status: closed for weldon liu setting: the houseboat
“Where have you been?” The words came out shrill, half way there to a shriek, and Ridley pawed the shoulder of a familiar back, his back to her, at the bar. Her efforts of obtaining his attention now spent, she crossed her arms tight over her chest, and stood expectantly with a sour expression on her face. “Is that, like, your thing, or whatever? You freak me out, and then practically promise we were friends-” Ridley was easily mis-remembering their last conversation, but she barreled forward regardless, sounding as if she had suffered a great wrong by his own hands. “And then- then you disappeared. Like, what the fuck, dude?”

















