#ryan001

She’s tired, a heavy feeling having settled into her bones the moment she heard about Grayson Castillo and only continued to weigh down as she had spent the better part of the previous day and night consoling Blake. It’s a problem she doesn’t know how to fix, because there is no fixing it and that is a difficult reality that she needs to accept. She just needed a minute to breath in some fresh air, something not tainted with death and loss and before she knows it, her feet have carried her to the familiar diner --- or more accurately, to Ryan. Which always seems to be where Rowan ends up when her world feels like it has been pulled out from underneath of her. 

“You look like you’re thinkin’ pretty hard,” she comments, brows raising as she slides onto the stool at the counter of the diner. Elbows leaning against the cool tile, she lets her head drop into an upturned palm and gives Ryan a small smile, though it’s more tired than joyful. “Penny for your thoughts?”

With all the commotion going on around town, you’d think that Maddox had forgotten about the fact that he’d been meaning to show Ryan Fisher something he’d been holding onto for quite a while. A few years back, he’d found a magazine with her face in it and he had been saving it for when she inevitably got famous. It’d been in his car for quite a while and with the movement of the Trojans on the top of his brain, Maddox needed to be distracted or at least thinking about someone other than the Thanes and what their next moves would be. 

He finally found Ryan and before she got too far, Maddox ran back to his car and grabbed the magazine from his front seat. Racing back to catch up with her, Maddox hoped he wouldn’t miss the opportunity. “Hey, Ryan,” he called out. “Got somethin’ for you,” Maddox said, holding up the magazine and shifting it back and forth. “Meant to show you this,” he added, handing it to her with a grin.

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Looking at the bottle of tea that she knew she didn’t need, Sofia plucked it from the rack and closed the glass door to keep the cool air inside before heading to the snacks. She never normally stopped at the gas station after work, and if she did, she never went inside. With cravings tucked into her, she managed to find herself looking over bags of chips, before grabbing the most fluorescent orange colored bag as she turned towards the cashier, where she saw a familiar striking figure. “Ryan? It’s Ryan, right?” She asked as she approached the young woman, having seen her around, but not talking to her since they met at the party half a year ago. “How are you?”

It isn’t uncommon for Lorelei to find herself sat waiting in her car for one of the other agents to drop in to pass on information, but today she felt herself dreading the encounter as she placed her head against the steering wheel. Most of her day had been filled with questions, accusations and assumptions about her surprise return from the dead. The last thing she wanted was to have an awkward conversation with her superior about feedback from an agent, so she sat hoping there was no news to share. As the door opened, she lifted her head a smile rising on her face. “Hello Sunshine, how has your day been? If you ever consider faking your own death, I can highly recommend against it.”