While I wait for inspiration to write an engaging intro for this sad girl, could I get some lines at bridgetown?
The hookup she had before leaving Portland for college that she didn’t tell she was a virgin, a high school ex, her first real crush, hookups/attempted dates in college in Brooklyn, anyone she’d know from building a life in Brooklyn for five years, the big college ex, anyone to help her deal with the legal/estate parts of her mother’s death, two older former stepsisters that heard about her mother’s death, anyone that knows anything about how to “own” a house, fellow medical professionals to make her want to come off of bereavement leave and go through the trouble of transferring her licensure and certification from New York to Oregon, roommates because there are taxes on this 4-bedroom she inherited, people she’d know through harriss or that Zenaida might have met back in middle/high school, people to make her want to stay. A quirky, cute guy for a slow burn to the front of the line.