She looked at him taking her stuff out of the closet, "And where am I supposed to go? A hotel?" she shook her head, "If he had a stalker they would have cut up HIS clothes. Why do you think I haven't called the police? Because I stupidly left the window open probably." _____________________________________ "With me!" Did she really think he'd leave her in the street? Greed paused in his packing to look towards the window. "You think it was random? Just some bum on the street who decided to shred your undies and not take anything? _____________________________________ "You're going to stay with me in a hotel? I can't afford that." because he could not be talking about his apartment. He was BARELY getting used to her doing surprise visits and she had never spent more than a few nights in a row there. "Yes! It has to be random. Because why else would someone do that? They probably were mad that I didn't have anything of value to take so they shredded my clothes out of anger..." she waved her hands around emphasizing her points. She didn't want to think about it not being random. _____________________________________ "Not staying at a hotel. You're staying with me at my apartment." So he was driving himself into that uncomfortable place. If it meant she was there for him to keep an eye on, it was worth his space. _____________________________________ She gave him a look with her head going to the side, "Are you nuts? You barely are tolerating me showing up unannounced. And I've never stayed longer than three nights before you're dying to kick me out. How long are you planning on me staying with you?" _____________________________________ "Just a little while. As long as I can stand it and sure no one else goes ripping you're undies to shreds." Then he could make sure it was just random and shake this weird feeling he couldn't get rid of. _____________________________________ She frowned, she didn't believe him. "How long is a little while? One night? Two?" she put her hand on her hip, not liking his words, "Chance, I really don't want to be shaken awake with you kicking me out because you can't STAND me there anymore." she would suggest him staying there with her.. but he'd been feeling strange all night, they needed to be away from here. _____________________________________ "Two? We'll see ok!" He was already pushing his limits here with a gut wrenching feeling in the pit of his stomach, why wasn't she working with him here? "I wouldn't throw you on the street! Jesus fuck Zoe." She wasn't a call girl or a floozy. They deserved it. _____________________________________ "It's not about being thrown out..it's just about not being wanted." he knew how that felt, right? "Or feeling unwanted." before he could argue that he did want her. She stuffed more of the shreds into the bag. _____________________________________ "Zoe stop fucking arguing you're coming worth me and that's it. Grab your shreds and let's go." He wasn't going to stay here anymore because he was already getting another headache, tho that could have been from Zoe too. _____________________________________ She threw a handful of the ribbons at him but since they carried no weight, they barely touched him before falling to the floor. She put on jeans and a grey < a href = "http://www.pinterest.com/pin/300193131383542301/">wrap around</a> sweater. She didn't say a word but this was obviously upsetting her and she just looked at the mess as she put her hair up.