#refliction

#Reflita

LEONARD'S NOT REALLY SURE JIM HAS A ROOMMATE. His accommodations are obviously made with more than one person in mind, but every time McCoy comes over - and he is over often, almost as much as Jim is over at his place - it's empty, which might be exactly why Jim drops by so much ( the same cannot be said for Leonard; he's got a roommate, he merely opts not to engage nine times out of ten ).

So suffice to say he's a little caught off-guard when he lets himself into Jim's place one afternoon and finds somebody else hanging around in there. He stares for just a moment, wondering if perhaps he's witnessing a robbery, but the other man seems too at-ease for that and anyway it's not like he ever had definitive proof that this building was empty to begin with.

GALE HAD NOTICED THE OTHER CARRIAGE TAILING HIS OWN and had thought nothing of it. The whole affair was strange and suspicious, the driver of the bizarre transport he'd been welcomed into ( though it hadn't felt as though there was much of a choice, really ) not entirely forthcoming when it came to all his prying. Being followed was the least of his worries, justified as it felt to be a tad bit paranoid, and anyhow for all he knew this was simply how business was carried out around here. Whatever business it happened to be.

He should have known better.

He scarcely gets a look at the spacious interior that lies behind the swung-open door before he spots the pale figure lounging on the couch, his presence entirely unsurprising. They had spotted one another on the platform they arrived at, though they'd not exactly had any time to converse. Gale should have figured his shadow was particularly sharp-toothed.