Max, Across the Hall

jamiekinn:

This is a true story. Honest to god. There aren’t many promises I can make to you, through that flickering computer screen of yours, but this is one of them. And if you don’t believe me, then, well, tough shit.

He had a pointed face, a jaw like the blade of a plow and eyes that spoke in ancient tongues. They were yellow. I kid you not, lemon yellow. He lived in the apartment across the hall from me and I think he was in a band. The racket he made at night was incredible.

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jamiekinn:

His alarm clock said it was 4:04 am. Anders wasn’t sure if it was the dog barking next door or the strange girl sitting on his chest that had woken him up. He looked around blearily and tried to sit up but the girl put her hand on his forehead and pressed him back to his pillow. “Down, boy.”

“Who are you?” Anders asked, blinking the sleep out of his eyes. “How did you get into my room?” The girl squirmed a little on his chest. “Through the window, stupid. Not a trace of salt, not a clove of garlic. You even left it unlocked.” She shook her head. “Its like you wanted me to come crawling in. Oh…” She chewed her lip and closed her eyes.

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