Famine | Fia Black (black_horse) wrote in nevermore_logs, @ 2012-08-01 18:54:00 |
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Current mood: | working |
Entry tags: | famine, saint george, saint patrick |
Who: Famine, George, Patrick
What: Break-ins and vigils and almost-decapitations, oh my!
When: Wednesday afternoon
Where: George & Patrick's place
To say that Patrick hadn't been himself lately was to say that Hurricane Katrina had been just a little storm. Famine had never been dumped, but Patrick seemed really broken up about it. And he was her friend, she wanted him to be OK. And that included a lot less mentions of him hanging himself. Her stomach still clenched a little at the thought. Not having Patrick around was almost unfathomable.
And so, in her own way, and lacking all knowledge of personal boundaries, she was going to keep an eye on him. Finding George's place wasn't hard, the building practically radiated Saint. But the doors were locked and no one came when she knocked. She did, however, notice a window nearby, and after a few minutes of fiddling with her pocket knife, the lock opened. Pushing the window open, she climbed inside and looked around, trying to get her bearings.