-21st Bullet-

[emperor_cowboy]

[He woke up late that night. Figuring it best not to bother his housemates with his thoughts, the fellow got out of bed and got dressed. He was surprised to find yet another item from home sitting in the driveway earlier in the day. Going outside, he went to overlook the motorcycle to check if it was in fact his own. He paced out in the front yard. He was beyond restless now. So to ease his mind, he did what only came naturally to him.

The fellow went on a walk. To the park. He'll be there until early dawn, when he decides it best to go back to sleep. Hopefully, no one else is awake and roaming around to bother him.]

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[emperor-cowboy.livejournal.com]

[He paused and looked away, as if something had already caught his attention. Finally he looked back to her.]

I used to be afraid of the dark. Though it seems in this place, I have nothing to fear. As long as he doesn't come back, then I'm fine.

[snipingmissy.livejournal.com]

From what I've seen there is plenty to be wary of here in Mayfield.

[Certainly not worse than home, but something about the entire atmosphere here had her constantly on her guard.]

And...if that is the case, then I hope that he doesn't come back.

[emperor-cowboy.livejournal.com]

Well... thanks, I guess.

[He was hesitant in doing anything right now.]

[snipingmissy.livejournal.com]

You're welcome.

[She hangs back by the stairs, frowning.]

You said you got something from home?

[emperor-cowboy.livejournal.com]

Yup... got the motorcycle I used to ride. Shame though... was hopin' fer a pack of smokes.

[He frowned.]

[snipingmissy.livejournal.com]

[Curious, she tilts her head.]

They don't sell cigarettes here? Or is it just not the same?