Date: 2016-02-24 04:44 pm (UTC)
beyondthisillusion: (Sad)
Her brother knew her. And usually, she felt like she knew him too. But something was off. Which shook her already-frayed nerves even more.

She crawled in, once he unlocked the door, slipping over the middle compartment to slip into the backseat. It was a tight crunch, even for her petite frame. But that was fine. Danielle kind of liked closed spaces. Old habit or something like that.

"The car smells," she said. Which was her way of saying 'are you okay?'
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Shawn Remington

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