let's out a puff of air and knocks on ryker's door, clutching the napkin in her hand
opens door, "rory" wide eyed
stares "dawson, hi." smiles
mimics her lips "hey"
looks awkwardly behind him, "is ryker home?"
"huh?" shakes his head, "oh right," nods "yeah," opens the door wider for her to walk through "in his room."
brushes by and smiles softly, "thanks."
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barges in without knocking, "ryker! dawson let me in," pauses, dropping the napkin from her hands
gasps, falling off the bed "rory!"
"uhm," stares between ryker and the figure on his bed, "i'm sorry, i should've knocked" bends down and picks up the napkin
clears throat, "rory this is chloe," gestures between rory and the girl on his bed, "chloe, rory."
chloe chukles, "hi"
"hi" whispers, returning her gaze to ryker, "should've knocked," mumbles "i'll see you later."
looks from chloe to rory's back down the hall and groans, "rory,"
stops in place, clutching the napkin to her chest, "hmm?"
"about what you saw..." shuffles in place
turns around to face him, cracks a smile, "no big, it's fine. we'll talk later."
"okay"
nods her head and walks down the stairs
"you okay?"
stops and stares into the bedroom "always am," smiles
"see ya rory."
"bye dawson."
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Anonymous
Short StoryWhere a girl receives messages from an anonymous passerby who wants to show her the world. © tilmorning. 2013