|Nike|Νικη (victory_winged) wrote in nevermore_logs,|
@ 2016-05-10 18:12:00
|Entry tags:||nike, theseus|
Who: Nike, Thesues
When: May 10, evening
Where: Her place
What: Talks and Theseus being kinda weird
When Nike got the phone call from Theseus that he was coming over, she didn't hesitate to tell him that she would be waiting. She didn't have any plans as of yet, so staying put wasn't an issue. There was something in the tone of his voice that concerned her. She felt worried. It was a feeling she was all too familiar with. He hadn't gone into details, but she had told him to get the hell over there and not make any stops along the way.
Nike had a sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach. Maybe it was nothing. Maybe she was just being paranoid. But usually when Nike felt this way it meant someone was up to no good. She really hoped that wasn't the case here.
When the doorbell rang she greeted him at the door, pulling him inside without so much as a hey how are ya. She looked down the hallway and saw only one of her neighbors leaving, and then she locked the door behind them. She turned to him and examined his face. "What's going on?"