plotted starter @hadley-maurineâ
After her friendâs disappereance Hana had stayed away from the Lake for days, kept hiding within her apartment to such an extent that she feared Astrid would recruit Belle for a rescue mission. She went over her notes again and again, the dates, the time frames and who had been aware of the secret within the lifeguard tower⌠It made no sense. She was missing a crucial piece and she longed, now more than ever to finally solve this mystery. Maybe even save who could be saved.Â
So it was back to home base for her, back to shaking some trees. She could finally no longer endure her own four walls and so Hana stepped onto the streets of Claybourne again, notebook in hand, determined to find something. anything. As soon as she reached the park, Hana looked for someone she had not interviewed before. âExcuse me?â, she reached out her hand, stepping towards the first stranger she saw, âI know this is kinda weird, but do you have a minute? Only because I have some questions, not because I want to see you some insurance or something. Itâs all right if not, but I would really appreciate your help.â
The blonde had been spending quite a bit of time alone since her latest relationship had fizzled out, so much so she was teetering on the break of a breakdown. Which was the last thing she really wanted. Sure, Hads was the sour and bitter type. Someone who loved to dwell on negativity and criticize everything. But when it came down to it she didnât enjoy falling into a depression, which if she kept going the way she was going, would enviably come.
At this point spring was in full bloom in Claybourne, and thought it was still cold the sun on her skin was bound to do the woman some good. So she sat on a bench in the park, reading a particularly interesting book sheâd stumbled upon when a woman approached her. âQuestionsâ, she asked, snapping the book shut and tucking it under her arm. âWhat kinda questions?â