It was comfortably cool and dark, but unnervingly quiet in the space Leila and Eve had been led to. They spent a good hour or two just sitting together on the bed, saying nothing, not ready to sleep but also too fatigued to do anything else. Without Clover around Eve felt a little constrained, even after the newly repaired chair had been politely brought up to her.
Eventually the silence was broken by the gentle domestic clattering of Eve making a fresh pot of white tea. Leila sat across from her, summoning up a pile of Jenga blocks and setting them up. The familiarity of their space-sharing helped ease off a layer of stress, but there were still many more to account for.
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mini scenes at the fetch motel