This is as convoluted as one of Yorick's Knight Rider fanfics.
"But I didn't see him. I sent him a note. And I waited a while, and then I left, because it was time to go, and..."
Her expression shifts from confused to completely, utterly disgusted with herself: her head goes into her hands and she shakes her head. "Goddammit, this explains so much! All those times I couldn't get doors to close? All those times I felt like we were being followed and couldn't see anyone?"
Carefully, she peeks out from between her fingers: she still doesn't see anything. "So he followed me out that bar door, huh?" Even through the grid of her fingers, Beth can probably see her eyes narrowing. "And where is this goddamn opportunist of yours right now?"
Things are starting to make sense. If nothing else, she thought Beth was taking things pretty fucking well. Now she has an idea why.
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Date: 2007-06-21 03:03 am (UTC)This is as convoluted as one of Yorick's Knight Rider fanfics.
"But I didn't see him. I sent him a note. And I waited a while, and then I left, because it was time to go, and..."
Her expression shifts from confused to completely, utterly disgusted with herself: her head goes into her hands and she shakes her head. "Goddammit, this explains so much! All those times I couldn't get doors to close? All those times I felt like we were being followed and couldn't see anyone?"
Carefully, she peeks out from between her fingers: she still doesn't see anything. "So he followed me out that bar door, huh?" Even through the grid of her fingers, Beth can probably see her eyes narrowing. "And where is this goddamn opportunist of yours right now?"
Things are starting to make sense. If nothing else, she thought Beth was taking things pretty fucking well. Now she has an idea why.