"You've reached Dr. Hadley. I'm not available at the moment, please leave a message and I'll return it as soon as possible."

(reach us both here)

I'm putting several of my muses on an indefinite hiatus. This will be one of them. I'm still around, and feel free to PM me or poke at one of my other characters - if they're around. You're more than welcome to add lawyerlarry. He's retired right now, but he keeps an eye on all my comms and friends. Hopefully these muses will reawaken and come back, but we'll see. There are duplicate muses out there that I'm sure you can follow for the character. Until then...

(I am also taking the stance that this didn't happen, but she wanted to react. Obviously, major spoilers ahead. Read at your own risk.)

I’m scared of death//And I’m scared of living//I gave up on the past cause it’s unforgiving//I misplaced my trust//I watched my word begin to rust//I’m a balloon about to bust I need a place for reliving.//Still... ~Blue October

A young brunette woman stepped out of the apartment building and looked around - helpless, hopeless. Tears were starting to fall to her cheeks, but she wasn't yet breaking. To passerbys - if anyone had taken the time to notice - she looked lost. Pale and confused.

A hand moved to her forehead and she stepped away from the building. It was only a few steps before she took a shaky seat on a set of stairs. Her head slowly fell into her waiting hands and she cried. The world was too busy swarming around her for anyone to notice the woman on the step - falling apart. Not a soul stopped to see if she was okay.

( Remy Hadley wasn't okay. )

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She shut down her laptop and set it aside from the bed. As she waited for him to come in the room, she shed her shirt and pants and leaned back on the bed, waiting with a small smile.