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Eric's room is quiet and cool.
Neat.
Once he's though the door he puts his phone and his keys on the desk and toes off his boots. His feet are bare. Pale against the floorboards.
He turns and looks at Emcee.
Pale. Tall. Looming in the half light of a single lamp at the bedside.
Neat.
Once he's though the door he puts his phone and his keys on the desk and toes off his boots. His feet are bare. Pale against the floorboards.
He turns and looks at Emcee.
Pale. Tall. Looming in the half light of a single lamp at the bedside.
