forum Star Light, Star Bright (REBOOT) // One-On-One // CLOSED

Started May 12, 2019 by Deleted user

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(shoot I'm sorry I thought I'd replied)
Blake looked over at Parker. "That the famed note?" he questioned, turning on the heat.

"Yeah," Parker sighed. "I thought it would be better to leave it at home and take a photo then bring it with me."

"Fair enough."
A couple minutes later he'd set a plate in front of her. "So you really don't have a plan yet?"

She shook her head. "No, not really. Honestly, I didn't think I would make it this far."

A rueful smile appeared on Blake's face. "Figures I'd be the one to get you here." He circled out of the kitchen and went to sit next to her. "Let's plan this then. Is this the only lead we have?"
We. The automatic we. He had to admit, it felt good.

Parker blushed. She wasn't used to Blake saying we. Granted, it had been a few years, but the feeling remained. "Yeah, the only lead."

"That makes it quite easy then, doesn't it?" he said after a thoughtful pause. "So we drive there, follow what we find. And if we don't find anything, I think this place is our best bet for finding anything else, do you think?" he said methodically.

She'd missed this. Blake hadn't changed, and yet he had so much. "Yeah, that sounds like a plan."

"Alright. You'll sleep in my room then, I'll sleep down here." He got up from his seat to clean up the cooking and retrieve the necessary bedding.
What did he think he was doing, trusting her so easily? It shouldn't matter that they'd ever been close, not when she'd hurt him the way she had; and yet, curse his soft human heart, it did. It mattered so much.

She wanted to tell him that she could sleep downstairs on the couch, but he was out of sight before she could. She sighed.

He went back downstairs only to dhress the couch in sheets for her. He was halfway up the stairs when he paused.
"Good night, Abigail," he called quietly, hand hovering over the stair ramp.

"Goodnight," She called after him softly, watching as he went upstairs. She was surprised that he was helping her.

((I'm so sorry, my exams are doing me in))
He headed upstairs with an armful of sheets to freshly dress the bed for her.
"Come on up," he gestured. Within 10 minutes, the bed was made. "So… goodnight, Abigail," he said softly, avoiding meeting her gaze.

(oh me too)

"Goodnight…I guess," She replied softly. She watched as he left. She wasn't able to voice that she was fine sleeping on the couch, so she sat on the edge of the bed."

Blake pattered back down the stairs to the couch. With a long sigh he collapsed onto the couch, shutting his eyes against the strange situation.
Within minutes, he'd fallen asleep.

Parker woke up early the next day. She always woke up with the sun. She pulled out her laptop and started to look up bus routes to where they had to go.

Blake woke only slightly under an hour later. He carefully sat up, his thin blanket sliding onto the floor. Abigail wasn't downstairs yet. With a yawn and a stretch the stumbled to his feet, the situation coming back to him in blurry chunks.

"If we want to go to the Crystal Falls whet fields, then…" Parker thought out loud, her voice low. "Then we'll have to travel through Luxton."

(I'm so sorry!!! I should be back to regular posting now!)
He sighed, walking into a wall as he rubbed at his tired eyes. He let out a yelp, taking a surprised step back.
"Fine," he grumbled to the wall. "I'm awake."

"We could catch a bus or train… But it might be easier if Blake drives. That is, if he wants to."

He went to sit at the kitchen island, continuing to rub his eyes. I guess I should back if we're leaving today. Some nice things, if she's coming. I should probably warn some people I'm leaving for a bit. Gosh, this is ridiculous, riding off to some detective mission. But I mean, they're missing. There's a chance she's right so I've got no choice. Here we go, I guess.