"rory?"
"hmm?" peeks up underneath her covers
"mind telling me why i was met with a random guy exiting the house as i came in?"
"oh," tucks the blankets underneath her chin "that's dawson"
"dawson?" leans against the doorframe with questioning eyes and crossed arms
"rykers' cousin mom"
jumps "oh my! i haven't seen him since you were young. why was he here?"
sighs "i got sick at school"
"rory-"
"don't worry!" sits up "it was during presentations" nibbles on her lip "nerves i guess"
presses lip into a thin line "want some soup?"
"no" shakes head "i just want to sleep"
sighs "okay"

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Short StoryWhere a girl receives messages from an anonymous passerby who wants to show her the world. © tilmorning. 2013