((MY GOD I GOT NO ALERTS FOR THE IC *Feels stupid*))
Silence.
The silence was nice, as the young dream walker was walking around, and not in a a dream. Ironic right?
She was walking by the old, and abandoned store as she heard footprints, growing curious. Wow, she felt like some sort of spy or something.. Cool! Well, it beat wandering all the time, and she was easily able to collect energy.. Since there were a number of people sleeping at night, and yes, leaving out all that math stuff, she can recharge energy little by little. "I'd say I'm... Level 3?" She questioned herself, soon shrugging and walking slowly into the abandoned building. Hey, how was she suppose to know that she wasn't suppose to go in? A girl will do many things if she were curious.
No really, she will.
Well, any who, these types of dark and scary places were usually a hero's job to take care of these, and bluntly honest here, she didn't really care about what they did, as long as it didn't result in no slumber what-so-ever. Day dreams weren't tasty. Too bland. Yuck. Not to mention empty calories. Ugh. Plus, if she weren't lazy, she would be able to go do something productive... Like write, or read, or try finishing up her resume for a part time job. But no, that stuff was boring. She grew ill of it. Seriously, it was like she was gonna vomit.
Can't hand in a resume with vomit all over now can you? Nah.. Oh god, that's gross.
The girl shook a little bit at the thought, trying to get it out of her head. Gods, it made her sick just thinking about it.
But what was she gonna do? It was night time, yes. There were people sleeping, yes. She could haunt people's dreams? She lived in an apartment after all, so she was never short from energy at night. Stalking people's dreams weren't the best though, they would get from cute cute cliche to M for mature dreams. The thought of that caused her to show an expression of disgust.
Though, haunting and going 'boo' in other people's dreams weren't too bad. People would say 'Hey! I saw you in a dream last night!' and others would look at them like they were some sort of pedophile.
Oh she loved her life.
And she wasn't about to risk it in some place like this. For now, she leaned on the wall outside, twirling her thumbs together and humming.