It’s a Date || Shawn and Wendy
“I don’t really have a job at the moment,” Wendy confessed. “I basically have a bank account that my parents willingly just toss their money in to and every so often I work some odd job. I don’t really need one, though. I’m always just travelling from one place to the next, so I suppose it’d be slightly hard for me to keep one.” She had never been the one for having a career. Her last full on job was as a waitress when she was a teenager. “But, I think that I’ll be staying in Eastwick a little longer than I thought, so it might be good to actually go get a job and move out of that crappy little motel.” She laughed for a moment. The little town of Eastwick had grown on her, and really, she hadn’t expected to stay longer than a week. But for some reason, she was actually beginning to like the idea of stopping and settling in one place.
“But, enough about me. Tell me about yourself, Mr. Detective,” Wendy insisted. All she really knew about Shawn was that he was his name, that he was a detective, and that he was from New York. She had always been one for details, so listening about other people’s lives and lifestyles always fully interested her.
Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before.