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I took their smiles and I made them mind, I sold my soul just to hide the light...
WHO: Cynthia Reed, [OPEN]
WHAT: Cindy is bored and goes out exploring, deciding to see what sort of cute little locally-owned shops there are in what passes for downtown and maybe treat herself to an ice cream.
WHEN: Thursday August 5th, late evening
WHERE: Around down
RATING: TBD - hoping someone’ll nom on her



The past couple of weeks had been surprisingly hectic for Cindy, and inevitably, homesickness began to set in. She used to love traveling, seeing new places and talking to the locals and eating bizarre food, but it was entirely different when she had that freedom to go home whenever she chose. For once, an impulsive decision of hers actually had long-term consequences, and she wasn’t entirely sure how to wrap her mind around that. Not to say that she regretted it; on the contrary, she was glad she’d done something independent and met her half-sister. Kyle was an amazing woman.

It just would have been nice to have the ability to visit home once in a while. She missed her mother, she missed her friends, and she even missed her step-father once in a while. She called everyone frequently, even occasionally sent letters or cards, but she allowed herself to keep in contact less and less lately, finding it increasingly difficult to fend off the inevitable questions.

When are you coming home?

Can we visit?

How is everything there? Are you staying safe?

She couldn’t exactly come right out and tell her mother about what was going on in Shadow Falls, and she was running out of excuses for not visiting. There would be a major problem at one point or another, but Cindy was pushing that off for as long as she could, not having a clue how to deal with it. She would cross that bridge once it started burning.

Spending time with Alec had helped her mood briefly, and of course seeing Kyle lightened her spirits, but she still couldn’t shake the lingering sadness. She wasn’t the sort to mope around and feel sorry for herself, so she tried to keep busy, but on this particular day, nothing was going right. She’d tried to sketch but broke three pencils; she tried to paint and couldn’t find the colors she wanted to use; she taken a nap but woken up with a vicious headache.

So she fell back on the tried and true - shopping.

It didn’t even bother her that the sun was beginning to set. She kept herself focused on the shops in what passed for downtown in this small place, poking through clothing and accessories and occasionally even electronics, making idle purchases here and there with nary a thought to the price. Money was no issue, never had been, so why would she worry about it now?

A few bags in hand, she headed to the ice cream shop, fully intending to treat herself to some frozen custard.