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Doors Anon (doorsanon) wrote in doorslogs,

You don't let yourself want anything that you can't take for yourself. You learned a long time ago that the world won't hand you anything, and you only let yourself want the things that you can wrap your own hands around. You don't depend on anyone. You don't care about anyone. You don't have causes. You don't sit up nights watching windows to make sure the person inside is safe. You don't follow someone along the rooftops at a far enough distance that he can't sense you there, just in case he runs into trouble. You aren't grateful when you hear the door close in the morning, the one that means he made it home in one piece again. You don't regret things. You don't miss what isn't yours anymore. You don't care that you don't fit anywhere.

You stare at the safe in front of you instead, and you listen to the soothing clicks of the spinning wheel surrounded by numbers. Uncrackable, they said. You smile as the safe's door swings open, and you stare at the documents inside. Death certificates, property documents, his mother's pearls, bank notes.

Uncrackable.

You don't take anything; you just close the safe, and you spin the lock, and you leave the way you came, without tripping any alarms.