I don't see any monsters. ( But she did. The monsters she saw were her own — shady men following close behind her, peering around trees, faces obscured behind the lenses of their cameras. But she knew. She thought she knew them both so well. )
It has to end. Shit can't go on forever, right? Everything stops somewhere. Isn't that, like, the second rule of physics?
( She'd never associate with anyone less cool than she is. But desperate times called for desperate measures, and she could stand to have some company right now. So she takes a seat on the bench beside him. )
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I don't see any monsters. ( But she did. The monsters she saw were her own — shady men following close behind her, peering around trees, faces obscured behind the lenses of their cameras. But she knew. She thought she knew them both so well. )
It has to end. Shit can't go on forever, right? Everything stops somewhere. Isn't that, like, the second rule of physics?
( She'd never associate with anyone less cool than she is. But desperate times called for desperate measures, and she could stand to have some company right now. So she takes a seat on the bench beside him. )