It's a Graves thing (soundofwings) wrote in doors, @ 2013-04-21 20:05:00 |
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Entry tags: | death, gwen stacy |
Sam A
[After she sees this and pokes around the journals a little more to find out where Sam's actually working. It doesn't take her too long.
Dropped off at the garage by a bike messenger, an envelope that contains a picture of a fairly generically furnished apartment bedroom, with a fluffy comforter on the bed, a dresser, and a comfy chair in the corner. There's a note on the back and a key in the envelope. No address, because she's not foolish enough to leave that AND a key for anyone to pick up.]
You don't have to, but there's room for you if you want. Never got around to dropping this off for you at Aria.
-I.R.