closed starter for @monstyrious
She is tapping and knocking at his door frantically. Ximena isn’t even sure it is the right door. Her mind is blurry, the city pushing from all sides, cars hiss past outside , someone shouting down the block, everything stacked on top of everything. Her head feels stuffed in cotton and static. She tries to breathe through it, in trhough the nose, out through the mouth, it doesn’t help. Ximena remembered the instructions very well, she had explained them, slow and clear, even made them repeat them to her, but they kept insisting, laughing it off, swearing they could handle it. Apparently whatever Merris was cooking was real good stuff, plus she needed the money, so she sold him a little more. The next thing she remembers was the guy foaming at the mouth and his body jerking on her living room.
She didn’t know where else to go, she just kept driving until she ended up outside his door. “Merris! It’s Xime!” She yells out. Shit, shit, shit, it’s all she can repeat to herself. Ximena feels the blood rushing through her veins, her body is shaking, hair tangled and dried tears have left their mark down her face. All she can picture is the guy that’s still laying in the living room of her apartment. He is dead, isn’t he? She is sure he is dead. “Fuck!” She mutters as she continues to knock, harder this time, taking a brief look to the sides to see if anyone has seen her.
