Delayed Reaction
When: Around 8-ish
Where: Lily's house
The house had been empty when Madock dropped her off, her parents already out getting dinner before their play in Ann Arbor. Lily knew they liked to go out afterwards for dessert and drinks, and her mother had told her not to expect them before midnight. She'd been okay with that while she ate her salad and threw the trash away, and while she'd gone upstairs to check her email and take a shower, and while she sat on her bed in her comfy pajamas trying to tame her blow-dried hair into something that didn't look like a big brown puffball mess.
She was not okay with it when she heard the loud crash near the garage. The noise had her frozen, brush midway through her hair, for a brief moment before diving for her cell and hitting the first speed-dial number that she could bring up - Gabe and Charlotte were numbers one and two, both for proximity to her house and the depth of their friendship. Sitting on the floor, back pressed to the side of her bed and her shoulder against the nightstand, Lily listened to it ring.
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