I watch him with the bag, waiting for him to do something tricksy, but he just shakes the bits out. Looks like ice, but I guess it could be anything. Wish I’d thought to take a peek in there before, but it’s too late now. He puts one piece in his mouth, smiling at me like he’s got me. ”Such a cold dream.”
Wasn’t feeling too good before, but now I feel like someone’s hit me hard in the stomach. Something is going on here, and I don’t understand it, and I really, really don’t like it. Staring and stammering and asking how will only make that smirk wider. “I’ll take the money, thanks,” I tell him firmly, too shaken to bargain. “What else do you need to do?”
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Date: 2011-03-17 03:11 am (UTC)Wasn’t feeling too good before, but now I feel like someone’s hit me hard in the stomach. Something is going on here, and I don’t understand it, and I really, really don’t like it. Staring and stammering and asking how will only make that smirk wider. “I’ll take the money, thanks,” I tell him firmly, too shaken to bargain. “What else do you need to do?”