"I'm home!" You call out to your empty house. You prepared for this the whole walk back. You sigh as you walk walk into the living room. You feel as if you are being watched, almost hunted in your own home. Searching around yields nothing except the still atmosphere of your own house. The low moonlight coming through the windows giving you a small amount of visibility that doesn't help you enough.
"Maria, I'm home from work." You keep your voice steady, calling out to the darkness where your significant other is watching you from. You don't scan wildly as you feel that could trigger her, you simply scan left to right in a slow scan. Even then you can't seem to find her.
You drop you lunch bag on the counter and go about your daily post work ritual. If you couldn't find her then there is no rush as that could end badly. You barely know her but the bit you do know makes her seem cat like. If you go to her you are more likely to get harmed than being affectionate. You work through your post work ritual, cleaning, wiping, and putting away your containers you have and adding any new free food you gained. Today the boss seemed happy and left you with a good haul of stale and expiring foods.
"..." You feel the watching eyes that seemed to be everywhere focus and appear behind you. Your instincts tell you that your significant other is behind you. You don't rush, you simply continue on and speak to yourself.
"Work was alright. Boss gave me some more snacks so we can eat now if you are feeling hungry." You are only met with silence as she says nothing. You finish your ritual and turn to face her and actually see her for the first time.
An tall height for a woman but equal to you, lithe in build, with pale skin that does not appear or feel clammy. It almost reminds you of albinism, however her hair and eyes tell you that she is just a very indoors person and the undead life seems to cause her to pale even more. She wears almost conservative style clothes, though you do note a sigil on the breast of her outfit. Most likely a private or religious college. On top her head is thick raven hair that is in a bob cut style, though the waviness makes the hair cut seem far more puffier than normal. Her face was sharp and stone like. Seemingly emotionless with a perpetual line with an almost frown like quality to it. Deep eyebags sit underneath her eyes.
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Grimly you note that her once extremely wide and owl like eyes seem to have closed more into a tired stare, a sign that the anesthesia is wearing out. Thankfully you notice that her eyes seem dull, almost flat in their depths. You think that this is a good thing, they feel less like the abyss like this.
She shakes her head at your question, you accept the answer and close the cabinets to the food. You walk past her and into your dark room then gather your change of clothes as you head to the master shower. Behind you follows Maria who seems to only be focused on you. You strip and shower quickly as you always do, though Maria seems to be watching you from the small opening in door. You don't worry at this as you can guess that causing a problem over this could backfire, never mind that you don't see this as a breach of your privacy as you see nothing wrong with it.
Your shower finished and now you cloth yourself all while being watched. Her gaze holds no lust or desire, just the feeling of being watched and trying to be understood. You accept such a gaze and look towards her.
"Are you going to shower as well?" She stares at you before blinking and nodding. "Then let me get you some clothes when you finish your shower." You gather some clothes for her and let her shower. You sort both of your clothes for ease when you wash them next. Barely 20 minutes pass before she exits with fresh oversized male clothes.
"Hmm, you look cute in those." She stiffens with her eyes widening back to owl size. Her eyes rapidly blink, most likely she is trying to process the compliment. A bead of joy fills you at the sight before she seems to process it and nods at you.
You both tuck into the same bed, you face towards the wall and she faces your back going off by the feeling of stares on your neck. "Tomorrow is Saturday so I'll take you to the public library so you can pick out some books." You call out your plans and feel the stare seems to shift up and down, more than likely meaning she agrees.
"Goodnight Maria." You don't expect answer yet behind you, you hear her whisper.
"..goodnight."