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Darby had needed to get out and lately she’d been gravitating toward the Drunken Sailor when she needed this. After reading about ways to cope with anxiety and intrusive thoughts, Darby had bought a journal. Now, she sat at a tucked away table by herself, trying to her damnedest to write. 

It wasn’t really flowing, though. All she’d managed to get out were stale words about her secrets. Mostly, she wrote about Texas. The details of the attack were there, but it didn’t feel cathartic and Darby was just getting frustrated with herself for not being better with her words. 

Eventually, she decided she would start over again. She ripped the page out of the book and crumpled it up, stuffing it in her jacket pocket. After that, she stayed there a couple more hours, mostly just staring at her empty journal.

Darby sat anxiously at the table she’d chosen in A Brewed Interest. She tapped her fingers against the side of her tea, glancing around occasionally to see if Kira ad come in. Maybe she’d stand her up? It wasn’t like Darby was necessarily the person Kira wanted to see in her off-time. She did know something damning about the woman after all.

It was awhile, and Darby was beginning to suspect that she really wasn’t going to get meet by Kira. She sighed then sipped on her tea sadly.