Would she run? For now she didn’t seem to be looking for a way to escape, but he suspected it might be due to his presence. He watched a moment longer before deciding that, if she was going to run while he was gone, staring her down now would not change that.
“I’ll be right back, then. Um… Try not to wander too close to the edge, okay? I don’t want you getting hurt if you fall.”
He got up slowly, watching her eyes widening even more as he unfolded. His back itched with her piercing gaze following him across the room, watching him walk to the doorway of his bathroom where he paused. His eyes glanced back at her, barely seeing her peeking out from behind the box, before he shut the door behind him.
Where did she come from? Better yet, what was he going to do with her? His house wasn’t exactly equipped to cater to a person that small, much less a female. And why was she in a box…? He had more questions than answers, and he hoped maybe he could talk to her about some of them as he watched himself shave in the mirror, his lower jaw getting a little cooler by the minute. He took this brief time in the bathroom to consider his options.
Obviously he couldn’t kick her out and expect her to be fine, so he would need to dig into the situation a little more. Breakfast was definitely an order of business he would be taking care of soon enough. Did she like pancakes? Maybe French toast?
It didn’t take long to find his skin again under the stubble, cleaning his face and the electric razor. He took a brief glance in the mirror and patted dry before heading back out, walking slowly into the room again.
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FantasyChristian just wants to live a quiet life on his own as an independent bachelor, working a job where he wouldn't draw attention, and keeping out of the world's busy affairs. Simplicity seems relatively easy to maintain on his own--at least until he...
