OC Blabber
The elevator didn't stop at a hallway. Lou had been bracing for one the whole way up: a corridor, a door, a mat, some kind of threshold where she could stand for a second with her gym bag and make a decision. Instead the numbers climbed to the top, the...
Lou had picked ice skating because she couldn't think of anything less demonic. She had lain awake on Tuesday night going through the options with the cat asleep on her feet. The movies were too dark, too quiet, an hour and a half sitting next to it in the black...
Lou woke at three because the cat was standing on her chest. It did this most nights. Usually she pushed it off and went back to sleep. Tonight she lay with its weight on her sternum and its tail across her face and found that she was already awake. She...
The studio was on the fourth floor of a building that used to be a printworks. When the drum room was quiet you could still smell ink in it, a faint metallic sweetness under the coffee and the carpet glue. Lou had been in there since nine. By the time...
The meeting at the label ran until eleven. Theo drove her home through the rain, the wipers going and the city smeared gold across the windshield. The radio was on low, tuned to a station he kept for traffic. Between the reports it played old songs nobody had asked for,...
She did her hair three times before it stopped looking like her. The first two times it still fell the way Morgana's hair had fallen in every photograph, heavy and to one side, shading an eye. The third time she pulled it back into a low knot at her neck,...
The water at the bottom was very still. She had laid it there herself, a little every day. Each day it settled and held, and the stillness had grown so complete that she had stopped noticing it, the way you stop hearing a sound that never ends. Then, without anything...
The shop closed its doors for them for an hour. For most of that hour the girl who worked there was very good at her job. She brought dresses in the right size and carried away the wrong ones without being asked. When Naru came out in something green, the...
Slice of Life intermission. The tomato had stayed. She had now eaten three sandwiches with it and said nothing, which Theo took as a verdict. He had moved tomato? to the top of his notes and deleted the question mark. It was the third week of August, and already hot...
The water was warmer than the night. She had waited until after three. Theo had stayed over on the sofa, as he had a few nights since the stream, because the press had found the building and the building had found the press, and someone had to answer the phone...
