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8. Social Norms
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2021-08-30 10:16:50The next three days Tamara felt like she was going stir crazy. If Fenrir wasn’t following her and staying in her general space he was pacing around the outside of the house. She was getting tired of him not letting her leave and had stopped teaching him things. Things he should know but didn’t. Clearly didn’t have a lot of knowledge about computers. But it seemed that once she showed him, something in that brain of his clicked and he just knew how to do it. It was amazing and eerie to be honest, the rate at which he learned.
She hated when he sat and stared at her. Like he didn’t need to blink and she was starting to wonder if he even slept. She had food arrive from a delivery service and he had slowed down on eating but still ate a good amount. At least she wasn’t having those horrible dreams any more. Just a man in her house who she was sure was watching her sleep.
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