Aug 4, 2015
little-miss-roleplayer
Maggie wondered if she was losing her mind - for the past twenty minutes she had been hearing voices echoing from out of nowhere, and what made it more unnerving was that they were voices she recognized - Schrodinger and The Captain...but neither of them had been speaking; the werewolf had his nose buried in a book, Schrodinger was engrossed in a movie...but it kept happening.
‘I’m losing it...living alone for so long and suddenly having these two pop into my life and make themselves comfortable? ...maybe the stress of it is finally catching up with me.’ she mused, eying the two uneasily from where she sat curled up in her easy chair with her laptop, wincing as their voices began to ring out in her head again.