[Basira once, Daisy once, Melanie at least once, Tim, Martin... Their initial conversation and his outpouring of his terror and fear felt like a long-past dream and he couldn't be sure.]
A friend/coworker/acquaintance/tormentor. She isn't really using it anymore.
[Whether that was because she'd turned into a giant fuckoff wolf, or because she was now dead, anyone's guess. He hopes she doesn't show up here and want it back.]
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A little off topic but would you happen to have my jacket as well?
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It's not yours, is it?
[ A little detective work. Not that it takes a detective to figure that much out. ]
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No, it
Well. It is now. It belonged to a friend.
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The friend you mentioned before, right? The one you went to save.
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[Basira once, Daisy once, Melanie at least once, Tim, Martin... Their initial conversation and his outpouring of his terror and fear felt like a long-past dream and he couldn't be sure.]
A friend/coworker/acquaintance/tormentor. She isn't really using it anymore.
[Whether that was because she'd turned into a giant fuckoff wolf, or because she was now dead, anyone's guess. He hopes she doesn't show up here and want it back.]