"Hey. . . Sorry. I had a nightmare. Can you just stay with me a moment? Sorry. . ."

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"Hey. . . Sorry. I had a nightmare. Can you just stay with me a moment? Sorry. . ."
She’s about to step into the light of the main street from the alley when she spots them standing beneath the illumination of the streetlight. They were hard to miss, donning a… unique choice of wardrobe. A costume, but not one like a Halloween costume. A hero costume.
Or, as she was more expecting, a villain costume.
She strained to hold back a disgruntled exhale through her nose, keep it quiet to keep herself yet unnoticed. The last thing she needed was another somebody joining the roster of villains she had to keep in check.
Maybe they were just some eccentric cosplayer of some obscure character. She prayed it was the case. The city was full of colorful individuals of all types, so it wasn't entirely out of the question.
Holly opted to stay in the dark for a few moments longer, waiting and watching. There's a distinct spider motif to the stranger's outfit and she racks her brain for any sort of character that may fit but comes up blank. Damn... The woman closes her eyes, taking a deep breath before finally emerging into the yellow light of the street lamp, hands casually shoved into the pockets of her overly large sweater.
"That's quite the get-up you've got there. Some sort of special occasion or something?"
“ WE DON’T TALK ABOUT SUNNYDALE , ”
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“. . .” He takes a breath, feeling the cold fill his lungs. The cold of winter, the chill to simmer down the fire that burns his insides, “Snow. . . such a beautiful thing glimmering in this rancid place.”
" quack! "
Dead was purring and her wings were flapping. Her sights were locked on one particular person. She lunged and bit their face!
"You're going to leave me because I'm not good enough. The gods told me so."
"Mm. Did someone just grab my ass?"