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"So if you do die, I won't get charged or have people say it was me." He mused simply, watching her. |
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Sadie nodded, unconvinced. "Uh, so, how many beds are in there?" She asked, motioning to the building. When she'd stepped inside the only room she'd seen was the kitchen. But there was one door that led to what she assumed was a bedroom and bathroom. |
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"There's one---you can have it, I fall asleep really anywhere." He explained, watching how she still stood still out on the pale brown sand. It shined beneath her, the waves softly crashing against it a few meters away. |
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Sadie studied him. The man was short-- not too short, truly-- and strong. He looked like he did not care about anything, while also looking as if he were the most emotional person on the planet. It was strange. She was silent for a moment before replying. She kept her eyes on him, trying to sum him up. "I mean, I spent last night in a tree, so I guess you could say I also can sleep anywhere." Her sharpness was gone, now that he seemed more friendly. 'But if he decides to be harsh again I'll come right back at him,' she thought. |
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"Don't blame you for saying so," He chuckled, leaving the door open for her as he walked back in, heading back to the kitchen to make some breakfast, finding some fresh eggs somebody had recently bought, cracking three into the pan. |
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Sadie stared after him, then followed. Not wanting to intrude on his room, she set her backpack on the floor of the dining room/kitchen/entry hall and busied herself seeing what was in the pantry. She studiously avoided his gaze. |
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Josef finished cooking the eggs and plated them, grabbing a fork before heading to go sit at the table and eat them. He reached for his phone before realizing he'd have no service, taking his hand back and eating. |
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After rooting around in the small cabinet for a minute or two, Sadie emerged holding a can of refried black beans. She began to heat them up on the stove, still silent. She really didn't know what to think of this man. She didn't even know his name yet. Not like she needed to. |
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Josef finished the meal, getting back up and cleaning his dishes. He glanced over at the woman, clearing his throat before talking. "So. . . what's your name again?" |
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Sadie shot a quick sideways look at him, wondering whether she should tell him or not. 'What can it hurt?' she thought. 'I won't tell him my last name, though, just in case he's trying to stalk me or something.' Still not looking at him, she said, "Sadie." Then she put the black beans onto a plate, grabbed a fork, and sat down at the table to eat. |
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