Tiring day.

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(Don't mind the picture... I didn't draw much.)
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This was another week, Luci and Lena had been working a lot of cases, again, also stopping for Lena to sleep.
Lena had grown completely cautious and curious with Luci, she knew what was happening and she didn't like it.
She thought, maybe Luci was kidnapped and this is an imposter.
"Luci, don't hurt me for this, but... When's your birthday?"
The car swerved across the road as Luci tried getting their car back into place, their cars name was darling, then Luci scared a shocked look to his cousin.
"You.. You don't remember?"
"I just forgot it-"
"it's November 4th!!!"
Luci bonked Lena on the head with a newspaper, clearly frustrated and angry about it.
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Luci's eye bags had became more apparent, but Lena hadn't said anything.
But after weeks and weeks of the thoughts and the scary things happening, she thought it was only right to ask Luci, if he was really her cousin.
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The smell... The old crappy motel room smell, as it was horribly cleaned, and the lights were somewhat of a yellow, showing this odd atmosphere to the place, warm, yet disgusting.
The two people frowned, as Luci and Lena throw their bags down, and with a groan from each of them, they were on their beds, comfy and warm... But probably disgusting.
Lena and Luci immediately sat up and cringed.
While Luci went into his bag to take out some sanitizing spray, Lena was playing with her fingers.
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"I know you're not real Luci-"
"what? Of course I am."
"you haven't slept in weeks! You haven't ate!! You don't take showers and somehow you don't smell!! You don't get hurt, so you're not my cousin, WHO ARE YOU?"
"DON'T QUESTION ME, I DON'T KNOW WHAT HAPPENED WHILE I DIED, BUT I AM YOUR COUSIN."
Luci had stood up, his facial expressions showing anger as they softened and turned into a sad expression, sitting back down.
"Lena, I'm tired... We can argue about this in the morning.."
As angels didn't sleep, Luci wasn't entirely a full angel, so he layed down and dozed off, as well as Lena, their minds numb and plain.
And then darkness.
Sweet Dreams.
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How did I do? :)

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