Stephanie Brown (
alwaysroomforhope) wrote2006-02-10 01:27 am
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Suite 138: Conversations
Steph's sprawled on the couch, watching Wendy the Werewolf Stalker - old episodes, but they're always good for a re-run. There is popcorn nearby. Also, chocolate.
And the door's invitingly open, spilling sound and light into the corridor. Stop by, if you're passing. Her flatmate's randomly vanished, and she could always use company.
And the door's invitingly open, spilling sound and light into the corridor. Stop by, if you're passing. Her flatmate's randomly vanished, and she could always use company.
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"Thanks. It will mean a lot, You're..." He can't make himself say "like a daughter" even now. "You're one of the best."
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"I know. No one else can run like me." LEt's try being silly, he thinks.
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She shows no signs of letting go.
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"Never mind that. If you need your room painted in ten minutes, you'll have to ask some other metahuman."
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But for now, he just holds her, and lets her cope.