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ᴀᴀ ([personal profile] brav) wrote in [community profile] boat 2017-07-16 05:39 am (UTC)

[ They'd been out here for hours. It was already late when they'd driven up to the corner of this parking lot, but now it was in the darkest hours, the clock on the car radio reading 3:17, a realization that had Allison sighing as she leaned back in her seat.

There'd been rumors of secret societal hunters having meeting in this warehouse, some sights reported just a few days prior. But when Allison and Derek had arranged their stakeout, they didn't account for the possibility of either false information or an arranged warning to the hunters about having people on their trail. Several hours into the plan, it's all clearly hit a dead end.

Allison almost says something about it, beginning to part her lips to speak the first word, but her eyes fall on Derek gazing out the window, still focusing his attention, ears probably working to try and catch distant voices. But with the appearance of his disappointment, she imagines that hadn't worked as planned.

He's attractive even in the darkness which has Allison rolling her eyes as the thoughts surface. There was new history here, a few nights of casual flings to recall, no commitment present — he definitely wasn't her boyfriend — but it wasn't something she liked to think about when her head was clear.

Probably was, her head wasn't very clear now.

Still gazing out, she sighs, loud enough to be taken notice, as she pinches the edges of her skirt, sliding it back along her thighs, exposing more skin. ]
Pretty hot, in here, huh?

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