33 Apocalypse Ave., Friday Evening

[not_every_mage]

Anders was doing his best to be stealthy as he crept down the sidewalk toward the house. He was almost disappointed that nothing had changed in the last few days -- somehow he wanted the island to look different, now that he didn't live here.

Of course, he thought, he might notice more changes if he stayed away for more than a few days at a time.

He paused at the edge of the yard and eyed the house. "I don't see any lights on," he whispered to Dante. "Do you think she's home?"

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[rebelseekspizza]

"Maybe she's already moved to the apartment...?" Dante whispered back, huddling close. "Shit."