Her curiosity had always been stranger than most other instincts, especially those which would stop her from entering a situation where she might not be welcome, nor of much use. Like a crime scene.
"You okay?" she asked, taking a step or two onto the grass when the man suddenly crouched, apparently muttering to himself.
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Re: Lost Sleep
Date: 2016-01-12 11:37 am (UTC)"You okay?" she asked, taking a step or two onto the grass when the man suddenly crouched, apparently muttering to himself.