#we have 2 months until i find sandy irvines body and then hurl my limp carcass into the khumbu icefall

[feyd-meowtha]

Tap, scrape, tap, scrape, came a sound from above him and Gale jerked in fear, sinking further onto the floor, jeans crunching against the rough carpet. Tap, scrape, tap. It didn’t sound like the soft pad of a finger or even a knuckle, the sound had a crispness to it that suggested it was made by something small and very hard. Tap, scrape, tap, tap. Gale wrapped his arms around his head and risked a glance upwards to check that the curtains were closed. They were polyester, filmy, glowing white in the light of the street lamp but pulled tightly shut. That was when Gale noticed his mistake. Between the lower hem and the wall there was a sliver of exposed window through which Gale could make out the crescent moon of a single, sparkling eye.

“Hey,” the thing said from the other side of the window and Gale held his breath. “You in there?"

Coming to feyd_meowtha on ao3 sometime soon!!

Bonus playlist!!!