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I got to my feet as soon as I heard the crash of the door slamming into the wall, and when her eyes met mine my fists balled. Her pupils dilated and went darting every which way, her gaze passing over everything without seeming to take any of it in at all. Her wild blonde hair fell over them, and when she jerked her hand up to brush said hair out of the way, I noticed her hands were sunburned and calloused. I took a look at all of her, and my fist relaxed. She was a small girl, thin with features that had managed to stay soft even sitting aside her feral eyes.
This girl was no threat. I did however take a peek behind her, just in case; you never know when someones junkie boyfriend is going to use them as the distraction or the bait, after all. Nothing. "Are you alright, miss?" My tone was as calm and measured as I could make it, and when her head snapped over to register it I became sure that there was something wrong here. Not dangerous, just damaged. She looked me dead in the eye and from her throat came a chorus of low croaks.
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