http://smileforaliving.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] smileforaliving.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] onepassingnight 2011-03-08 09:53 pm (UTC)

Neal smiles back, he really does think he could like her more if they were meeting under less unnerving circumstances and even with the oddness around them, she's proving herself pretty nice to be around.

Then again, this is Neal we're talking about, he enjoys most people on one level or another.

Grabbing his own phone from his pocket, he follows her example using it to cast a light into the basement. It doesn't look any different than any other basement, storage and shadows everywhere.

The shadows move though, shapeless things that shy away from the light. Neal blinks, trying to follow one with his phone.

"Hey," he calls out. "Hey c'mon, we're just looking for a place to hang out for a few minutes, don't mind us." But he knows he's not talking to a person, he's not sure how exactly but he's sure that whatever's down there, it isn't human

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