Who: Regina and
OpenWhere: The church
When: Afternoon
Regina sat on the bench closest to the door, sighing. Everything had happened so fast she hadn't had time to breathe properly ever since she'd come "running" back to earth. Despite not being particularly religious, never being able to decide on a theory on God and not being part of any particular denomination, churches had always made Regina feel calm. She assessed the last few days, how unbelievably easy it had been to get the job that had once been her father’s – only because the family he protected had only good memories of him and she had lied and said she was a niece (couldn’t be his daughter, obviously, not after all this time). The apartment, she had gotten by paying the deposit with money her father had left in the bank in her name, same for her brother. He always thought of everything, obviously.
( And now you've disappeared somewhere )