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pint-sized troublemaker. ([personal profile] fika) wrote in [community profile] villagelogs 2020-10-23 12:51 am (UTC)

( his hands are shoved deep into his pockets, shoulders tensed up to his ears as he waits, head turned towards the street.

he wouldn't say he had a fear of the dark. it tended to be the least of his worries, but there was something terribly unsettling about this one. maybe that there were no stars. nothing separating the dark of the street from the sky and the more he stared the more unnerved and cold he felt. the more his ears rang, a rhythmic quiet heartbeat.

he should find a warmer set of clothes. maybe he'll stop back by the thomasen house, raid the closets for something. the previous residents had two teenage sons.

when the door lock clicks open, he doesn't flinch as much as tear his attention sharply back to it and when ellie pulls it open, he gives her a pressed smile, tight and polite more than anything else. five never did amicable truly well.
) Hey.

Thanks, [ a simple thing, as he slips in, and shivers the chill out of his bones. ] Saw the fireplace, figured I'd - stop by. ( exchange notes? check in? see if she found anything? )

You been further out into the town?

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