person to wake up?"

"Yes."

"Who in their right mind would wake up this early?"

"Either someone like me, who has a revenge mission to accomplish or someone like them who is obsessed with their looks and takes an entire hour and a half to get ready."

"Okay."

"And someone like you too."

"Someone like me?"

"Yeah, someone who's got nothing better to do than attending a random stranger's call."

"I've got loads of stuff to do, you don't have to worry about it."

"I'm sure you do..."

"Why'd you call me anyway."

"I was bored waiting, duh!"

"Am I the only person on your contact list?"

"No."

"Then why would you call me and not someone else?"

"Cuz I'm outside the other person's home? Wouldn't want them to know I'm the one doing this now, would we?"