The life I've left behind me is a cold room

[kal_el_clark]

Lex had told me about working for Wolfram & Hart now. He didn't want another round of the misunderstandings like the first time so told me he'd joined them as the new VP for the LA area. It had something to do about Harry but he didn't tell me the whole story. Over the phone probably wasn't the best way to tell these kind of things

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[thegoodchild]

I've been working on redecorating while Harry's away dealing with his family emergency, whatever that was. Apparently he has kids now too with that skanky vampire slayer. I feel bad for him, I do but right at the moment I have a lot of shopping to get done. Mostly because my headcase of a sister threw all of my stuff on her front lawn. Bitch.

I was stepping out of the elevator, my favorite pair of Gucci frames balanced precariously on my nose when I bumped straight into a very wide chest. My sunglasses tumbled to the ground and I dove for them just as I heard the crunch of his foot landing on top of them as he tried to stop me from falling. UGH! Why was the world out to get me and my fantastic taste in apparel?

[kal_el_clark]

I was so busy looking around that I wasn't looking where I was going. Until I ran straight into someone, the perils of being so much taller than most people is you look over their heads sometimes when you're not thinking.

I stepped to the side to keep her from falling when I felt the crunch underfoot. Oh god I just crushed her glasses and she wasn't looking very happy about the whole thing. Why does this stuff always happen to me?

"Oh, I'm so sorry." Setting her up on her feet again I wondered if I could sink into the floor out of sight.

[thegoodchild]

I sighed as he helped me back up to my feet and apologized to me. I really liked those sunglasses! Now what was I supposed to do? I mean, I suppose it's not as if I can't afford another pair but it's a sunny afternoon outside and I was hoping to wear them.

"It's okay." I finally said after a minute because what else could I say to this very tall...lurky guy. Wait a second, he didn't look like a lawyer at all. Oh crap. "Your name isn't Angel is it?" I took a step back from him and looked at him wearily.

[kal_el_clark]

I bent down to pick up the pieces of the glasses, they were well and truly crushed beyond repair. After an awkward moment of not seeing a trash can and almost handing them to the girl (which made her give me a look) I finally just held onto them.

"Angel? No, my name is Clark, Clark Kent." Ok, I'm tall and I have dark hair but I'm not sure I like being thought of as Angel, especially when its followed by a look of sort of panic at the idea. "I was just here hoping my friend Harry was here."

[kal_el_clark]

Trust Harry to have a huge penthouse on top of it being a penthouse. At least there'd be plenty of room I wouldn't bother anyone.

Then she asks me what brought me here and there's the familiar stab of pain. I'm never sure if I should just tell everyone right away or let them find out but then I figure if they say things about parents and find out later it might be even more uncomfortable.

"My Dad died, I needed to get away from home for a while. So when Lex invited me out here I thought it would be a good time to come."

[thegoodchild]

I frowned a little when he admitted to me his reasons for coming to Shallow Town. After all, this boy looked like he belonged in an American Gothic rather than here in Los Angeles.

"I'm sorry about your dad." I said giving him my sympathy for only a moment before taking it away. It wasn't that I didn't feel sorry for the farm boy, it was just that if he wanted to waste away and brood about dead daddy he wouldn't have come to Los Angeles at all. Everybody comes here to forget who they really are.

"Don't you worry about a thing, honey. Harry and I will take real good care of you." I promised him.

[kal_el_clark]

I had to smile a little to myself at that, obviously she won't feel awkward for long. Which is actually kind of nice you do get tired of people tip-toeing around you and the subject.

"Thanks again. I knew it'd be easier to be distracted out here with Harry and the town than at home." Especially if he's so far out of his depth, trying to keep up keeps your mind occupied.

"So, what kind of parts are you looking for as an actress? "

[thegoodchild]

"The kind of parts where I don't have to take my clothes off." I said casually, wondering if that would take him by surprise. What? This is LA, he was going to have to get used to it real fast. "Not that I have any problems with nudity." I smiled at him suggestively. "But I want to be taken seriously as an actress."

And also I couldn't stand the idea of hundreds of people staring and judging. That would just creep even me out, I couldn't do it.

I smiled at Clark as the food finally came even though he'd only ordered a burger. Not that there was anything wrong with that, sometimes I liked a good burger but this wasn't really the place for it.

"Is there anything you plan to do out here? What did you do back home?" I asked him curiously.