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FOR: @dreamgvrls DATE/TIME: 08/25 AM 7:00 LOCATION: the Dollhouse | Klara’s room

He holds up one of the pills, a tiny round thing with a groove down the center, and a chalky texture that leaves white residue smeared across his fingertips. It looks harmless enough, an innocuous disc of compacted powder and chemicals, barely big enough to be felt sliding down your throat. What’s the worst that could happen?

“Remind me again what this one is supposed to do?”

Even as he’s asking the question, the pill disappears into his mouth and under his tongue. The taste is nothing miraculous—rather unpleasant actually, how the texture changes, the introduction of his saliva turning dust into paste, and his nose wrinkles as he struggles to swallow it dry.

“Gah-that’s awful! I really don’t get how you can take these all the time like they’re candy,” he makes a face, not feeling very sold on this ‘a pill a day keeps the heart at bay’ thing he’s watched Klara indulge in since her arrival at the Dollhouse, and falls back against her comforter in a dramatic splay of limbs and loose curls. “Better be worth it...”

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FOR: @dreamgvrls DATE/TIME: 09/15 AM 1:00 LOCATION: Under alleyway

“Come on, what is taking them so long to move?”

Patience is a virtue they say, and virtue is a grace. Unfortunately, he’s always been a graceless thing crawling, so waiting has never come easy, especially when it matters most. Time at the Dollhouse, learning to sneak out and about behind security’s turned back, has taught him better in two years than nineteen years of existence had prior to his fall, but it remains a struggle to ignore that itch urging him to run.

“They were supposed to change shifts a minute ago, why aren’t they clearing out?“ he shifts where they’re hiding, tucked into the corner behind a large potted fern. It’s a bulky piece of plain ceramic that looks like it’s barely containing the greenery over-spilling from the top, and easily big enough to conceal two small figures looking to avoid notice. “I swear if they don’t start—oh! Finally!”

The little side-street that the Dollhouse back door opens up into stands blissfully empty—only for a few seconds at most, just until the next guard makes his way over, but it is a window of opportunity he won’t let slip. Grabbing Klara by the hand, he practically yanks her down the stairs and around the corner.

“Let’s go!”

There is a familiarity to these twisted alleyways they race through that he doesn’t want to think about, a reality following too closely on the heels of that revelation: Under is slowly becoming his new home. He hasn’t given up on the surface world yet.

Eventually, he slows, turning to grin at his accomplice, original reason for this mission temporarily forgotten as the adrenaline rushes. “Well! How do you feel? Jail-break is pretty exciting eh?”

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