꧁• Glen •꧂

She's glad she remembered. Not many friends to confuse her with. "I'm... well. I see you survived the other night."

"Hello. Was it Alice, right?"

They nod. "It's... nice?" They weren't sure if other twins had that feeling that always came when they were alone. "Better than any thriller, I think anyway."

"Oh?" That may be the first they've ever heard. "I'm a bit the same. Usually, with Glenda, my twin." But sometimes being alone, or without them, isn't too bad.

This was nice. Their head tilts up to look at the sky. No madness. No death. Content with this. They glance over. "As well with you. Though, I want to apologize for scaring you. Usually, I don't try to scare anyone."

ㅤ✎ℳ. I'm going to need to rewatch s2. But I have yet to watch the finale. Been quite busy

It was good advice. They've heard it before. Though, now, it's not much advice unless they were without their twin. Company? Well, they aren't much of protection. "Glen." They introduce themselves. "Well, I guess I am company."

Far from smoking. They shake their head before letting the swing to rock a bit. Comforting. "No. Needed a bit of air. But, really, you should be more careful."

"You know, being alone at this hour isn't safe," They say coming up behind her and take the swing next to her.

Oh.

Oh, they fell asleep, wrapping presents. That explains why there's a ribbon stuck to their forehead.

Christmas shopping? Finally done. Wrapping is now. They closed the door to the bedroom, so knock if they are needed.

Exhausted. That's what they are. Drained and sleepy. Just sleeping, that might not be on their schedule for tonight.

That is strange, even for party behaviour. No wonder they have been keeping themselves on the outskirts of the party. A shrug comes from. "Possible. Hopefully not." Eyes lower down at their drink. It would be like the last. "I rather not be at another murder mystery."

Yawning. They haven't been up this early for years.

This might be their first holiday alone. . . Not too sure how this will go.