Right, right. So uh, which is your room?
-Trying not to sound curious-
-He's been wondering-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?Oh, that was your room.
-He follows her to it-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-He sits down at the desk, trying to look casual-
So... what have we got so far?
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-nods- Well- I'm putting them in order of how likely I think it is...
The first is that- a lot of people are telling me that I stare too much, or to pay attention to them- and stop stressing over the small details. Like- there's a lot of people that are all telling me to just relax- and enjoy myself. Kinda like they don't want me to spot things.
So... he's covering his tracks there- I think.
The second is... a lot of them are taking place in urban locations now. Like- coffee shops, city streets, all that kind of thing... and I think- how easy would he find it to hide in a dream like that? He can be behind a closed door doing his thing, or in an alley- and... who's to say that he doesn't send a dream person over to distract me or shepherd me away from the spots he's at? Like if I'm eating at a restaurant with you, he's making the dream you keep me there, and not trying to find him in the kitchen. Things like that...
The third- like... I don't know.
But it feels like- or it seems- that Kitt just isn't there in my dreams now. It's like she doesn't exist. Neither does Ches. I ask people, but it's always that I'm the only one who knows they exist.
And... I wonder whether that's him trying to make me think its' hopeless and no-one's there to save me, because Kitt isn't here- and neither is Ches...
Or just- me getting worried that, because they're now married- that... I'll have to get used to my sister not being in my life as much, because of Ches. I can't live in the same house as them forever... and- she'll start devoting more of her time to him, or well- their kid, since she's pregnant as well... and it'll be like they're out of my life. Like they... don't exist like they used to.
-rubs the back of her head a little bit- I mean- they already left without me, but then- that's because I asked to stay behind because I made a friend here, Tabitha- don't know if you know her- and I wanted to stay so I could spend a bit longer with them before I leave a place like this behind.
'Course now you're here too- and all that- so it's not like I want to leave this place still... but... I don't know. It's weird- I don't know how to feel about my sister- moving on. She's happy, she's married- to the guy I knew was going to marry her ever since I met him, like- five months into their relationship back in high school. I knew they were for each other.
And it'll be great for her- they're both vigilantes, but they both compliment each other's skill sets. He's smart, she's wise, he's got the skills, she's got the power... and they just. Work. Like... I know when the room is silent. It isn't because they hate each other or aren't talking but... they're talking telepathically. Because they're just... that comfortable with each other.
But then... where does it leave me? Again, I can't live in the same house as them forever...
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post

But not tomorrow, right? Or the next day?
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