neal - oct 3, 2015
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brightest_lightsCaroline's honestly not sure why her gut reaction is Invite Neal over after the day she had yesterday. Normally, she'd try and do everything she could to prove to herself how normal her life is. Get a latte, go to class, get lunch with someone, get dinner with someone else, maybe go out for the night. But she had to find a guy and compel away the knowledge of some ancient sword, and throw out her favorite pair of jeans because they were torn to shreds and covered in blood.
Weird day. So this morning, she went with her gut and texted him - even though a second later her eyes settled on the cooler that's set up in her pantry. It's a smallish chest fridge that keeps the blood just above freezing, and it's one of the things she's not looking forward to explaining or him seeing.
Still, fair's fair; if this is going to be a thing (which, currently she really wants it to be a thing even though it's probably a lot too early for her to even consider it) then it's not like she can keep skirting around something so simple as what she's got to eat on a twice-daily basis.
Anyway, she's got wine and a ridiculous amount of cheese, so what if it's eleven in the morning? She makes sure her apartment's clean, and then settles herself on the couch with a glass of wine, turning on Netflix purely for background noise while she flips through her French II textbook, scribbling down notes just to fill the time.
Weird day. So this morning, she went with her gut and texted him - even though a second later her eyes settled on the cooler that's set up in her pantry. It's a smallish chest fridge that keeps the blood just above freezing, and it's one of the things she's not looking forward to explaining or him seeing.
Still, fair's fair; if this is going to be a thing (which, currently she really wants it to be a thing even though it's probably a lot too early for her to even consider it) then it's not like she can keep skirting around something so simple as what she's got to eat on a twice-daily basis.
Anyway, she's got wine and a ridiculous amount of cheese, so what if it's eleven in the morning? She makes sure her apartment's clean, and then settles herself on the couch with a glass of wine, turning on Netflix purely for background noise while she flips through her French II textbook, scribbling down notes just to fill the time.
