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Lost Light Cat Shelter #1: pages 1-2

By the end of class, Max was no less tangled up in her head when Nathan dragged a chair over and dropped into it beside her without asking. He leaned in close, close enough that she caught the faint, familiar edge of his cologne, and for a moment his attention seemed to narrow completely onto her screen.

“That one looks like it should be on a movie poster,” he said, pointing at a dramatic shot of fog hanging over the Bay on an early morning.

There was a softness in his voice she wasn’t used to hearing in class. It was less performative, almost… pleased?

Max rolled her eyes. “You’re just saying that because it’s moody.” She tried to quell the smile that threatened to cross her lips.

“Moody sells,” he replied, a small smirk tugging at his mouth. It faded just as quickly, his gaze drifting for half a second before snapping back to the image like he’d caught himself wandering.

“So,” he said eventually, “you got time tonight? We could grab food,” he added, glancing at her, an almost-hesitant confidence threading through his tone.

It was exactly the kind of invitation she’d imagined and feared in equal measure, but... “I... can’t,” she slipped out. She cleared her throat. “I, uh… I already told Rachel I’d study with her.”

“Rachel?” he asked like he was trying to sound casual, but even he couldn't hide the surprise from his voice.

“Yeah. She texted me earlier.”

“Well,” he grinned, “put in a good word for me, then.”

“I can handle all of these fake Zims!” Zim boasted.

“Yes but what about-”

“I’ll be back before sunset!” 

And with that, Zim gave Stella a kiss on the cheek before heading to the Arena.

Unfortunately, Stella didn’t notice the sewage Zim working behind her!

SPLORT!

Whatever Remains: 309 Previous - Next - Beginning

He was met with silence. Perfect.

He walked over to Micha's computer and booted it up the systems, easily hacking through the lock screens on the monitor itself and Micha's several programs. The figure scrolled through the files until settling on his own; D4N13L.EXE 

Daniel opened his files as he rubbed at his eye. His nightmares had been getting worse as the days went on, and as a result, his left eye was becoming more faded, at this point now looking almost silver. Again...

And rather, he shouldn't say nightmares.

They were his memories.

They were still rather vague, but he knew damn well what they were. For whatever reason, they had been hidden from him. Blocked out of his coding, not even Micha being able to access them. 

One thing was for sure, however. He knew damn well who was behind this.

Postcards From Waterfall, Chapter 76

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Chapter 76: The Verdict

No one is ever truly alone. Everyone has a purpose.

And sometimes fate has a funny way of connecting us all.