Snippet #2214151

KJ

Sighing, he exited the vehicle and rushed around to grab Lili around the middle. Sam dealt with the flailing limbs. "Lili!" KJ growled, tightening his grasp on her so that maybe physical pain would snap her out of it. "What happened?"

He noticed the blood, the seriousness of the situation finally settling in, making his horns tingle.

"Lili," he restated, a bit calmer but certainly more dangerous. "Calm. Down. Now."



Monica

Left alone, Monica wasn't quite sure what to do. Her spine tingled horribly with thoughts of what was happening to Lili. Sam seem so worried. It had to be serious. And KJ jumping down and his growling demand for her to stay. She knew she wouldn't be helpful if she went along, but not knowing was making her anxious. These were her employers, her roommates. She had to care if they were alive or not, it only made sense.

Biting down on the head of yet another gummy worm, she wondered if she should try and contact Shen. But she had no idea how to do so precisely.

A knock echoed from the front door.

From the kitchen, she heard a soft girlish giggle.

Monica sat up straight, gummy worm dropping from her fingers to the floor. If they were back already, they wouldn't knock. Should she answer? She technically lived here now right? Rubbing her fingers on her shorts to get the sticky sour sugar off, she started forward and swallowed hard.

Glancing through the peep hole, she saw a man. Normal looking by all means. Tall. A bit rugged and unshaven though, his brows pulled down slightly. Maybe she shouldn't answer. What if he was dangerous and she just couldn't see it through this small hole.

His eyes clicked over to hers.

Gasping, she fell away from the door and nearly landed on the ground. The ghost girl giggled again somewhere inside the townhouse.

"I can hear you breathing," his voice rang through the door, muted. "Open up."

Monica straightened, worry never leaving her brow. She turned the knob and carefully pulled the door open, shoulders raised slightly as she looked up to him. "H-Hi?"

His lips didn't frown, but didn't smile either. "I'm your neighbor. Same building. We share a wall."

"Oh...uh, hi, I'm Monica," she introduced, holding out a hand. "Just moved here."

His eyes flicked down her body, then back up to her face. "Really."

She didn't know what to say to that.

"Tex," he said, taking her hand in a warm grasp. His grip was steady and strong, a measured shake performed before he pulled away. Monica let her arm fall to her side lamely, realizing just how bright his green eyes were. "I just wanted to see what the ruckus was about," he explained.

"We were playing games and then uh...they uh...left."

"I see."

"I can let them know you...stopped by?"

Tex shook his head, golden brown hair catching the porch light. "No, its okay. They don't know me."

"I...oh, okay..."

He turned and left after that, no goodbye or thank you. Monica watched him step over to his side of the porch, fumbling with the screen door before glancing back over to her. Monica squeaked a little and slammed the door shut, face red.