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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"
They talked for hours, late enough that Willow texted her boss to say she'd be working from home the following day. She'd drank too much and stayed up too late for her to be conducting any experiments or handling anything too expensive. She had reports to write and one of her supervising professors had roped her in to help her mark assignments, so she was going to have plenty so do anyway. She left Max on the couch. She didn't have the supplies to cook breakfast, but she made them both good strong coffee.
Honestly, Willow appreciated the time alone in her apartment. She got her reports finished, got her share of the assignments done, and even had time to do some reading and note-taking for her thesis. And, most importantly, she got some digging done on whatever happened to the heroes. At first, it was just trying to connect the dots, but it eventually became trying to find the dots. She'd hoped to find news on murders, on heroes gone missing. That was easier said than done. She'd invested in a whiteboard a while ago, but for the most part, it was blank. She had three or four confirmed disappearances and one murder. More heroes had gone quiet, but it wasn't like crime had suddenly become an epidemic and the media was crying out, asking where they were. She had a separate list of heroes that were still active, but who knew how many more there were that had just gone underground? She put down the whiteboard markers and went to make herself another strong coffee. It could be a long day.
Honestly, Willow appreciated the time alone in her apartment. She got her reports finished, got her share of the assignments done, and even had time to do some reading and note-taking for her thesis. And, most importantly, she got some digging done on whatever happened to the heroes. At first, it was just trying to connect the dots, but it eventually became trying to find the dots. She'd hoped to find news on murders, on heroes gone missing. That was easier said than done. She'd invested in a whiteboard a while ago, but for the most part, it was blank. She had three or four confirmed disappearances and one murder. More heroes had gone quiet, but it wasn't like crime had suddenly become an epidemic and the media was crying out, asking where they were. She had a separate list of heroes that were still active, but who knew how many more there were that had just gone underground? She put down the whiteboard markers and went to make herself another strong coffee. It could be a long day.