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nevermore_logsWHO: Ate & George
WHEN: Monday? Tuesday? HELP, CHELSEA.
WHERE: Ate's apartment
WHAT: Cheer up and look how pretty I am!
"Puppy, quit it!" Ate told the dog, pushing him out of the way with her foot. George was going to come downstairs and Ate was going to cheer him up. She understood how he felt - the darkness had been kind of a buzzkill for her as well. There was no good hunting of her type on the streets when everyone was panicked or hiding out in their homes. The last thing Ate needed was for people to start being wary and thinking about their actions. How was that supposed to help her out?
She was currently looking dressing herself in the the outfit that spoke a lot about her own recklessness, and when she heard someone in the apartment she called out, "Just gimme a minute!"
She'd left the door open so George could come straight in and with a twisted arm she managed the zip on the dress and grinned. When Ate emerged from the bedroom it was with an expression of rather sweet happiness and in a wedding dress.
"Well?" she asked George, doing a slow turn. "What do you think?"
WHEN: Monday? Tuesday? HELP, CHELSEA.
WHERE: Ate's apartment
WHAT: Cheer up and look how pretty I am!
"Puppy, quit it!" Ate told the dog, pushing him out of the way with her foot. George was going to come downstairs and Ate was going to cheer him up. She understood how he felt - the darkness had been kind of a buzzkill for her as well. There was no good hunting of her type on the streets when everyone was panicked or hiding out in their homes. The last thing Ate needed was for people to start being wary and thinking about their actions. How was that supposed to help her out?
She was currently looking dressing herself in the the outfit that spoke a lot about her own recklessness, and when she heard someone in the apartment she called out, "Just gimme a minute!"
She'd left the door open so George could come straight in and with a twisted arm she managed the zip on the dress and grinned. When Ate emerged from the bedroom it was with an expression of rather sweet happiness and in a wedding dress.
"Well?" she asked George, doing a slow turn. "What do you think?"
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