[ after everything that's happened, Cheryl can only conclude that everything is bullshit and it's likely that none of them will ever be truly safe again. what choice does she have other than to try and keep her head up?
the apartment is quiet. Peter died. she tries not to linger on that thought, but it's hard to think of anything else.
Prior is a welcome distraction, despite his own scars and baggage. she greets him at the door with as much warmth as she can muster. ]
Cheryl's apartment
the apartment is quiet. Peter died. she tries not to linger on that thought, but it's hard to think of anything else.
Prior is a welcome distraction, despite his own scars and baggage. she greets him at the door with as much warmth as she can muster. ]
Come in, have a seat. I've missed you.