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nesta was fiercely protective of both people and things around herself that she felt needed it. but it was hard enough to keep track of everything that needed protection in this town, she was just keeping her head above the water's edge--if that was the saying. but she knew it was hard to focus on everything else. "you weren't a bother." nesta found herself saying. which was only partially a lie. she hadn't been bothered by the presence of the other when she had shown up. more shocked by everything. it was hard enough to explain everything she had been thinking about. this town was dealing with so much so quickly. "i was just curious, i don't get much foot traffic to the studio." which made her wary. she had a lot of students. but it was more word of mouth than anything else.

gwyn blinked at the question. she never did manage a decent excuse for her behavior that day ; rather , she strategically tried to avoid explaining it. ❝ oh , uh ... ❞ she stumbled over her words. her actual reasoning would seem insane to the other , given the lack of memories. all she wanted was her friend back , but now she was seemingly a stranger she knew too much about. ❝ yes , that was me , ❞ she admitted with an awkward laugh. ❝ i , uh ... i was just new in town , exploring ; and i never saw a studio like yours , ❞ she partially lied. it was true that the dance studio was foreign to her , much like many places in mystic since her arrival ; but it was its owner that caught her eye first. ❝ i should've apologized for being a bother ... i'm not typically like that , promise , but ... ❞ she couldn't think what else to add.

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robin couldn't believe she had said those words out loud and she shook her head. she didn't even understand what she had said, or why she had said it. robin knew it was difficult, that she hadn't meant to say the words out loud even if she had meant them. she turned toward barney when he spoke and shook her head, "any guy?" she questioned. she shook her head, "i mean, obviously, but i still think that any guy wouldn't want all of this. they're intimidated by women who have even an ounce of power." she shrugged. which was true, but it was hard enough to even explain that to most people. at least robin thought barney would somewhat understand that.

∿ 𝅄 ˚ barney  didn't  mind  spending  time  with  robin  .  she  was  more  interesting  than  most  people  that  he  knew  ,  even  if  he  kept  that  thought  to  himself  .  he  liked  robin  ,  though  he'd  yet  to  figure  out  what  his  actual  feelings  towards  her  were  .  he  chose  to  dismiss  any  thoughts  that  lingered  on  her  for  too  long  ,  he  chose  to  occupy  his  mind  with  other  women  instead  .  he  knew  it  wasn't  great  ,  but  he  preferred  sleeping  around  to  commitments  .  barney  had  an  aversion  to  relationships  after  his  first  heartbreak  .  if  he  just  allowed  himself  to  have  fun  instead  ,  he  couldn't  ever  be  put  back  in  that  position  .  barney  nearly  choked  on  his  drink  at  her  words  ,  staring  at  her  in  surprise  .  “  robin  ,  look  around  you  ,  ”  he  said  ,  gesturing  around  the  bar  .  “  literally  any  guy  in  this  bar  would  be  more  than  happy  to  go  home  with  you  .  ”

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mystic wasn't anything zenon had thought she would be dealing with. she missed her space stay. or even, something like it on earth. this place was different and nothing was going right. she felt like she was in a different time, which she was--she had seen a timeline and saw that it was years earlier than it should have been. "there was totally some attitude." zenon replied with a nod of her head, sparing a glance back toward the coffee shop attendant with a roll of her eyes. "you don't have to, but it's a nice offer."

⊹    —    from  texas  to  new  york,  sharpay  didn't  think  she'd  ever  end  up  in  a  town  like  this.  it  was  small,  quiet  and  not  loud  enough  to  be  in  par  to  its  true  potential.  she  much  preferred  the  city,  how  insane  it  was  and  active.  mystic  was  a  little  boring.  waiting  for  her  coffee  was  boring,  too.  her  attention  diverted  itself  from  her  phone,  looking  at  the  other  blonde  as  she  spoke  freely.  “  is  that  barista  being  a  total  jerk  to  you,  too  ?  ”  she  eyed  over  at  the  working  guy,  clearly  unimpressed  by  his  attitude.  “  want  me  to  say  something  ?  ”

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mystic felt like a different kind of hawkins, and it was changing everything for nancy. she didn't know what to do, but she was doing everything to keep her head above water. she was thinking that she had it under control, at least mainly, other than the people who didn't remember and some people coming back to life. but being there with steve was something good. wasn't it? at least it was something that kept her grounded when she needed to be. "this." she said quietly, as if that made it clearer, a slight gesture as she looked between him and then back down. she didn't know how else to explain it. she nodded her head, "i know you're here." she repeated.

their time in mystic was ... complicated , to say the least. it was hard to not be on edge all the time , terrified of what could be around the corner. as much as steve tried to take it day by day , appreciate the calm while they had it , there would always be an air of unease surrounding them. perhaps the only comfort he had was to have nancy by his side. he couldn't exactly explain where their relationship stood at this point ; he felt too blinded by his own bias to see clearly. as much as he may have wanted more , he accepted nancy's mere presence as a gift in itself. at her words , he reached to grab hold of her hands. he wasn't entire sure what she was referring to , but he offered comfort nonetheless. ❝ what's too good to be true ?? ❞ he asked softly , looking for the answer amidst her features. he was clueless. ❝ what's up ? you know i'm here. ❞

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katie was perplexing to him, but adam was just in this place. like his brother and everyone else. he didn't know how he had gotten there, or how to get out, but he was just stuck. "well, if you put it that way, no," adam shrugged his shoulders as he looked at her with a small shrug of his shoulders. and then he continued, "but, honestly, would you really want to kill me? or wouldn't you, like, break whatever assassin's code you'd have taken?" he teased, joking with a smile.

∿ 𝅄 ˚ she  didn't  know  why  mystic  had  so  many  new  people  showing  up  ,  and  she  wasn't  all  that  interested  in  investigating  it  ,  either  .  she'd  heard  whispers  of  other  people  who  were  determined  to  get  to  the  bottom  of  things  ,  but  she  thought  her  time  could  be  better  spent  making  new  friends  .  she  chuckled  ,  head  shaking  in  response  .  “  you're  funny  ,  ”  she  told  him  ,  her  words  actually  sincere  .  “  although  ,  if  i  was  sent  by  someone  who  wanted  you  to  dead  ,  that'd  probably  make  me  an  assassin  and  i  wouldn't  be  a  very  good  one  if  i  told  you  that  ,  ”  she  teased  . 

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kelsi nodded her head at his words, "well that makes one of us." she answered. and she was happy for him. because if troy was happy, making progress with gabriella, didn't that mean it was possible? that they could all be getting memories back? she wondered about it all. it was hard to think about. but she hoped that it would mean good things. "i'm happy for you." and she meant it. she just wished that she was anywhere but here. "and i hope what you're saying is true."

troy watched his friend for a moment. he was not clear how to respond immediately , as there was a lot happening as of late. ❝ i know , i know ... me either ... ❞ he let out a heavy sigh. he rubbed the back of his neck. ❝ well ... i think i'm making progress with gabriella , ❞ he admitted. he knew kelsi was probably so tired of hearing of gab , but his obsession was always obvious. still , he needed to make his point. ❝ it's hard to say if she's actually remembering anything but ... i'm getting the sense that something is clicking all of a sudden ... so there's hope for us yet. all of us. ❞

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maybe if maeve had been new to this place like spencer was, she would be having a similar thought process. it was hard to think about it all. but she had had three long years to think about everything that she had been through. it was hard to begin to think that it was bringing them back together in some way. she didn't quite know how she felt about that. maybe a bit happy, but somehow guilty too. because she wished that she had more time with him but didn't know what this all had meant. "i would say the beginning is always a good place to start," she said lightly a small smile crossing her face briefly. but then she looked back at him and shook her head. "i don't know where to begin either, spencer. i don't really know what any of this means."

∿ 𝅄 ˚ his  head  was  still  reeling  from  everything  he'd  witnessed  .  spencer  was  having  a  difficult  time  processing  the  fact  that  he  was  not  dreaming  or  being  tormented  by  some  twisted  murderer  .  everything  happening  was  real  ,  and  he  didn't  know  how  to  accept  that  .  he  was  logical  ,  he  found  it  impossible  to  apply  any  sense  of  logic  to  this  scenario  .  maeve  was  dead  ,  very  much  so  .  he'd  seen  it  with  his  own  eyes  ,  and  yet  ,  she  stood  there  before  him  .  it  made  no  sense  ,  and  he  knew  that  nobody  else  from  the  bau  was  going  to  be  able  to  guide  him  through  this  ,  either  .  he'd  been  uneasy  since  he  woke  up  there  ,  even  more  so  when  he  first  saw  her  .  he  couldn't  comprehend  how  this  was  possible  .  this  town  went  against  everything  he'd  ever  known  or  believed  .  it  defied  all  sense  of  logic  .  that  was  something  that  didn't  sit  properly  with  spencer  .  his  leg  had  been  bouncing  up  and  down  since  he  sat  down  across  from  her  .  he  just  didn't  know  what  to  do  .  “  we  should  talk  about  things  ,  ”  he  agreed  .  “  maeve  ,  i  just  .  .  .  i  don't  even  know  where  to  begin  .  ” he doubted she knew , either .

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rikki wasn't the kind of person who opened up to people. then again, she knew she needed to be more open and willing to talk to people. especially when so many people had begun moving into the town she lived in. "then we're on the same page." she replied with a slight nod of her head. her hands wrapped around a small cup as she followed her gaze to the table in question. "yeah, looks good." she said as she took a seat.

⊹  —  she  didn't  quite  understand  the  whole  memory  loss  thing  that  was  plaguing  the  town,  but  cleo  was  trying  to  be  patient  with  rikki.  after  all,  they  were  best  friends  with  the  same  secret.  she  was  being  steady,  letting  her  friend  go  at  her  own  pace  when  it  came  to  restoring  what  was  lost.  "  yeah  ?  i  know  you  were  a  friend  i  needed,  "  a  smile  is  given  as  cleo  speaks,  walking  towards  a  nearby  table,  her  to-go  coffee  cup  in  hand.  "  how's  right  here  ?  "

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hallie wondered sometimes why annie was spending a lot of free time at the vineyard, but she didn't mind the company. in fact, she actually welcomed it. it was nice to see her around. "entitlement? oh i see that a lot here with people who come to the vineyard, trying to rent out the winery and do parties." she rolled her eyes at the thoughts. "i'm sure you do too, in your line of work. people can be awful." hallie let out a small laugh, shaking her head at the thought.

annie was embarrassed to admit how often she found herself at the vineyard. she probably seemed like some obssessed stalker of hallie's , at times ; but really , whenever she just felt a bit lost , annie still found some sort of comfort in her sister even if she didn't remember her. ❝ i don't know if that's a habit. half time time , it's borderline intentional , and that's what makes it shitty , ❞ she argued as she approached. she hesistantly claimed a spot by the fire , enough to feel its warmth , but still leaving the other some space. ❝ i think entitlement is definitely up there ... ❞ she said with a nod. ❝ you wouldn't believe the gall of some people. ❞

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sam wished that she was home, for the most part. at least if she were home she wouldn't be caught with a lot of pent up emotions like she were now. seeing austin, realizing he doesn't remember anything. but home brought a lot of other things that she might have to deal with. and sam didn't really want to have to deal with it all. "being able to really take time would be nice." sam agreed. "sometimes things go by too quickly. or you don't get to do something you want to." she shrugged her shoulders as she thought back to high school. back to her step mother keeping nearly everything from her.

∿ 𝅄 ˚ austin  was  not  the  type  of  guy  who  revealed  who  he  truly  was  to  most  people  .  he  put  on  an  act  ,  because  he  didn't  need  anyone  knowing  the  real  parts  of  him  .  it  wasn't  due  to  embarrassment  or  anything  of  the  sort  ,  he  just  wanted  to  be  left  alone  and  live  his  life  his  own  way  for  the  most  part  .  his  father  had  been  breathing  down  his  neck  most  of  his  life  ,  and  he  knew  it'd  only  get  worse  .  sam's  words  caught  him  by  surprise  for  a  moment  ,  he  blinked  ,  nodding  a  couple  of  times  before  clearing  his  throat  .  “  i  know  what  you  mean  ,  ”  he  said  .  he  felt  oddly  comfortable  around  her  .  “  it'd  be  nice  if  time  could  do  that  .  it'd  be  a  lot  easier  to  live  in  the  moment  and  really  appreciate  everything  .  ”

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katniss shook her head at peeta's suggestion, though the thought made her smile at the thought. she didn't think she should help make the bread. or even could if she thought about it. she'd only ever gotten bread from peeta or his family, katniss would never have bread if everything else. "well, it might be something to see me attempt to make bread. but i wouldn't want to risk your shop." katniss admitted with a slight shrug of her shoulders. her skills lied elsewhere. though she could at least cook. somewhat. her cooking was subpar, if she were being remotely honest with herself. "though if i'm not bothering you, i could take something to drink. hang out at least."

it was always slow in the bakery around mid - afternoon ; past any lunch rush , but before anyone stopped by after school or work. thus , he learned to appreciate some occasional company to help pass the time ; and while he tried to hide some of it , peeta was very eager when katniss had come in at the perfect time. even if she just lingered while he did some tasks to look busy , he didn't mind. there was just something about her presence. ❝ hm ? ❞ he looked up from wiping the counter. ❝ what do you mean ? ❞ he asked as he threw the rag over his shoulder. he leaned against the surface across from her , his head cocking to the side slightly. ❝ if you're so bored , ❞ he cautiously looked both ways to make sure no one else was around. ❝ i can always put you to work making bread. ❞ a smirk spread on his lips as he stood up straight. ❝ else , i can just get you something to drink while you hang out and contemplate the meaning of life. that works too. ❞

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max hated still living at home with her mother and step father, but it was all she could afford. in this place, she never really knew how to explain that she was just stuck time and time again. she felt like she was running on empty half the time. when she wound up at lucas's place she didn't know what to do. but she felt safe there. with him. it was just something she needed to do, to get away from all the chaos she was feeling and be somewhere she was feeling somewhere safe. "nothing happened." she said quickly, shaking her head. "at least nothing specific." she shrugged her shoulders as she looked at him, stepping inside.

∿ 𝅄 ˚ lately  ,  for  lucas  ,  things  in  mystic  has  been  a  bit  .  .  .  confusing  .  he'd  been  having  odd  dreams  ,  but  they  felt  weirdly  like  memories  that  he  couldn't  locate  .  it  was  all  trippy  ,  but  he'd  been  keeping  it  to  himself  .  lucas  wasn't  someone  who  wanted  to  burden  other  people  with  his  odd  troubles  .  he'd  rather  be  there  for  people  when  they  needed  him  instead  .  he'd  been  up  that  night  ,  he  had  been  since  he  woke  up  from  another  one  of  those  obscure  dreams  and  couldn't  fall  back  asleep  after  .  he  hadn't  been  expecting  company  ,  but  when  he  saw  max  through  his  peep  hole  ,  he  found  himself  concerned  .  lucas  was  quick  to  open  the  door  ,  a  million  thoughts  running  through  his  head  .  what  was  bringing  her  to  his  door  so  late  ?  he  didn't  have  the  faintest  idea  .  he  was  usually  happy  to  see  her  ,  but  the  expression  on  her  face  had  him  worried  .  “  it's  okay  ,  ”  he  assured  her  ,  stepping  aside  so  she  could  come  in  .  he  wasn't  going  to  turn  her  away  or  leave  her  out  there  standing  in  the  cold  while  he  asked  a  bunch  of  questions  .  “  is  everything  okay  ,  max  ?  did  something  happen  ?  ”

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it's all my fault. ↳ h2o: just add water ✧ rikki chadwick in bad moon rising.

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mj glanced at peter with worried eyes. she didn't know why she was so worried about someone she had just met, but she felt still so drawn to him too. as if she'd known him already. "do you want to talk about it?" she asked. she liked to think that she was a good person to have around in a crisis, or at least even to talk to if you might need someone. "i might be a good person to go over things with. i've been told i can be a good listener."

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“ i think i'm scared, i don't know why. ” peter admits softly, rubbing both of his hands together slowly, attempting to ground himself. everything in mystic was too quiet, too docile. it was an uneasy feeling, being somewhere where he could be normal. somewhere he could feel normal, and he can't. it's almost impossible to feel normal after everything peter has been through. “ i'm losing my mind, but i think i'll be alright. ”

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angela hated mystic, but she had to make the most of it. she had michael vincent. and having a baby with her made it real, this wasn't just some place where she could pretend like things could be something else. or she could put everything on hold. this was life and it was moving forward without her. but she needed to do something while she was here. at least she knew that she needed to get everything fixated for herself and michael vincent to the best of her ability, and even brennan -- even if her best friend refused to do anything about their current positions. "it is nice," angela admitted. but it was hard for her to adjust to it as well. angela didn't know what to do for anyone, but she had to be the glue for everyone. "but it's weird, too. it's not something i'm used to anymore. sure, back at home i still do art for fun and in my free time. but i'm so used to doing actual work for my job."

∿ 𝅄 ˚ brennan  was  not  fond  of  mystic  whatsoever  .  she  was  comfortable  with  voicing  her  lack  of  interest  in  the  town  as  well  ,  especially  since  she  mostly  kept  to  herself  and  spoke  to  angela  .  she  didn't  trust  the  other  people  who  walked  around  .  there  was  no  way  of  knowing  what  kind  of  people  they  were  ,  so  she  remained  vigilant  .  she  knew  it  was  on  her  to  protect  herself  ,  angela  and  michael  vincent  .  none  of  their  people  were  there  ,  and  the  fact  that  they  were  alone  was  frightening  .  she  tried  to  maintain  a  brave  face  ,  though  .  she  didn't  want  to  be  perceived  as  weak  or  emotional  .  brennan  nodded  in  agreement  ,  a  soft  sigh  escaping  her  lips  .  “  have  you  been  keeping  busy  with  michael  vincent  and  art  ?  ”  she  asked  .  “  i'm  sure  it  must  be  at  least  a  little  nice  for  you  to  be  able  to  do  what  you  originally  loved  doing  .  .  .  right  ?  ”

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elphaba wondered what it was like for everyone else, at least she used to. she had spent hours wondering how people could just fit in effortlessly wherever they went. her green skin was like a beacon calling to her, calling her out when she went places. she looked back at him and shook her head, "i just wonder how we wound up here." and she didn't know if she meant so much as physically in this place but also here with everything between the two of them as well.

fiyero kept his gaze locked on elphaba. they were both lost in this new world ; but he always seemed to find a way to blend in quickly. he liked to think himself adaptable , quick to put on a facade to appease the audience around him. however , he knew she wasn't the same. he couldn't help but wonder if still felt like an outcast , even here ; perhaps even more than usual. he wanted to know what was going through that head of hers , as he always did. ❝ what are you thinking about ? ❞ he asked immediately after she stopped herself. he hoped she knew she never needed to hold back , not with him. ❝ go on ... i wanna know. ❞

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roger nodded his head at his wife's question. a house. he had seen something that felt so perfect for the two of them, he had stopped and just been in there for so long that he felt like they could have lived there. but this was just so different. they didn't live in a big place by any means. they lived modestly, and he was happy, he had his wife, and their dogs. and everything was going fine for the two of them. ..right? "it has a backyard. and a nice porch. and there's enough rooms for us to do our own things with. i could have a real music room." he said with a smile. "but it's still small, it's not like some of those mansions you see around here."

∿ 𝅄 ˚ presently  ,  she  was  curled  up  on  their  couch  ,  wrapped  in  a  blanket  with  a  mug  of  tea  between  her  hands  in  an  attempt  to  stay  warm  .  she  smiled  slightly  as  she  listened  to  roger  ,  nodding  along  to  his  words  .  “  a  house  ?  ”  she  questioned  ,  intrigued  .  she'd  always  dreamed  of  living  in  a  larger  home  one  day  ,  it  just  hadn't  happened  for  them  yet  .  it  wasn't  a  dream  anita  had  any  intentions  of  letting  go  of  ,  though  .  “  tell  me  more  about  the  house  .  ”  she  wondered  if  it'd  be  affordable  for  them  ,  first  of  all  .  that was the biggest concern at the front of her mind .