Jaime Davies (![]() ![]() @ 2014-07-02 07:29:00 |
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All things considered, it had been a busy week. There was the mundane day to day stuff, and then there was all the supernatural related stuff. She hadn’t shared any of it with her dad over texts, because none of it had seemed text-appropriate material. There was the thing with Eli, and the thing with Damon, and then just general things. Reasoning he wasn’t inclined to cook and knowing she wasn’t, she stopped by the Chinese place on the way home. Letting herself in, she fended off the dogs before calling out a ‘hey’ to try to locate her father. Dropping her purse on the table in the hallway, she carried the food into the kitchen and looked around before getting silverware and seeing what there was to drink in the fridge. “I got Chinese,” she called out. “What do you want me to get you to drink?” If he was in hearing distance (and knowing him he was probably lurking just around the corner, listening to her yell and being amused) she assumed he’d wander down whenever he was ready. |