|Greta (pathofcinders) wrote in nevermore_logs,|
@ 2013-03-16 00:01:00
|Entry tags:||greta morgan, werewolves|
WHO: Greta Morgan & Werewolves
WHEN: Friday afternoon
WHERE: Some New York street of unimportance.
WHAT: Girl, you need to forget this wolf thing.
A few blocks from Greta's apartment there was an ice-cream shop which a range that was staggeringly impressive. She'd taken to going in and rewarding herself for anything even vaguely good she did on a daily basis, just for an excuse to try them all. Today her reasoning was returning her library books before they were due and for that she got a cone of
Walking down the street and eating it, Greta spotted a boy who looked familiar and for a moment she couldn't place him. But there was something about him that she recognised, not just his face but something more than that.
Then she realised: the boy from the woods. She couldn't remember his name. She sped up a little to catch him and said, "it's you, from the woods. Do you remember me?"