#ourtown21

[athenawyatt-blog]

I literally just wanted to buy a cake.. Do you think if I leave 40 dollars on the counter I can just take one and eat it?

[evanswendy-blog]

Although there weren’t many of them, Wendy must’ve tried every door in Honey Buns at least five times since getting stuck here and was now making her rounds for the sixth and most recent attempt. It was futile, just like the nonstop texts she’d been sending to her siblings and friends, but it seemed as though the only other option was to sit around and pray for this all to pass. She wasn’t an anxious person by nature, but the absolute uncertainty of anything was finally starting to wear at her. How her brothers and parents were holding up, if Lottie had managed to keep herself from causing too much trouble, if Lydia was coping well with all this chaos… her mind even went to her students and all the little ones at the hotel, hoping with every fiber of her being that they were safe and she’d see them first chance she could when this storm had passed. Then there was everyone else in the store with her, faces Wendy recognized but didn’t know beyond a name at best. Even so, worrying was Wendy’s natural state, and she couldn’t help but feel like there was more she had to be doing here too. 

 For the sixth time, she jiggled the handle of the door marked ‘Manager’, and for the sixth time she felt her heart sink when it didn’t budge. This was useless. She could hear the rain slamming down outside and the wind rushing around the building, and logically she knew she should be grateful that they were at least safe and the building was holding up, minus the lack of power. She should be grateful, but her mind and worry were in too many places to really permit that. Flashlight in hand, she turned towards one of the only other doors in the shop (if Wendy had to guess, it was probably some kind of closet), but stopped when her flashlight sputtered once, twice, three times before going completely black. Wendy had to fight back the urge to throw it in frustration. She couldn’t remember if the supply kits had batteries or not, and that was just one more thing she was unsure of on top of everything else. She should go and check on the others, look for batteries, see what she could do, but instead, all Wendy was able to do was slide down the side of the wall outside the manager’s office and sighed. “This is stupid.”