Lydia Martin (bansheeinheels) wrote in saveatlantisic, @ 2017-06-10 15:14:00 |
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Okay, so she was pretty used to Atlantis now, it’d been a couple of months, and she felt like she had her feet on the ground, even the insanity around here she felt as though she was in a good rhythm, she had Stiles here, and Malia was here. It’d be better if Scott came back, and while she was thinking about it, she wouldn’t mind seeing Allison alive again. Regardless of all of that, she shoved the wishes out of her mind as she headed towards Atlantis Beach. One of the people she worked with mentioned the BBQ and Lydia decided it’d be okay to check out. Heading down the first row, she was startled by the insane number of different kinds of corn they had. She was starting to wonder if there was going to be anything else at this place when someone thrust a cob into her hand telling her it was on the house. Trying it, she continued to wander around until she found a nice little bench to sit on. Taking a seat, she looked around when she heard a voice. |