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Location: Seth’s place
When: Two nights after the fires
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Eddie had napped that afternoon but sleeping at night felt wrong anymore. It felt like rolling over and just letting the Rogues in. It was late and she just wanted to not be alone, but going to a bar felt exposed. It really pissed her off that going to a bar in her own god damn town felt unsafe, but she’d been working hard on not acting on the more reckless impulses she was prone to have. So instead she’d texted Seth.
“U up? I can’t sleep. Cool if I come over?”
When he texted back in the affirmative, she grabbed a case of beer from the fridge and headed over. This would help. Beers with a friend who understood how shit everything was at present. They could watch something shitty on tv and get hammered. She could pet the dog and pretend that everything was normal. Knocking on his door she tried to push down all the bad shit, intent to have a night that didn’t feel like crap. “Beer fairy! I come bearing gifts.” she said, summoning up some lightheartedness.