“Try because I live here,” Maddy said. “I’m not a transient. I’ve been here six years now.”
Not a transient, no, and not a squatter, not the way she used to be. But she sure felt like a hooker in this dress. Maddy picked at the fabric. Seriously, what had possessed her to trade in jeans for this get-up? She supposed it had its advantages; no one wanted to run into an ex dressed like a hobo.
“Anyway, I don’t think you’re exhausted. My bet's on bored. Maybe the old immortality is wearing thin.” She reached over the touched the slight graying of hair at his ears, just visible under his hat.
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on 2014-04-19 10:48 pm (UTC)Not a transient, no, and not a squatter, not the way she used to be. But she sure felt like a hooker in this dress. Maddy picked at the fabric. Seriously, what had possessed her to trade in jeans for this get-up? She supposed it had its advantages; no one wanted to run into an ex dressed like a hobo.
“Anyway, I don’t think you’re exhausted. My bet's on bored. Maybe the old immortality is wearing thin.” She reached over the touched the slight graying of hair at his ears, just visible under his hat.