|Cara Soriano (desertworship) wrote,|
@ 2010-12-17 03:31:00
After Nephthys confronted her about her relationship with Set, Cara needed to get away. She took the car she'd bought for herself (from Set's money) and ended up at the house of friends, sleeping there far away from gods.
In the middle of the third night one of them woke her up when he get into the spare bed with her. He kissed her throat and tried to sneak a hand up under her shirt. Cara slid him off her. (For a moment she was tempted, but then decided she'd rather keep her life than have a probably mediocre fuck here.)
"I have a boyfriend," Cara told him. 'Boyfriend' wasn't exactly what Set was, but it was easier than saying 'I'm a concubine in the service of the Ancient Egyptian god of Chaos'.
Her friend shrugged. "He doesn't have to find out," he said and nuzzled her neck.
Cara had just laughed at that.
Things here are
weird uncomfortable okay warm. What this house needs is a pool.
Your sister seems okay. Haven't seen her for a few days but it looks like everyone's healing and Set's not freaking out too much so it can't be too bad.
Why do I feel like a spy right now?