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She moved the pen across the paper in front of her. Little strokes with her right. There wasn’t anything particular that she was drawing. The lines didn’t add up to anything. She was just looking for something to distract herself.  Anything to distract herself. It wasn’t working though, evident by the way the fingers of her left hand were tapping nervously against the table.

❛ Can I help you? Or are you just going to stand there and stare? ❜

❝ Oh god... I’m sorry, I probably look like a total loser for laughing at my own joke. ❞

Vince pulled off his glasses and dropped his face into his hands, wearily rubbing the sleep out of his eyes.  He couldn't remember the last time he got a full nights sleep, or even when he'd gotten to sleep in his own bed. He knew it would come to a fight with Lauren eventually, and he dreaded the day, but he honestly didn't know what else to do.  Looking at that picture every day and thinking about how easily it could have been one of his girls.  And this girl was just a picture on a board now, hardly any significant evidence and seemingly dead ends at ever turn.  

Lying down on the grass, Elijah kept staring at the clouds, trying to forget how far away from home he was. He had only left his house to go job-hunting in downtown Hamilton and had been lucky enough to get almost the same job he had back in Las Vegas but he couldn’t be there every night now because if his mother found out... Damn! Could he be any more pathetic? Twenty-three and still scared of his mother but then again, she was paying for his educa...

         “What are you looking at?” Kassia grumbled as she felt the gaze of someone around her. The black haired girl didn’t bother to look up to see who it was that was staring her down, but instead took another swig of her drink. The tall girl was dressed head to toe in black, with covered nearly every inch of her skin, but her neck and cleavage. She was always told that her breasts were her best assets and to show them off. Thankfully that day her neck and boobs were bruise free and she could wear what she pleased, the rest of her body had fabric clung to every inch, despite the weather being 30 degrees out that day. “Why don’t you take a fucking a picture?” She growled turning around the face the person. 

“I have exactly...” Her eyes glanced down at her watch trying to do the math in her head. “ 28 minutes and 34 seconds before my next patient, so come on spill, whatever is going on in the crazy little head of yours” 

“It is clear you have a lack of understanding when it comes to the English language...so let me put my phrasing into more,how shall I say, simplified terms...”