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“Are you lost?” she asked her gently, hoping to help the girl get somewhere safely. “Is someone coming to meet you  here?” Mary Margaret crouched down to maintain eye contact, and her attention.

"I,..." Victoria seemed stuck for a moment, attempting to focus but simply shaking her head. "I closed up the bar..." She mumbled the words, her eyes returning to the woman, a slightly confused look on her face. "My place.... it's somewhere..." Her voice soft as she tried to think of where, but she was clueless of it in her current state, trying to keep the thought rather difficult.

Send me a nightmare, if my character is scared of it, you win.

Send me 'Spin' and see what you get:

Mary Margaret had been leaving her and David’s meeting place, she felt guilty for what she was doing but she couldn’t shake the feeling of how right  it felt. Like they were meant to be. She hadn’t expected anyone to be wandering around this late at night till she heard the sound of shattering glass. A Young woman hobbled down on the street, clearly drunk. That was no safe place for a girl to crash. She walked over to her. “Hello.”

Victoria glanced up to the woman who spoke to her seeming a bit shocked about hearing another voice then her own. She pushed hair from her face, using a hand to keep her balance in her sitting position on the concrete sidewalk. "Ehm,.... Hellooo." Her word dragged out a bit too far, and the smiling on her face was much too happy for what was normal for her, but with the amount of alcohol she would have to restock in her bar now, it was no surprise she was acting differently then her usual. It was a wonder sickness hadn't hit her yet.

“Lack of people seems to be a good reason for some, looks like you fit into that category.”

"If there is categories for such things. I don't think most people enjoy many people all at once as often as they must be near them."