Just one human girl with an itch for travel. Uneasy with staying in one place too long, she made a choice to stay even when she felt it was wrong. With her knack for being brutally honest and upfront , she makes for a beautifully rude awakening.
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It’s always a good day when
a Rumancek makes a clean
get away with a few new items.
“People still say snazzy?”
”Hey, I still say it. Makes me different than those bitch-ass rich girls. And there are plenty of those in this town.” Giving him another once-over, Cecilia smirked. “A white shirt would have went better, but I suppose it works for you.”
“Very good! That only took you about fifty seconds longer than it probably should have.” Peri had never been the best at first impressions, not even with her ‘sisters.’ “I’m Hyperion.”
”Considering I was stuck on the fact we’re basically duplicates, yeah it took me a moment.” Cecilia wasn’t a fan of her attitude already, but the other had at least introduced herself. “And I suppose it’s nice to meet you, if not strange and confusing.”
—New shirt, new shoes,
slick grin on his face?
Looks like someone’s
raided the thrift store.. again.
"Someone’s looking snazzy."
"And you need to be in front of my house to do it?"
”Miss, I think you’ve got the wrong idea here. I work here. I was hired to clean and maintain the place. I was told the residents weren’t home often…” Standing there with a garbage bag, Cecilia was starting to wonder if this was a prank. “…Do you know a tall, lanky guy that wears a bowtie?”
[ thatonebitchintown ]
“Hey you! What are you doin’ down there?”
"Uhm… My job?”
I was here. Now I’m going away to sleepland.
"Oh gosh. I’m…I’m sorry. I didn’t know."
”It’s alright. You didn’t know. To be honest, I try not to remember most of the time.” Taking up her cup of tea, Cecilia tried to deflect the conversation. “Any interesting scars on you?”