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Tweak says, "Resistance is futile!"

Zoe (history_repeats) wrote in nevermore_logs,
@ 2012-10-06 09:01:00

Current music:	Maroon 5 - How
Entry tags:	greed, zoe hansen

WHO: Greed & Zoe
WHEN: Backdated last Tuesday night
WHERE: Zoe's apartment
WHAT: Can we talk?
WARNING: Objects in mirror may be closer than they appear

The apartment was dark, the only light on in Zoe's bedroom, her door closed. The place was too empty and quiet and she tried to convince herself that she wanted to be alone right now anyways. Zoe was in her jammies of PJ bottoms and a tank top and she sat on her messy bed with a book in her lap, only occasionally stopping to make notes. She was trying to keep her mind off things. She'd turned her phone off since the day before, since.. it happened. She didn't know what would be worse, hearing Greed's excuse or finding out she didn't have any messages from him at all. Both scenarios were pretty bad so she just left the blasted thing off.

Her morning with Patience had drained her and left her more confused and upset than ever. She tried hard to not let what he was saying get to her but she knew it did. And she couldn't even ask Greed about it because he was God knows where.. who cared, he wasn't here. She felt like an idiot.

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better_than
2012-10-06 07:07 pm UTC (link)

Greed hadn't been able to get in touch with Zoe for days since the shitstorm with Patience happened. He was over it now. Breaking Patience's nose was the right amount of hate to let loose. He'd been hanging out with Sloth all afternoon. Now he smelled like burgers and pot. Lust had also been a savior, letting him bang out his frustrations. Nothing put Greed back on the map than getting a taste Lust.

He tried calling Zoe's number as he approached her apartment still getting a voice answering system. Well, that just wouldn't do. By his very definition, Avarice was witholding what he had. It was where this hoard of his cake from while greed was an insatiable hunger. He split between the two at times, and had both all at once at others. Zoe was his, a part of this hoard, so back-peddling now wouldn't be him at all. He'd been a little taken back by her display the other day. He'd expected her to drop for Patience as everything he did looked worse by the minute. But she didn't. She was willing to escape with him. Greed did the only thing he could think of. He ran. That in itself made Patience the victor.

Once he was at her door there was still no answer. He kept banging on the door but with no response. After a time he headed back down stairs, making the poor girl believe he'd left. Instead he scaled the fire escape, nice suit or not.

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history_repeats
2012-10-06 07:20 pm UTC (link)

Zoe was startled when the banging on the door happened but she knew there was nothing good on the other side. Gabe was still in LA so either it was a psycho, a murderer, or Greed. "Not hooome.." she said with irritation under her breath as the banging persisted. She wasn't going to budge. She wanted to wallow damnit.

She put her head in her hands when it wouldn't stop.. and then suddenly it did. She lifted her head and waited.. but no, there was silence. Oh. Well... Good. She eyed her bedroom door suspiciously as if not trusting it to stay closed despite the apartment being locked up tight. She picked up her book again, still watching the door.. it had seemed a little too easy.

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better_than
2012-10-06 07:38 pm UTC (link)

Seriously?

Once he got to the window it was locked. They'd talked about this, now this just wasn't playing fair. He plastered his face to the glass, peeking in to see if he could see her from there. In the living room was a light. Ha ha! Rapping on the glass with his knuckles he felt like something out of a Shakespeare play trying to get the girl's attention.

"Zoe..." He called out in a slow voice that only a serial killer would be proud of.

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history_repeats
2012-10-06 07:57 pm UTC (link)

Zoe jumped when she heard the rapping on the glass. Oh please be my imagination, please please please.. and she froze when she heard her name. But she turned slowly to look and when she saw Greed's face plastered there, her shoulders sagged and she gave him a look of disbelief, "Are you kidding me.."

The only response he'd get was her pillow being whipped at him but since he was outside, it just hit the glass where his face was and fell harmlessly to the floor while she went back to her book.

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better_than
2012-10-06 09:15 pm UTC (link)

He watched the pillow fall helplessly to the floor, taking his keys and scraping them against the window seal. It made a horrible scratching noise, like nails on a chalk board. If that didn't work he'd pick the lock. He was good at that.

"Zoe! Open up already." He was impatient. The neighbors next door could hear and were going to call the cops if he continued to lurk around like some monster.

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	history_repeats 2012-10-06 09:19 pm UTC (link)
	Zoe winced and covered her ears when he scratched the window and she shot him a dirty look. At his demand, she got off the bed in a huff and stalked over to the window. She didn't open it, just folded her arms over her chest and looked at him through the glass, "What do you want?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	better_than 2012-10-06 09:27 pm UTC (link)
	He brushed off his jacket, straightening back up so he could present himself like the classy looking boy he was for the day. He gave her a suave face, then pointed at the locked window. "Let me in or I'll pick the lock. Don't think I can't." He smoothed over his tie. "You turned your phone off." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)