Jul. 19th, 2010 at 5:31 PM
Their number had finally come up at Morningstar with a little help from Miss Vale, and they had another apartment. It was as small as the last one easily, but it was clean and bright and there wasn't anything - wrong - that she could tell right away. He was normal. She was normal. At least for the time being. It was their first night, so it was kinda hard to tell.
She curled up next to him on the gray Ikea sofa she'd bought on her credit card and plopped a box of rice crispy treats in between them. "Are you hungry?" she asked him. "Well, for something other than these. I bought groceries. I could cook."
She curled up next to him on the gray Ikea sofa she'd bought on her credit card and plopped a box of rice crispy treats in between them. "Are you hungry?" she asked him. "Well, for something other than these. I bought groceries. I could cook."