Thread: Life After (Kevinn and Mim)

Charvi chuckled and shook her head a little when Grace claimed it was her lucky day. You may call it resourceful. I call it squatting. I was...homeless for a while, as a teenager, before a social worker found me and put me into the foster system. So I've squatted in abandoned buildings before...I just happened to luck into one where wealthy people had been living. When I was very little my mother used to tell me that if I ever got lost I should stay put and she would find me. She smiled wistfully. She hadn't seen her parents or her brothers since she was seven she'd forgotten what they looked like, but some memories came back to her and this among them. I suppose I just sort of fell back on that. I've lived in this city for ten years now so I wasn't very keen on leaving. Once the food was done she dished it up in the dishes that had been left behind. While Charvi took a enough for herself she left most of it to Grace poor woman was skin and bones. It was a miracle she could still move at all. No, I stole it. She laughed again. Well, I guess stealing isn't the right word for it since there's no one left to miss it. I get what nonperishables are left in grocery stores and break into houses to find more. The animals I kill myself, but they last me a very long time. She nodded when Grace thanked her. I'm Charvi, she answered when asked her name. When she mentioned it must have been lonely Charvi saw the waterworks turn on. Then Grace started crying, hard. Scooting over to her, Charvi shushed her gently and stroked her hair. She'd done her fair share of crying in the beginning, and if she'd gone on the road like this woman had she imagined she would have cried too. She leaned her head against Grace's. It was nice to touch another person again, especially another woman. Once Grace had cried herself out Charvi rubbed her arm and kissed the top of her head. C'mon. Once you're done eating you can have a shower. The people who used to live here left clothes behind and I think the woman was about your size there are some comfy pajamas you can change into and in the morning we can wash your clothes. Once Grace was finished with her meal she helped her up. It's getting colder but they've got a warm comforter on the master bed. If we sleep in the same bed we'll be even warmer. She couldn't deny that there absolutely were ulterior motives six months alone was hell when it came to sex. But if Grace were straight or wanted to sleep there was no way Charvi would push her into things. The sun was setting. While Grace got undressed in the bathroom Charvi brought in a candle so she could see--peeking at her firm rear while Grace's back was turned--before returning to light candles in other parts of the house. For now it was mostly the master bedroom and hallway, giving everything a warm glow to it. Electricity had been gone for quite a while and Charvi had adjusted to moving around in the dark, and the stars were more numerous and beautiful now than they ever had been. While Grace showered Charvi changed into pajamas the former owners had left behind. She was taller, and lithe so the man's flannel set fit her just fine. She slid into bed and grabbed a book she'd taken from a bookstore down the street, reading until Grace was done with her shower.