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Jul. 1st, 2005 01:24 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ginsu_masterLeo slips into the apartment through the balcony window. Between Don's "experiments" on the mechanics of turtle-to-human transformation and the Foot's constant hounding and...
He shook his head. Excuses. Nothing but excuses. He should have done better.
"Hey Apr--"
Her place has been trashed. The mattress and box spring thrown across the room. Dresser drawers pulled out and emptied. All her cabinets hanging open, cans popped open and the smell of over ripe peaches is just hanging in the air.
No one there. Just a letter left on righted table. And a snapshot of April getting on a plane.
"Well, shit."
He shook his head. Excuses. Nothing but excuses. He should have done better.
"Hey Apr--"
Her place has been trashed. The mattress and box spring thrown across the room. Dresser drawers pulled out and emptied. All her cabinets hanging open, cans popped open and the smell of over ripe peaches is just hanging in the air.
No one there. Just a letter left on righted table. And a snapshot of April getting on a plane.
"Well, shit."