[center][color=f26522][b][h2]Garrett Fisher[/h2][/b][/color][/center]

Surprisingly, the woman before him kept her cool at his biting remark. Garrett narrowed his eyes at Vicki, grinding his teeth together as he noticed that she was observing her. What was she looking at? Did he really look like that much of a piece of crap? He was half-tempted to peer into the window to see if he could catch his reflection. Maybe his hair was standing up, or there was a booger up his nose. He felt his cheeks begin to heat up-- it wasn't often that someone had looked at him so intently. 

At her question, he gave a lazy shrug. [color=f26522][b]"Got wasted. Went to bed late. Woke up early."[/b][/color] he answered almost immediately. Out of the corner of his eye, he could have sworn that he saw his shadow laugh at him. He tapped his foot more rapidly as he realized that his shadow, or [i]shadows[/i], were beings that could act on their own accord. He knew that they didn't skirt around the room simply because it was risky. [color=f26522][b]"Any more questions?"[/b][/color]

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