[Like every gullible person everywhere, Jack looks. Nope, no other guys with huge bags here. Must just be him.]
Um... [He looks back just in time for the girl in the lolita dress to leap off her third story perch and float down with the help of wings. Wings. The note in his hand--the one Jack fails to notice bears the same address as the house Eliza jumps down from--goes forgotten.] Now I've seen it all.
[Wait, no--he takes that back. Her tail swings out behind her and his eyes catch on the girlish bow tied to it, widening slightly in a look torn between being impressed and wondering if hallucinations are a part of his recovery process.
Now he's seen it all.]
This is just my stuff! Nothing exciting, really. Clothes. Some socks. Odds and ends. [Ignore that suspiciously egg-shaped object sitting on top of the pile.] You know. Stuff?
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Um... [He looks back just in time for the girl in the lolita dress to leap off her third story perch and float down with the help of wings. Wings. The note in his hand--the one Jack fails to notice bears the same address as the house Eliza jumps down from--goes forgotten.] Now I've seen it all.
[Wait, no--he takes that back. Her tail swings out behind her and his eyes catch on the girlish bow tied to it, widening slightly in a look torn between being impressed and wondering if hallucinations are a part of his recovery process.
Now he's seen it all.]
This is just my stuff! Nothing exciting, really. Clothes. Some socks. Odds and ends. [Ignore that suspiciously egg-shaped object sitting on top of the pile.] You know. Stuff?