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Suite 138: Steph attempts to sneak out.
May. 24th, 2006 03:50 pmIt's nearly 3am. And Steph can't sleep.
And she can't do anything else, either, because there's a stupid brother camped out on her couch, and he's locked the windows somehow, and -
- wait, his breathing's steady and regular. That means he's sleeping, right? And he can't have locked the door, because Ed needs to use that too. Even if he shouldn't be either.
She slips out of bed silently and slides her feet into her Robin boots - best for sneaking. Pyjamas'll have to do for the rest, though - her wardrobe doors squeak sometimes.
And she's just a shadow, as she glides through the main room towards the front door, one ear cocked towards the figure on the couch.
And she can't do anything else, either, because there's a stupid brother camped out on her couch, and he's locked the windows somehow, and -
- wait, his breathing's steady and regular. That means he's sleeping, right? And he can't have locked the door, because Ed needs to use that too. Even if he shouldn't be either.
She slips out of bed silently and slides her feet into her Robin boots - best for sneaking. Pyjamas'll have to do for the rest, though - her wardrobe doors squeak sometimes.
And she's just a shadow, as she glides through the main room towards the front door, one ear cocked towards the figure on the couch.
