Alistaire Anton Shaw (
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The Artist (Out Of Her Natural Environment)
Alistaire pulled up to the house. He still couldn't believe that Grandfather had run Alisa out of the city. He'd deal with that in due time, but right now, he had to get her to stop running. This location was a joke. A dirt road driveway? He was probably going to have to throw away these shoes. A large parcel was in the trunk of the Tesla Roadster he'd bought for the drive. He glanced back over his shoulder at it, before ringing the bell.
It was a lovely house, even if the location was a joke. He'd have to make sure to help her with the reselling.
It was a lovely house, even if the location was a joke. He'd have to make sure to help her with the reselling.
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She climbed down a spiral staircase to get to the front door as swiftly as possible. She opened it up, dressed in a tank top and jeans. before looking to see who it is, she spoke.
"Look, I know you are a nice kid an' all, but I told you I don' WANT to subscribe to de local paper. It's a waste o' a good tree!" She then finally looked and stood there in shock. "Alistaire? Did I inhale too much endust dat I am now seein' t'ings?"
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Later That Night...
Probably unfairly so to Alisa, who he was all-too-aware needed him just then, given everything that was going on with her right now.
Which is why he was here tonight, with wine and dinner from his favourite Italian place - they made a killer seafood stew - and a Blu-Ray of his favorite Simon Williams movie. (Because if Wonder Man could be a superhero movie star, then Ryan definitely could be.)
And so there he was, knocking on the door, not at all expecting what was going to be on the other side of it.
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