Gore (betterbloody) wrote in forgotten_gods, @ 2010-07-29 22:26:00 |
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Entry tags: | gore, independent film |
Who: Sunny & Gore
What: Inspiration.
Where: Sunny and Howard's place.
When: Thursday night.
Warning: Erm. See 'who', and also language, and other TBD.
The key was in the loose brick, as per Howard's instructions. Into the lock, a rough twist, a click and slide that opened the door smoothly into the foyer. Gore kicked it shut behind him with a violent bang that echoed sharply through the seemingly empty -- and tiny -- apartment, and, with a half-hidden grin that showcased far too many teeth, slid the key into his blazer pocket. Howard wouldn't miss it.
Past the couch, to the only closed door in the place. One-bedroom, and he could hear the quiet muffling of movement behind it, nothing distinct, but undoubtedly there. He leaned into the bedroom door, turned his face until his ear touched the wood: still unclear, still muted. Fucking lock.
"Little girl, little girl, let me come in," he drawled, lips brushing the painted oak, "Or I'll huff, and I'll puff, and I'll break your fucking door down."