Lincoln was constantly torn between wanting to spend all her time holed up in her bed with her journal, and wanting to get out and meet people. She had finally managed to work up the nerve to go out and try to meet people, or get to know the people she already did know a little better. She was struggling to actually find someone to talk to though so when she finally did spot a familiar face, she approached the immediately. “Hi!” she exclaimed, maybe with a bit too much enthusiasm. “I mean, hi,” she corrected in a much calmer voice. “What’s up?”












