#starter;fallon

[vagareforwander]

@fcrnwch

Standing in line at Starbucks, Fallon sighed, scrolling through her various emails and reminding herself to try and respond to all of them by the end of her day. Tucking her hair behind her ear, she saw the woman in front of her moving and stepped forward to shorten the line. As she got closer, she noticed herself feeling impatient with the wait. Checking herself for humility, she stepped forward to the barista as it became her turn, and ordered, having her plan of action prepared. “Good morning. I’ll have a Venti Caramel Macchiato with Hazelnut Syrup instead of Vanilla, please.. and whatever this man wants.” She turned around to the man behind her with a smile. As he argued, she shook her head. “I insist. Let me fulfill my daily dose of generosity.”

[wemvdeit]

Fallon had never lived on her own before. At eighteen years old, she was going out into the world for the first time, traveling to L.A. to begin college and move into her new apartment. She was excited, of course, but there was a problem. She was coming to the realization that she would actually be alone. All alone in an unfamiliar city. She had only been to Los Angeles once and that was for a vacation when she was twelve.

To clear her head, she stopped at an iHop on Sunset Boulevard, even though food was the last thing on her mind right now. She was normally an outgoing person too. Youtuber, influencer, aspiring fashion designer...one would think that someone like her might actually do well in new places.

She was so caught up in her thoughts that she didn’t hear someone approaching her until they actually spoke up. “I’m sorry, what?”