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[tigerwillie]

you go to sleep on your own / and you wake each day with your thoughts event 1, 7:13pm, near the mangled mermaid open to all

Willie had never felt so sick in her life after watching the news - which was saying a lot, given how awful most of it was these days. But the sheer tragedy that Wonderland had witnessed in the shadowy hours of this morning... Her stomach churned even though she had fled her apartment nearly an hour ago. Since then she paced the streets, desperate for fresh air and perhaps a visit to one of the feral strays she knew lurked in the city’s alleys. Whether that meant person or animal, she couldn’t predict.

Distracted as she walked, she passed right by a familiar face without saying hello - very out of character for her, even with an occupied mind. 

[papcrandpcn-blog]

The silence was only enjoyable for about thirty seconds before she began to want to fill the silence with something. Even screaming sounded appealing. But no one screamed, and no one spoke, and only her own footsteps echoed down the street. It was frustrating, and she hastily grabbed a snickers bar from the plastic bag she’d taken from the convenience store on Oscar Drive. The crunch of the wrapper filled some of the silence, and the candy helped fill her empty stomach.

She was in the middle of opening a bag of chips when she caught sight of a figure dressed in gray at the end of the street. Perking up, she shoved the chips back into the plastic bag, all the while vowing to find a clothing store and get a backpack, and ran up the street. It only took a moment to catch up but she struggled to catch her breath as she greeted this wonderful other person.

“ Hey. ”