Re: Log: no pizza, so sad: Gwen S & Harry O
[She stood there. He looked sad, and he looked helpless, and it was the final plea about not dying alone that solidified the really terrible idea in her mind.
She checked the main basement door, and then she set the phone timer on the panic door lock for one second. As soon as it closed behind her, it would lock, and she wouldn't be able to open it from inside. Peter and Mary Jane would come back eventually, and they'd let her out.
She took one little vial with her for him to drink, if he'd let her give it to him. It was a stronger version of what he was on now, because this version clearly wasn't strong enough to control his delusions, and he was going to kill himself in there without a stronger dose.
She took a deep breath. The door opened before he even managed to finish his last word, and she was in and back against it with a speed that was way too fast for a normal human girl. But the door latched behind her, and she really hoped this wasn't the stupidest thing she'd done in recent memory.
She crossed to the bed.] You're not dying. Why won't you believe me after all this time?