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xxlocation: apartmentxxxxxxxxxxoutfit: here
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xxx"and these secrets all that we've got so far,
xxxthe demons in the dark, lie again.
xxxplay pretend like it never ends
xxxthis way no one has to know"
Willow turned around to Max and reached over to squeeze her hand as she pulled away, but then left her alone as they drove. She knew that she probably wouldn’t want to be quizzed and talked at. She needed space, and Willow was willing to give her that. She and Winter spoke in low voices as they drove. Willow explained what had happened and how they’d met. Winter updated her on the job he’d been working last night. He’d had a close call of the security guard kind. He’d gotten out by the skin of his teeth and just a little bit of luck.
They pulled up outside Willow’s apartment. She lived in one of the most secure apartment blocks in the city. 24/7 security, gates, three different types of key required, and multiple villains living there. Plus Willow was friends with all of the security guards, which was handy if anyone came around asking questions. In exchange, she baked them a loaf of her secret recipe banana bread every Friday. It was the perfect place to bring Max. Nobody would look for her here, and even if they did, they’d never get near the apartment.
“Hey, Max, we’re here, okay? Me and Winter here are going to help you out, okay?” She said in a low, gentle voice. She helped the other woman out of the car and led her over towards the gate, where she swiped her entry card. It buzzed open, and she beckoned Max and Winter inside. She tapped her electric key against the stairwell entrance, and again held the door for them. She was questioning herself and her decisions the whole time. Was she doing the right thing? Was this the right thing to do? Or was she just doing it because she was steadily developing a soft spot for Max. She swallowed her doubt and kept going.
When she made it up to the apartment, she let them all inside. “Listen, I need to go to work. You’re off today, right? Can you stay here with her?” She asked Winter in a low voice. “Just for additional protection. You don’t have to interact with her at all, just... mind the apartment.” She added. He nodded, and she turned to Max. “Max, I have to get changed and go to work, dear. But you can stay here, okay? Help yourself to anything in the fridge or cupboards, or nap on the couch, or whatever you need. Get Winter to text me if you need anything, okay? You alright with that, dear?” She asked, resting a hand on Max’s arm.
They pulled up outside Willow’s apartment. She lived in one of the most secure apartment blocks in the city. 24/7 security, gates, three different types of key required, and multiple villains living there. Plus Willow was friends with all of the security guards, which was handy if anyone came around asking questions. In exchange, she baked them a loaf of her secret recipe banana bread every Friday. It was the perfect place to bring Max. Nobody would look for her here, and even if they did, they’d never get near the apartment.
“Hey, Max, we’re here, okay? Me and Winter here are going to help you out, okay?” She said in a low, gentle voice. She helped the other woman out of the car and led her over towards the gate, where she swiped her entry card. It buzzed open, and she beckoned Max and Winter inside. She tapped her electric key against the stairwell entrance, and again held the door for them. She was questioning herself and her decisions the whole time. Was she doing the right thing? Was this the right thing to do? Or was she just doing it because she was steadily developing a soft spot for Max. She swallowed her doubt and kept going.
When she made it up to the apartment, she let them all inside. “Listen, I need to go to work. You’re off today, right? Can you stay here with her?” She asked Winter in a low voice. “Just for additional protection. You don’t have to interact with her at all, just... mind the apartment.” She added. He nodded, and she turned to Max. “Max, I have to get changed and go to work, dear. But you can stay here, okay? Help yourself to anything in the fridge or cupboards, or nap on the couch, or whatever you need. Get Winter to text me if you need anything, okay? You alright with that, dear?” She asked, resting a hand on Max’s arm.