spindizzy: The ordinary are so frequently oblivious to the extraordinary. (Oblivious to the extraordinary)
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My brain is being a jerk made of anxiety right now, and I am trying to scheme properly for the new year and also write everything and I'm just... Failing. Wildly. Also I have no idea if LA has a bay, I assume anything with a beach has a bay.

Pet Shop of Horrors // Stop your ears with wax
G | 100 words | Count D, Leon Orcot | No spoilers | Leon swears he can hear singing.

"Do you hear singing? I swear I can —"

"Detective," D said.

"Sounds like that singer. What's her name? Something Blue?"

"Detective."

Orcot looked across the bay, expression distracted. The night was rolling in quickly, only the light of a boat in the bay disturbing the peace.

"Detective!"

D pressed his hands over Orcot's ears, and Orcot appeared to be so shocked by the contact that he allowed it. D turned Orcot's face from the sea.

The water around the boat roiled, but Orcot didn't notice, and D was not inclined to mention it until the mermaids had finished feeding.