![]() "I'm just feeling a little lost without her. "I really hope so." Tanya looked down at her boots again. "She'll be back from her music thing soon though." Clove said. "It's just been, a little stressful lately." "Tanya?" Clove reentered the office, holding a small stack of paper in her arms. Still, thinking about it gave her the chills. She had enough going on without another conspiracy. "Well, I can hear you." The mans reply was instant again. It was almost like he was talking to her. "People assume that time is a strict progression of cause to effect, but actually from a non-linear, non-subjective viewpoint, it's more like a big ball of wibbly-wobbly, timey-wimey… stuff." "I'll be back." She headed to the shop, glancing at Tanya briefly. Usually she wouldn't think much of it but the events of the last week had left her feeling shaken up. It was the second time the man had finished her sentence. But who? And why? There are whole blogs full of different theories." "That has a fourteen year range in DVDs?" Clove asked. "So what's the conspiracy then?" Tanya asked. He's like he's a ghost DVD extra." Clove looked up at her expression. She didn't like him finishing her sentences. It sounds weird but there's hidden ones, and they call them Easter eggs." "I was checking to see if they were all the same." "I like the bit about blinking." Clove tapped a small pile of DVDs among the books. "When I was at your flat Saturday, you had him on like fifteen screens." "Who was that guy?" Tanya asked, hoping to distract Clove further. It's not what you think it is." The strange man continued.Ĭlove paused it again. She was asking the same questions Tanya had it was harder to explain.Ĭlove turned her back to rearrange the pile and Tanya quickly hit the laptop button. "Book," Tanya said, picking the final one and passing it to Clove. "That's not like April," Clove commented. "She was a little vague about the whole thing." "She just said, she might not be back for a while," Tanya added quickly. "Oh, okay." Clove picked up a book they'd missed before. But still great." Tanya touched the key inside her coat pocket. "I would have thought she'd text me at least." She's great." Tanya wondered if she was really lying. What is it? Is it about why she hadn't been back to the flat since Sunday?" Clove asked rapidly. From April." Tanya looked down at her boots. Again," Clove rambled, running a hand through her hair. "What are you doing here? Not that I'm not happy to see you. "I'm not usually this clumsy, promise." Tanya helped her pick up the books and put them back in their original place. "It's okay." Tanya smiled at Clove, which made the girl step back and knock over a pile of books. "Sorry about that." Clove clicked to pause the video again. "Tanya, hi." Clove removed the flower from her hair quickly and turned a faint pink. They needed to stop repeating themselves their conversation wasn't getting anywhere. " Oh," She said again when she noticed it was Tanya. "Oh." Clove paused her laptop and turned round. Tanya stared at her for a long moment before trying to get her attention again. Her bright hair was loose with a plastic flower tucked behind one ear. Out of her pyjamas, Clove wore a soft yellow jumper over a striped black and white dress. "Hi." The girl was leaned on a desk, watching the same video as she was when they first met and looking deep in thought. "Thanks." Tanya considered smiling but she didn't want to push it. The fierce woman - Quill, according to her name tag - rolled her eyes. No amount of sharp jewellery or eyeliner was scaring her off. Tanya decided to brave asking the woman for help. "Yes?" The woman asked, looking over the top of her book. She'd never seen a sign that was so aggressive before.) She was dressed in black and had an aura that was slightly unsettling. The woman seemed to fit into the bookshop. She was reading through an old and battered copy of ' Mockingjay', with a bored expression. A blond woman with a sharply cut bob sat behind the counter. The evidence seemed to prove April had ended up in 1920, although she was still confused on how. Tanya had stated through the glass, realising April was right. It was lit up with purple lights shaped like stars. The bookshop April had written about was small and dark. It felt like giving up like as soon as Tanya started telling people April was missing, she was giving up any hope of finding her friend again. It took Tanya two days to work up the courage to talk to Clove.
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