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TARGET: Open to everyone!

DETAILS: Current timeline.

When approaching footfalls echoed in the room’s entrance, Seren raised a single eyebrow and tilted her head to identify the intruder. Or fellow guest, she supposed. 

Settled in an oversized armchair, with long legs draped across the arms of the seat, sat the Night Court’s Second. Grasping an old, dusty book in one hand, she peered over its rim and bored amusement into the other from the depths of her strange, cosmic gaze. She reached out with her free hand and seized a large glass of a swishing, maroon liquid. “There’s enough here for two.” Nodding her head towards the large bottle of wine in the middle of a low table.

For the first time since moving in, Maya stepped out of her apartment with nothing to do. She’d set up her furniture and made sure there was food in the cupboards, but sitting in there alone had already proven to be extremely boring and she was only a few days into being here in Coolsville. She pulled the door shut behind her, making sure to hear the lock catch- security was something she’d grown used to in the city and even if this town seemed like a quiet enough place, she was on guard 24/7. 

The town was nice. Dull and uneventful on the surface, but she knew it would be good for her. Soon enough she was standing outside a building, the sign reading “Rosie’s Diner.” It might be nice to explore some of the local landmarks, and to get some food in her system that hadn’t been prepared in her kitchen. 

Maya stepped inside, finding a booth quickly and sliding into it, picking up a menu from the table. A waitress approached and she decided on coffee and a sandwich, and off the employee went to put in her order. The place seemed nice, it wasn’t too busy even with a few tables full of chatting friends and couples. But the chatting wasn’t loud enough to cover the conversation being had at the counter- a stranger sat, speaking into their phone quite loudly. Maya glanced up, accidentally catching the eye of the customer making the noise just in time for their call to end. She quickly averted her eyes, pretending to be interested in the menu in front of her again. She hoped they would forgive her prying eyes, but it became clear that they wouldn’t as they approached her table. 

The brunette sucked in a breath, turning to the fresh face and smiled. “Can I help you?” 

ATHLEENIA MERIET | DIANE KRUGER

Damien pressed the palm of his hand into his eye. The library was quiet and he didn’t want to get up and ask the group at the far table if they understood what they were supposed to be doing even though he knew the guy in the middle was in his class---that was all he needed.

Had it been his old school, he would have sauntered up and had them eating out of the palm of his hand. But this was different---everyone knew things he didn’t. He was the little fish this time around. So little, he didn’t notice the shadow above him until he returned from his thoughts and jumped.

“Jesus,” he panted and glared. “You could say something instead of standing there like a creep.”

Exhausted. Worn out. Weary. Tired. Drained …

All those things and more could be used to describe Autumn as the last parent picked up their hyperactive three year old. She let out a long and over exaggerated sigh as she practically fell into the big rocking chair that she only used for two things -- story time and nap time. Technically it wasn’t nap time, but it sure felt like it.

Her eyes were starting to get heavy, sleep was starting to take over her body.

This was a very bad dream. A bad one, he had to wake up of this nightmare. Having just woke up, Kazuki remembered that the bear told about killing each other, and that threw him off-balance. His breathing got faster, his pulse beating more harder every time and his world swirled around, he was confused. "Why...Why did this have to happen?"