Midnight

She heard a crash and a curse and thought “I’ll just stay here. The silverware was thrifted.” Like an idiot, she grabbed the book by the bed and entered the living room, only to be greeted by an old man, dressed in red, petting her dog. They talked for a bit before he had to go back to work.

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