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It's been six months since Cass disappeared. She's the first person I've known to do that and I still can't quite believe it. It hurts. She was family. A bat. And a friend. And every night since then, I've been killing myself to cover her turf and mine. Maybe literally now.

I was tired, too tired to be in the neighborhood I was in and I should have known better. But the deal was going down and I had to stop it before those drugs got on the street. One the good side? The bad guys are all tied up and the drugs were destroyed. On the bad side, I'm on the nearest roof losing consciousness after one too many hits after one too few nights' sleep. I remember calling the bust into the cops right before I remember thinking, "These bricks look really soft. I should lie down."

I don't really remember much after that.

Date: 2013-11-24 10:35 pm (UTC)
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"Oh, okay," I say with a nod. I'm not sure entirely how I feel about that, mostly because I think that I really like the idea of sleeping next to her and that scares me. Still, not like I've let that stop me so far so I don't see why I should do so now.

"Come on then, you really need to get some rest."

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