[ she’s had this conversation before. it was one of the last ones she remembers having, at least. annie looks to their opposite side, another door coming up from the corner, but when she turns the knob to leave it ajar enough to see what’s inside—
the snarl of a big, big cat drums through the crevice. she closes it tight, and whatever feline was behind it begins clamoring and battering the door’s inside. best not to head in there.
she also knows people can change, even if it seems too late to. ]
I wonder which one I’ll be this time. [ not that it mattered— if annie ever woke up, she’d just want to go home. ] I’m Annie.
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the snarl of a big, big cat drums through the crevice. she closes it tight, and whatever feline was behind it begins clamoring and battering the door’s inside. best not to head in there.
she also knows people can change, even if it seems too late to. ]
I wonder which one I’ll be this time. [ not that it mattered— if annie ever woke up, she’d just want to go home. ] I’m Annie.