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Hannah Zoë Cunningham ([info]onlyconstant) wrote in [info]storybrooketown,
@ 2016-04-17 19:42:00

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Who: Hannah Cunningham + OPEN
What: Attempting to be social
When: Saturday Night
Where: Beach/Bonfire
Rating: TBD, possible mentions of abuse.


Hannah let out a long breath as she went over to get herself a beer, which was much needed. She'd just left John so he could talk to a friend he saw, and she promised to stay around a little longer and attempt to be social. She knew Lux was around somewhere, and supposedly so was Apollo, but he'd brought his cousin. She was learning this whole Oracle thing was real, given a 'vision' she had on Thursday had just come true. John, her foster brother, was a mutant. Lux had pretty much confirmed that the day before, but it was still weird to hear from him. She wasn't anti mutant or anything, but it was still surprising to know one was her brother. And that she'd seen it before it happened.

Still, even with all the weirdness, this place was better than home. She was trying to be positive, since there were so many kids there who had better lives, she just didn't want to be send home and have it all ripped away like it always did.

The blonde went over closer to the water to watch the last bit of the sunset, something she loved watching. The sun rising and setting was the only constant in her life, so watching it was therapeutic for her. She was too awkward to approach anyone, but would chat if someone approached her.



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