[ she hasn't seen him come or go, but she's pretty sure he isn't home. rey watches from her window across the street, curtains drawn for the most part, peeking out only when she thinks its safe and she won't be caught.
she was going to wait for dark, but while the town was blanketed in it for days not too long ago, now it doesn't seem to come. these day and night cycles make no sense.
she creeps around the back of his house. scaling the lattice work and downspouts are difficult with everything covered in the perpetual rain, but she manages. these locks are so easy to click open when the force cooperates here.
she slips into his what she assumes he's using as his bedroom and she is suddenly overwhelmed with just how personal this endeavor is. she decides to do a single lap around his house. just to make sure nothing is up.
but her stealth is betrayed by overly squeaky floorboards. ]
day 13 (closed)
she was going to wait for dark, but while the town was blanketed in it for days not too long ago, now it doesn't seem to come. these day and night cycles make no sense.
she creeps around the back of his house. scaling the lattice work and downspouts are difficult with everything covered in the perpetual rain, but she manages. these locks are so easy to click open when the force cooperates here.
she slips into his what she assumes he's using as his bedroom and she is suddenly overwhelmed with just how personal this endeavor is. she decides to do a single lap around his house. just to make sure nothing is up.
but her stealth is betrayed by overly squeaky floorboards. ]