Kiera settled at an uncomfortable angle, the sandpapery red roofing snagging her polyester disco clothing and preventing her from sliding over the nearby edge of the three-story row house.
"Sure. I think everyone does," Kiera answered.
The dinner party Evelyn threw to celebrate Kiera's first commissioned piece of art had been a success, as was expected.
Kiera's thoughts, warm and fuzzy after too much of Evelyn's special punch, drifted as she gazed into the quiet night sky.
"It doesn't really suck," Evelyn sang in such a happy voice that Kiera rolled her eyes.
Kiera managed a hurt tone and rolled on her side to frown at her blurry best friend of fifteen years.
"You're so cute, and so funny, Kiera," she sighed, and giggled again.
Kiera's tone grew more hurt.
Kiera was quiet and flopped onto her back.
"I'm not interested," Kiera said.
"I don't know," Kiera answered.
"I bet they'd be ruled by spiders the size of your car," Kiera said with a shudder.
I'll take care of your house while you're gone, Kiera offered.
"I'm not sure," Kiera murmured, hovering at the edge of sleep.
Kiera dreamt of a planet filled with spiders and dinosaurs and awoke in her bed a couple of hours later to the soft sound of her alarm clock going off.
Kiera scowled at the closed door.
The fact that he worshiped the ground Evelyn walked on and took care of her made Kiera jealous.
Kiera took her usual chair, and Romas ruffled her hair as he passed her.
"You didn't come to the party last night," Kiera said as she helped herself to eggs before Romas could fill her plate.
They exchanged a heated look so intense Kiera blushed.
Kiera's eyes flew up.
"Wh … bu… ah …" Kiera stuttered.
Stunned, Kiera tried to figure out what to say as they both looked expectantly at her.
Kiera found she truly was happy for her, though her own happiness was clouded by a sense of sadness and yearning.
Kiera frowned, concerned by his silence.
Kiera stared at him.
"Good to see you, Kiera!" he said, rising to kiss her cheek.
Thrilled, Kiera looked over the paperwork outlining her first sales.
"You're leaving me," Kiera said.
Kiera asked, thinking hard.
Kiera asked with a frown.
"That's not really normal though," Kiera said.
Evelyn grinned and tossed a paperback at Kiera.
"Yes, but I'm happy here with my video games and painting," Kiera reminded her.
"I don't know," Kiera said after a pause.
"I know it's far, Kiera," Evelyn said, frowning in disappointment.
Kiera doubted she would change her mind but decided to humor her happy friend.
I feel like I'm in a good place with all that, Kiera said.
Kiera had suspected Romas to be independently wealthy by his complete lack of concern for being anywhere but with Evelyn for the last three months.
"I'll miss you," Kiera said.
Kiera rolled her eyes.
Evelyn bolted for the stairwell, unwilling to allow anyone but Kiera to see her without make-up, while Kiera went to the door.
Kiera sought an explanation, recalling he was not familiar with most slang despite his mastery of English.
Kiera shook her head, perplexed by their odd invitation to stay with them.
Evelyn made it sound permanent, as though Kiera would just pick up and leave for another country.
The next two days passed quickly as Kiera helped Evelyn set up her sudden wedding.
Evelyn handled it all with cheerfulness while Kiera stressed over the shade of flowers clashing with the décor, and the cake containing nuts, which Romas was allergic to.
The newlyweds spent the night at a local luxury hotel-- also an arrangement made by Kiera-- and she was left alone in the row house full of boxes.
Kiera had never seen anyone so happy.
She left the bathroom, pulling on an oversized, soft T-shirt Evelyn had shanghaied from Romas and Kiera had shanghaied from Evelyn.
Kiera glanced around again, shook her head, and crawled into bed.
Kiera rose and trotted down to her studio, happy to see the movers had left her studio alone.
Settling Kiera on a grey slab bench, the first man straightened and motioned the other over.
Kiera hadn't wanted to come, even for the proposed week.
Evelyn knew-- and Romas assured her-- Kiera would be fine.
She had to bring Kiera with her.
One sat perched on Kiera's bed, watching her sleep.
It didn't spin webs and looked more to Evelyn like a mutated cat, but the moment she recalled Kiera's fear, she also realized that the cat-like creature would easily pass as a large spider.
Kiera would freak when she saw the cats.
"You leave Kiera alone," she ordered sternly.
After Kiera's three months of tormenting him, he would find turning the tables satisfying.
You know Kiera well enough.
"Take me to Kiera," she said.
She'd been contemplating how to break the news to Kiera.
She was doing what she thought was best for her friend, and Kiera would hate that.
That Kiera would have her ocean, sky, and grass on the new planet?
Kiera was cursing and shouting.
The softened expression on Romas's face-- only present for her-- hardened as he prepared himself to deal with whichever of his warriors had happened upon Kiera.
Romas strode in unasked, and she cursed quietly as she saw the cat-like critter chasing Kiera.
Kiera was yelling at it, her blue eyes large and wild.
Evelyn would've laughed had Kiera not appeared so terrified and bewildered.
The warriors made no move to corner the critter or even calm Kiera down.
He grabbed Kiera with the other arm and flung her over his shoulder.
"Kiera, it's okay, just calm-- " "Evelyn!"
Kiera babbled the entire time, convinced it was a dream.
Romas set Kiera down gently.
Kiera bounded away from him and flung her arms around Evelyn, who gave a startled laugh and hugged her back.
Romas ignored her and grabbed Kiera, pulled her away to face him, and gave her a stiff shake.
She elbowed Romas away to stand before Kiera.
"Kiera, I need to explain something to you," she started.
Kiera's eyes strayed from Evelyn's, and she twisted all the way around, taking in everything, before she started to cry.
Kiera wiped her eyes and gazed at her with a deep frown, then said, "I had a dream once about being sent into outer space."
Kiera's face skewed again as she started crying once more.
Kiera was bound to be traumatized until she saw for herself there were no monster-sized spiders on Romas's home planet.
Kiera's tears stopped sometime during the hours of explanation and history lessons Evelyn gave.
Kiera wasn't watching Star Wars but living it.
Evelyn looked defeated, and Kiera expected she had already covered the subject exhaustively.
"It had eight legs," Kiera insisted.
"I want to go home," Kiera replied.
Before Evelyn could answer, another thought occurred to Kiera.
I swear it to you, Kiera.
Kiera's chest clenched as she began crying again.
Kiera squeezed her back, feeling very, very lost.
Kiera had nodded as was expected while wondering what the hell Evelyn drank to make all this seem reasonable.
Kiera grunted without turning.
I can't make sense of things, Kiera said.
Kiera glanced at her.
Kiera did so and set it carefully on her knee.
"Too depressed," Kiera said.
"Romas has too much testosterone," Kiera retorted.
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