"Where'd you go? And how'd you calm him down?"
"Look, Emma. I'm sorry. All it took was a talk with the monster."
She looks at Douglas like her eyes could kill.
"I talked to you. Why didn't you stop then?"
"I was in a state where I couldn't hear nor see clearly. I'm sorry."
"Sorry's not going to help. I could've been killed...by you, Douglas! You will be my undoing!"
He nodds and looks down at his feet.
"Where were you, guys, for the past a half an hour anyway?"
"We were..." Douglas looks back at Emma.
"He was in the lobby, cleaning after himself and I was looking for you." I save him.
"Yet, you both walk in here at the same time. That's a funny coincidence."
TO BE FUCKING CONTINUED...
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The Ice.
RandomA story about a girl who tries to avoid relationships and love. She encounters many events about her past and of what she actually is.
