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fandomtownies2005-10-18 11:37 pm
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Tuesday Night Late
Drunk, sad, and shaken, she meanders through town. Leaving Geoff's, after swearing a lot at Marty,she's not quite certain where she's headed.
She keeps walking forward, thinking eventually she'll recognize something. Sure enough, she's right. Walking through an alley, she spies her backyard. She walks through the common patio to her door. No. Wait. Not her door. Adam's door. It's Adam's door now.
She knocks, persistantly. He'll either let her sleep or take her home. She really doesn't care.
But there is no answer. As she knocks, and knocks, and knocks again, she sobers up enough to realize he's probably with Satine. She walks away before she wakes up Daniel with her pounding...but she's forgotten her purse on the doorstep.
She keeps walking forward, thinking eventually she'll recognize something. Sure enough, she's right. Walking through an alley, she spies her backyard. She walks through the common patio to her door. No. Wait. Not her door. Adam's door. It's Adam's door now.
She knocks, persistantly. He'll either let her sleep or take her home. She really doesn't care.
But there is no answer. As she knocks, and knocks, and knocks again, she sobers up enough to realize he's probably with Satine. She walks away before she wakes up Daniel with her pounding...but she's forgotten her purse on the doorstep.