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open starter from : alice cullen location : downtown
→ two seconds . that was all the time she was allotted to feel sorry for herself . it wasn’t that she meant to let the papers go flying , those darned children on their bicycles – they would definitely be the death of her during her busy days . scratching her forehead lightly , internally letting the aggressions to surpass before you can see the petite woman rushing thrown the towns downtown , almost tripping over her feet as she is picking up the papers that have gotten away from her , hues locking in on a piece of paper on the other side of the road . ❝ hey ! hey ! please , for the love of everything grab that paper before the wind gets it again ! ❞ she shouts towards a passing stranger .
hera has been engrossed in her own thoughts , trying to plan out her next few days , when a group of kids on bikes came a bit too close to her for comfort . her eyebrows furrowed as she watched them swerving back and forth and into circles in the middle of the street . “ hey ! you kids need to be taught some manners ? ” she felt herself wanting to go after them and stop them in their tracks and teach them a lesson , like the girl has been used to with her own children . she was distracted from her thought when she heard a shout . hera nodded , bending down to grab the rogue paper . she glanced both ways before hurrying across the street and holding the paper out , a wistful smile on her lips . “ kids , huh ? they don’t have much regard for us oldies . ” she let out a soft laugh . “ are you okay ? need any help ? ”













