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Boyd Ainslie | Red Riding Hood (ex_sanguine300) wrote in bellumlogs,

She didn't bother dressing to make an impression on Nick. It was out of the ordinary for her, not hiding behind her looks. But the girl who opened the door for him looked exactly like Boyd felt: Like a woman not yet in her 20s who had lost control of everything somehow.

She was wearing a pair of drawstring pajama pants with bunnies on them and a white baby tee, and her long, red hair was in two braids down her back. The only thing remarkable about her appearance was the circles beneath her eyes and the drugged state of her pupils. She didn't even bother shoving the box of prescription medicines into the top drawer when Nick knocked.

Maybe it was finally time to be open with someone?

She tugged the door open, hand on the frame, cheek pressed to her hand, and she smiled at him. He was young, very close to her age, but maybe a little older. And he had kind eyes.

"Hey, honey," she said softly, and she looked over his shoulder for any haunts that would be visiting along with him.