The little girl screamed as everything went dark, and utterly silent but for her breath.
“Grant?” she quavered.
“It’s just a power outage, calm down, the guys will fix it at some point,” she heard his calm voice from the living room where he casually flipped through his ipod.
She crept through the darkened halls, the late dusk like barely filtering through the windows.
She curled up beside him. He made a grunt of protest but only shifted his position so she could lean comfortably.
“Hello?”
They started and stared at each other.
“Mom’s not coming home for hours…”
“Hello.”
love all the contrasts between these two!
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