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#fictober23 day nineteen

"We can't do this on our own."

original fiction (continuation of this prompt)

word count: 575

Josie adjusted the buttons on her funky-patterned shirt. It might not have been the most professional, but given the nature of the person she was meeting, she figured he wouldn’t mind much.

She hadn’t spent much time on the campus of Trinity University since she graduated. She had once gone with Rhiannon, on the promise that they’d grab dinner after she went to the library. Josie had gotten lost in the archives and wandered until Rhiannon went looking for her.

Now, she waited for her friend outside of Griffith Hall, where Dr. Volkov had agreed to meet them in his office. She tapped her foot as she held a cup of coffee from the campus cafe. Josie knew she didn’t need the extra caffeine making her jittery. But hey, at least it occupied her as she stood there.

Through the sea of undergrads who were slogging through their afternoon classes, she spotted Rhiannon hustling her way over. She clutched her folder of evidence close to her chest as she weaved between students.

“Oh, thank God, you’re here already,” she said as she joined her, short of breath.

“Yeah, I wouldn’t miss it.” Josie looked up at the building. “Though I don’t know why we really have to make things… academic.”

“We can’t do this on our own,” Rhiannon said. “If you want people to take us seriously, we need the word of a professional.”

“And you think a philosophy professor will help people take us seriously?”

“Well, and I need to focus on my thesis or Dr. Druthers is going to kick me from the program,” she muttered.

“Fine. Dr. Volkov it is,” Josie said.

Josie had only had a few gen-ed classes in Griffith Hall during her time as a student, but she knew it was hell to walk through. By the time they reached the third floor where his office was, she had joined Rhiannon in being out of breath. Thankfully, his office wasn’t too much farther in.

She’d taken Dr. Volkov’s class for a philosophy requirement, so she’d met him briefly before. When he opened the door to his office, she knew he hadn’t changed much - a sweater that looked a thread away from unravelling, messy gray hair, big glasses. He looked like a stereotypical professor if she ignored the wild eyes behind those big coke-bottle classes.

He grinned at them. “Ms. Penn! And you must be Ms. McGee. Come in, come in.”

As Rhiannon and Josie followed him inside, she was surprised he’d remembered her name after all these years. She supposed she had been a very attentive student in his class. Too bad she’d gone with art history instead. Neither degree were super helpful in the real world.

His office was what some would call cozy. Others would call it a cramped mess. But Josie felt at ease settling into one of the chairs in front of his desk.

Dr. Volkov sat in his cushy office chair. “Now, Ms. McGee, you said that Dr. Druthers sent you here with a… cryptozoological matter?”

Rhiannon sat up, hands folded in her lap. “Yes. I did.” She took her file and set it on his desk. “Proof that Josie Penn-” She laid a hand on her shoulder- “is a real life lycanthrope.”

He looked at her. “And is this a recent development?”

Josie nodded.

Dr. Volkov smiled. “Well, I feel like this needs some tea.” He pushed himself back up. “Or something stronger.”

#alli writes shit #fictober23 #josie & rhiannon #shoutout to the ones who know why i chose the last name volkov #i may not have the sims available to me rn but-

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