Apr 2, 2018
“And here I thought I was special for receiving a welcome gift basket. Turns out everyone got one, huh? Is this town usually so god damn nice to its residents?”
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“And here I thought I was special for receiving a welcome gift basket. Turns out everyone got one, huh? Is this town usually so god damn nice to its residents?”
Avery had went back to the library, having a feeling she hadn’t looked as hard as she could. With luck, she’d found it but the small piece of paper inside wasn’t what she was expecting. In fact, it had made her a bit disappointed after all the work she had put into looking for it, at least it had been fun. She walked into the coffee shop, feeling differently about it than she had before. “This place looks awful.”
Despite what every instinct was telling her, Rita could help but approach the stranger, hoping she would be able to help “Excuse me, you appear to be lost, do you need any assistance?” Whenever she asked that people didn’t usually turn her down, as she was tall, dressed to the nines with a prim english accent, sometimes she wished she wasn’t like this.
“If all the ham is gone by the time I get to the front of this line, there will be hell to pay.”
“I’m gonna need a lot more liquor if I’m supposed to interact with any of these people.”
It had only been a few days, most of which Aaron spent unpacking the few things he had. His place had to seem homey, but most of the items that were there didn’t quite matter. It’d be easy enough for him to just pack his clothes and skip town if he needed too. When he heard about the potluck, though, Aaron knew he had to go. It would be the perfect place to scope out the people in this town, most specifically the mutants he was looking for. The gathering was large, walking in with a feigned excitement. “Wow, I haven’t seen this much celebration for Easter in a long time.”
“So many new people here so suddenly, where did they all come from?”
“So.. The town is putting on a big easter egg hunt? Is it bad that finding one of those golden eggs means more to me than sleep?”