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─ REBECCA LAWRENCE ;

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After wandering around aimlessly for hours, Becca was pleased to know the amount of people that they had managed fit in the Marine Science Center. While it was a little packed here and there, it’d all been familiar faces for the most part. This type of closeness, it certainly couldn’t be replicated in a place like the Big Apple. The southern charm always got to Rebecca, which was why summers in Westbrook appealed to the woman so much, even when she was just there for the summers as a little girl. She liked being in an environment where neighbors knew neighbors— back at home, the doorman to their penthouse changed so often, she could never keep up with the current one. Seeing familiar strands of blonde hair, her brown hues lit up as she made her way to the figure. “Louise!” She exclaimed, a smile stretching over her features. “God, you’re here too? It’s like we’re at some social event, honestly,” Shaking her head, she let out a small laugh. “How are you doing?”

Rather cocooned in her own little world, Louise had been wandering around and keeping rather to herself over anything. It was rather packed in certain area’s of the Marine Science Center and those were ones Louise wanted to avoid at those crowds for now. Plus, it has been quite a long time since she was able to visit the Aquarium. The perfect opportunity to wander around and just spend some time where others remained cooped up. There were a few familiar faces causing a smile to slip upon Louise’s lips before walking further into the quietness. Feeling the buzz of her phone, pulling it out to see a text message back from Frankie, the smile remained before slipping her iPhone into the back pocket of her pants. A familiar voice brought her attention instantly, turning to see Becca as a her smile widened even more. “Oh my god, Becca!” Instantly pulling her into a hug for a brief second, patting the other’s back before parting. “I’m here. Honestly, if the terms were different, it would be something raving about,” laughed Louise, eventually pulling away from Becca before sighing, “Honestly, not much has changed since the last time we’ve spoken. Going through the daily motions, looking at penguins, thinking about One Direction reunion after the news of the Jonas Brother’s Instagram being reactivated. What about you?”

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─ MASON KING ;

It wasn’t the cold that Mason minded, it was being stuck in the Marine center for longer than was necessary. He could do the undercover work, create a persona to infiltrate the local gang, but he still needed the time to decompress. It wasn’t exactly an easy thing to do when there were Reapers lurking around every corner. So when someone crossed his path, it was almost compulsory for him to speak up, “Hey. You know when this storm’s suppose to die down? Or when they plan to let us go back home?”

There wasn’t much thought Louise had upon the situation on it’s own. It was seeing a gathered body of individuals in one area which was far more surprising. But, nonetheless, it was quite nice to see faces that you haven’t seen in quite a bit of time or even knew ones. Though, as she wandered around, a voice of what seemed to be in her direction caused her attention to turn. “Sorry, I have no idea,” she began with a shrug, “I’m sure there’s going to be some announcement when the storm clears up or they’ll update us soon. Trust me, I am just as ready to get back home myself too.”

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📩 imessage: louise lockwood.

Frankie: Yeah, but those are probably from the rats and roaches who stay there. Oh yeah, there's a lot you don't know about me. I'm thinking of going out for Mr. Universe this year. The competition is looking pretty weak.

Frankie: Is that supposed to be one of those "guess which of these doesn't belong" lists? I'll be holding my breath. You're better off there than here. I wouldn't be surprised if they break into the YMCA song here pretty soon.

Louise: Good thing, you don't have to worry about ever going there. Anyway, things will pass over soon and you'll be back home again. I know. I feel like I'm learning plenty now. I'm interested though. I need to know more. Oh, I saw the competition too. So weak but you'll be the winner within the first few seconds. You'll get all of the ladies too.

Louise: No, not at all, I would honestly never do that and ask of that because I know which one you'd get rid of. I would like to not hear you rejecting One Direction once again. You're right. Hey, record a video for me at least, please? It would be a shame if I missed out on this though.

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📩 imessage: louise lockwood.

Frankie: Well, as a resort, I'd rate it two stars. As a gym, it's not so bad. A super jock like me? I'm insulted you had to ask. I'm up to like 600 right now.

Frankie: I mean, I'd personally say Tony, but they'd probably appreciate anything else. Who appointed you to the role of penguin nanny, anyway?

Louise: Man, even that sleazy hotel on Interstate 95 has a better rating. Yeah, didn't know about super jock Frankie. I just thought everything on the physique came quite naturally. But wow, I would love to see this happen though? Are you becoming a body builder?

Louise: Tony, Michael, One Direction, it's quite majestic if you ask me in the end. But, be warned, maybe in the middle of the night, you'll wake up and hear One Direction blasting. Oh, no one. I just found myself wandering around here which is all. There isn't much going on or familiar faces I know around so I have decided to explore.

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📩 imessage: louise lockwood.

Frankie: Good to hear. I'm alright, I got looped in with the YMCA crowd, so I guess if I get bored, I can bench some weights to stay warm?

Frankie: Just kidding, that sounds terrible.

Frankie: What kind of band name is the Penguins? Can't say I blame them, though. I always hated it when my ears bled.

Louise: Oh, so it's not fun to stay at the YMCA? Yeah, that doesn't sound too horrible. Wait, do you even lift? If so, impressive. What's your max?

Louise: Tell me about it.

Louise: No, my phone autocorrected penguins to Penguins. There's no band named the Penguins. Technology, huh? Anyway, I love knowing this time after time. Would you prefer if I played them some Michael Bublé? It's getting rather late. I figured I could soothe them to sleep faster.

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📩 imessage: louise lockwood.

Frankie: Hey, just checking in to see if either you or your phone are still alive.

Frankie: Or both. Both would be good.

Frankie: Are you at the Marine Center? I don't hear any One Direction playing over here.

Louise: Hi there. Yes, as a matter of fact, both the phone and myself are alive. Thanks for checking in. How are you?

Louise: I am and it's a damn shame. I was going to play Stockholm Syndrome on blast but they told me the Penguins hate One Direction. The Disrespect? Anyway, beside the point.

Louise: How are you handling?

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─ LENA ABERNATHY ;

Lena was on duty, there was nothing more she wanted to do was to get back to work until her shift was over so she can head home and get some sleep. Sleep, something that had felt so foreign for the last several weeks. So at Louise’s remark, Lena nodded and shrugged her shoulders just a bit. “I mean how many hot EMT blondes do you see walking around here Louise?” She tossed out, only to wiggle her brows at the other. Scrunching up her face at the mention of feeling weird going through someone’s belongings. “You do realize that it is part of the process of wanting to return it right? You’d have to open it, whether you want to or not. And knowing you, its going to sit there and taunt you until you do.” She pointed to the leather object the other was holding. “I know it seems like forever….even years. But since that whole Alexis’s incident i’ve been doing a little more then what’s required of me.” She told the other, and that was true. Even during her shifts she was on the look out looking for suspicious activity that would or possibly could lead her to Alexis’s killer. Something Athena was sure to yell at her for if she had known. “Alright, whats the harm of a cup of coffee and a chocolate chip muffin.” Lena replied, “pfft, like you’d ever use their money.” She teased, “ready when you are,”

Louise always found laughter whenever Lena was around. It even meant Louise could be around someone and feel childish because it happened plenty of times before - plus, Lena was always the one out of them coming up with ideas on pranking people. It was always a joy having the other around. “I’m only answering this because you’re my friend but not many.” Laughter soon escaped her lips, even causing the bridge of her nose to scrunch. Lena’s later words did make plenty of sense in the end, even causing Louise to sigh before playing with the leather of the wallet and opening it up to see who it was. “Oh god, this is the old lady I spoke to before or well, she spoke to me before about the weather and how it’s going to be a cold winter. I can’t believe it. First off, I didn’t even believe her when she told me and now, here’s her wallet.” The longer Louise focused upon the wallet, it amazed her but the word vomit was evident and took over quit before breathing. “I’ll bring this over to her once we part. I know exactly where she lives.” There was a calmed down Louise now as she softly smiled toward Lena. The topic of Alexis always brought an unwavering knot in her stomach. “Yeah, I can imagine. I hope you aren’t overworking yourself too much though. Have you noticed anything of the unusual?” It peaked Louise’s curiosity, knowing she didn’t have a proper relationship with Alexis’ beside their deep connection to One Direction but even that, they were forever strangers to each other and always would be. “See, look at how good I make proposals.” Linking her arm with Lena’s, Louise started dragging them toward the nearest café. “Beside being busy with work, what’s been going on with you?”

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─ AMELIA ENGAL ;

“I know. It’s probably some kind of payback for the amount of times I’ve opened it and forced the credit card in a machine. Needless to say, I’ve been enjoying the last bit of the boxing day sales.” The brunette said as she rose the bags at her side and smirked at the woman. “I would have probably looked through it and grabbed the money, then handed in at a nearby store.” At least she was honest, but she wouldn’t exactly be mean enough to keep the wallet. That, she’d return. Auburn hair wipped in her face as she turned her head, finally nodding. “Sure, let’s go.”

Somehow, even Louise found a laugh escaping her lips at the other’s words, “Well, I suppose so. But ignoring all of that, I have to ask the important question, what kind of cute things did you end up getting from boxing day?” Seeing how this is where the part of the conversation peaked her interest, wrong it was but she had to ask the questions. Once hearing the other’s words again, the blonde nodded but at least, appreciating to hear the honesty from the other now. “At least you’re honest about it.” She spoke up, nonchalant tone to her voice. Softly smiling, now she started to head toward the local café, “Oh, I’m Louise, by the way.”

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─ OLIVIA ROMERO ;

Olivia couldn’t help but break out into a laugh herself as Louise started laughing uncontrollably. Waving it off, she shrugged her shoulders. “It doesn’t matter, I love them all. Preferably something with chocolate or cinnamon, or maybe even caramel. But really, as long as it’s cereal and I can eat it out of the box, I’m happy.” She knew it was silly, but she still didn’t mind sharing it with Louise. She was ready to make a real friend again, someone who knew her inside out, someone she could just have fun with. So far, Louise seemed to be that kind of person. Olivia was sure they could have plenty of nice hours together if they wanted to. “Right? I would wear everything you put on your body. If it’s the same with me, everyone would just love it. We can teach them all how to get better at fashion.” She emptied her wine, putting the glass down as Louise asked her next question. “Uh – it’s good. Better than some other towns I’ve tried. I mean, yeah, everyone’s a bit depressed and stuck up, but… I like it. And it’s been – what, a few months now? Time flies by.”

Louise was full of laughter tonight. It was nice transition over how things were unexpectedly going around but she needed it and she definitely made it known from her bright self around Olivia. “This is a lot to take in but I am definitely taking a mental reminder of everything right now. So, I’ll make sure to shower you with endless amount of cereal’s when it’s near your birthday. Perfect.” She had happily reminded the other, smiling effortlessly glazed before collapsing her hands together. Little things like that was always something Louise remembered in the first place. She had a knack for it - especially when people least expected it. For a new friend, one Louise instantly cared about, she’d remember all of the great things. “I’m loving every single second of this. I’m honestly sold for all of us. Plus, Westbrook has all of the cutest boutiques and never seen before items, people will be jealous.” Lifting her wine glass to her lips, her attention was held upon Olivia and wanting to know more about her friend. “How many times have you lived in before? If you don’t mind me asking at all. But, I’m glad you like it here because I want you to stay around forever. I like you that much.”

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─ SOPHIA VANDERBILT ;

“You definitely have all the human decency I needed today. You’ve saved my day, I think you’ve done a good deed for now.” Sophia nodded at the other, the wide smile not once leaving her face as she turned around to go towards the café she pointed out. “Right? Everything’s so cold, I don’t know if I’ll ever warm up again.” Of course that was only a joke, Sophia knew it would only take a good cuddle from her dog or a hot shower to warm up again. “I don’t think so. I’m Sophia. It’s nice to meet you, Louise.” Looking over at the blonde, she tilted her head to the side. “I like anyone who’ll get a hot coffee with me in this cold weather, so I already like you.”

“Thank you. You know, you’re just as kind. So, thank you for all of that.” Louise found herself smiling from ear to ear now, feeling completely flattered now. Although, it eventually fell because her teeth started to chatter but nonetheless, managing to allow a laugh to escape from her lips. “Honestly, I’m starting to believe this is just the beginning to a too long winter. I should’ve believed that one lady who tried to make small talk with me and told me it was going to be a chilly winter. I just shrugged her off.” Now re-thinking of the experience, all she knew was the words of the kind, older lady was a warning. “It’s a pleasure to meet you now, Sophia.” Smile growing further, nodding before slowly turning her position toward the café not much further down. “It’s almost like you read my mind as well. Who doesn’t love to bond over coffee in cold weather in the first place? Shall we?”

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─ AVRIL YORK ;

Avril was truly grateful that it had been Louise that came to find the contents in which she had dropped, especially that of her wallet. She was more then aware of the process involved when it came to replacing all of the important shit within the black wallet. She didn’t have time for that. “At least you took the opportunity to try and give it back, not a lot of people would do that.” She reminded her. At one point, Avril would’ve been one of those people. “I can make that happen if you’d like.” She suggested, “Just say the word, Lockwood, and you got it.” Everyone should be complimented, grant it, if it wasn’t about her skills in the OR, then Avril couldn’t give two seconds about them. But she knew others liked to be complimented, and hey, credit where due, she figured. Taking the wallet from her, “Thanks. And no, no — teenagers. Call was over.” She assured with a firm nod of her head, more than over. “Yeah, I don’t warn when I punch. Sorry, but don’t worry, you’re in luck this time around.” There was brief pause as the blonde turned the subject upon Avril, a semi-awkward laugh fell from her lips, then a shrug. “Yeah, it was great.” It wasn’t a complete lie. “Kids’ enjoyed it, so. How was yours?”

“I know. If I did anything otherwise with the wallet, I swear it would’ve eaten me alive and we all know how bad I feel about things. I apologize all of the time over everything.” The blonde answered Avril through laughter, even know, it was the complete and utter truth over how Louise was. The last thing she would’ve ever wanted to come off as someone polished because it was precisely everything she wasn’t. But, she tried, all she was ever trying to do was try recently. “Oh man, that really does mean a lot.” Somehow shocked, it was evident throughout her tone and how the expression of surprise glazed over her features but she eventually did smile. Once the wallet was returned, Louise put her hands deep in the pockets of her coat, feeling a ping of cold surface over her. Nodding at the thanks, once more smiling. “Ah,” was her immediate response, laughing. “Teenagers. Well, good thing.” God, knowing even how her adult selfish acted childish at times but she didn’t have much to say on that topic. “Okay, see, that’s well deserved and I’ll remember that.” Which she found relief, for at least, the moment now. “It wasn’t as bad as I expected though. Just busy but glad it’s over. Did you at least enjoy it? Or was work keeping you busy?”

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─ ASHER VAUGHN ;

“Me, too kind? You’re the one that saved me from almost driving without my permit, so really, you’re the kind one here. But thank you.” she chuckled, accepting her compliment nonetheless. It was easy to be around Louise, especially since she was always such a nice person to Asher. There weren’t a lot of people that she got along with, most of them she could count on one hand, but Louise has been one of them, without a doubt. “Ah, perfect. I was just on my way to grab coffee anyway, and hm, trust me… I have a lot to fill you in on.” she said, her mind immediately panning towards members of the masquerade up until recent events happening in her life. “Ah, yes, the masquerade. I’m… I’m sorry about locking you out the balcony, I didn’t know anyone was still out there.” she chuckled awkwardly though not helping herself but to ask. “Who was that person you were with, by the way? He looks familiar.” she mumbled the last sentence.

“Hey, I take fondly to compliments, even if I don’t hear them often so yes, you’re kind always.” Informing Asher, even a soft laugh escaped her lips, but it was the truth - nonetheless. A shrug of her shoulders, a smile played upon her mouth corners, “But, it’s the least I could do again.” From the times Louise knew Asher, there was always something nice about being around a friend. At least, this is how Louise happened to see Asher in her own eyes. Although, she may not be the closest to many of people - she appreciated seeing Asher at random times and it made her day. “Well, brilliant timing of this coffee break now. Hm, well, good thing is that I’m going to be all ears and I can’t wait to hear things. Meet anyone special?” In the end, Louise did hope things worked out well with Asher in the end of the masquerade. Although, her’s ending with her immediately rushing home after things unexpectedly unfolded. The blonde shook her head at Asher’s next words, mustering a tightlipped smile. “It’s fine. It was a little bit chilly, which is all. But, no worries at all,” she assured politely. When Frankie got mentioned, Louise paused before opening her mouth and sighing heavily, “Franklin Locke.” Turning toward Asher, expression was attempting to remain soft. “That’s Reid Dawson’s best friend. Do you know them?”

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─ LENA ABERNATHY ;

Moving as fast as she could, to get back in her nice warm truck, it looked like Lena had ski’s on her feet to get her to where she wanted to be. But the sound of a familiar voice made her come to a complete halt, causing her to turn around to look at the other who held out a wallet. Looking down at the leather wallet she held out, Lena shook her head. “Nope, definitely not mines. Mines is sparkly with rhinestones on it.” She told Louise, before looking back up at her with her blue eyes. “Maybe if you open the wallet you can see whom it belongs to. I’d help you out here, but i’m really on the go at the current moment. Think you can handle it, or no?”

Unexpectedly hearing defeat from the other’s response, only taking her moments longer to look up and see the familiar face of Lena Abernathy being the patron of calling out. A sigh before looking around, seeing there weren’t many of others roaming around town at this time of day. A shot was given but she knew she’d just head down to the police station and allow them to sort it, seeing and knowing they had plenty going on - this would be the safest case worth solving, especially since Louise hated snooping through people’s belongings. “Right, if I would’ve known that it was you from behind, I would’ve avoided the obvious response,” laughed Louise. “Oh,” was all slipped out of Louise’s mouth, gloved fingers carefully playing with the leather before uncomfortably shaking her head. “God, I can’t open this. I’ve always felt weird about opening up other people belongings. But wait, Lena, hey, it’s been a while since I’ve seen you last! Are you really that busy to grab a cup of coffee or even a muffin? It’s on me, not this random person’s wallet but my own.”

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─ AMELIA ENGAL ;

“Don’t worry about it.” Amelia wasn’t always the fan of that way of getting another person’s attention, especially when directed towards her. However, when it came to returning something that belonged to her. One evil often crossed out the other. “Yeah, I didn’t feel it come out and I know for a fact that I don’t think I would have done the same thing that you did. So I owe you one, honestly. I don’t know if you want a coffee or a drink, but I’m willing to buy either one of them for you.”

In the end, Louise was relived of the other getting their wallet one again. It put her in good spirits, which was an upper hand for her because hoping good karma would return its favor back - especially after all of these years. Nodding her head, although she didn’t personally know the experience of losing her wallet, she listened clearly of the others, “You’ll be surprised with how quick things just.. slip away.” Louise answered calmly, softly smiling before tucking a strand of her locks. “Really? What would’ve you done with it if you were in my position then?” Just throwing the penny for question, knowing she couldn’t have imagined taking advantage of another especially in the New Year. “Coffee does sound good. We could go down to the one a down.. that way.” Eventually, Louise’s index finger pointed straight, seeing the small café shop with the flag waving outside.

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─ AVRIL YORK ;

“Bailey—” Avril began, as she pressed the phone to her ear, her shoulder holding it in place, as she struggled with the oversized work bag in her hands. In a chaotic mess, she rifled through the paperwork that filled it, all the while trying to keep focus on the young girl who ranted on the other end of the phone. “No, you can’t go. I need you to watch Gabe—” Avril explained, her tone stern, while her eyes searched the contents of the bag. Only then dropping the bag, leveling it out to her hip as she straighten out. “I know it’s not fair–” She added, as she grabbed her phone with her hand. “—but I have to work, and…. Bailey.” The raven-haired woman’s jaw tighten as she exhaled sharply. “No. — No, my answer is no.” She finalized before pulling the phone away from her ear, and hanging up, no longer entertaining the child’s displeasure. In the same instance, someone had called out, and in reflex, Avril looked over her shoulder. Green hues falling upon the familiar blonde, who was holding an even more familiar wallet. A sigh of relief escaped her lips as she stepped towards Lou. “Have I ever mentioned that you’re a godsend?”

With carefully hues, Louise carefully looked over the called out patron in the middle of the quiet sidewalk in Westbrook after only to quick realize of them being on the phone. Her free hand instantly reaching up and pressing her digits in her own forehead. Taking a moment to compose herself, piercing blue hues come to see it was Avril and everything felt with ease, causing her to smile and same digits once pressed against her forehead upon her chest. “Oh my, thank goodness it’s you. I feel like I complete idiot yelling and only soon to realize you were on the phone,” instant words escaped Louise’s mouth, breathing heavily but calming down and laughing lightly at how quickly her relief was brought to her. “No, you haven’t but I could get used to people reminding me. It feels nice.” Beaming expression instantly coated over her lips, other holding out upon the wallet. The last time Louise had seen Avril was during the Christmas season, when she saw her friend was buying decorations and it did make her wonder how everything went. “I hope I didn’t interrupt your phone call though. Feel free to yell or punch me, but give me a warning, I bruise easily.” Laughter, although jokingly playing now. “How are you? How did everything go with the holidays?”

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─ ASHER VAUGHN ;

Running errands on Monday morning’s seemed to become a weekly habit for Asher and she wasn’t mad about it. It was one way to keep herself preoccupied, all while getting stuff done. With the move with Reid this new years, she was still getting used to not living by herself, so this is how she usually spent her mornings while he was at work and the girls were at school. Asher never carried a bag with her, a mistake that was waiting to happen that only proved itself when she heard Louise’s voice ringing through her ears. Stopping abruptly in her tracks, she turned around with furrowed brows, only to be replaced with relief. “Louise, hey, how are –” she greeted before brown hues looked at the wallet in her hands – her own going straight to her back pocket for a feel, a confirmation that it was in fact her wallet. Asher rubbed the back of her neck awkwardly before taking it, a thankful smile on her features. “Thank you, you are God sent. – Let me get you a coffee? You know, to thank you properly.”

Somehow, someway, Louise was wondering if this could be the possibility on every Monday morning to come in the New Year. It meant not waiting over twenty minutes in Whole Foods Line because of the unexpected rush of grocery shoppers and parking was quite easy to find, a relief without having to drive circles around. Although, she did hope for no one else having to experience their wallet being lost and found on the street. But, she did feel a great relief for calling out the patron and hoping it was their possession. Nonetheless, even if it wasn’t, someone would get their wallet back and this was all that mattered and made her smile. “Hi Asher,” she returned a quick greeting back, softly smiling with hopefulness of this being her’s now. A suppressed, deep sigh of relief immediately followed after, hands tucking into her coat pockets. “You’re welcome. You’re too kind, Asher. But, thank you for that compliment. And sure, I’d love nothing more. Might as well fill me in, seeing last time I saw you was at the Masquerade. How are you?”

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