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❥                SERENA REMEMBERS THIS PLACE. everything looks the same in the sudden snowstorm, but she remembers this building. the handsome man dan had shown it to her, he works there. she had been walking home from some little get together, and now she was too far away to go back, but her own little apartment was still blocks away . . . she takes a deep breath as she yanks the doors open, looking around as she steps in. ❝     hello? dan?     ❞ serena prayed a moment that dan was working today.

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serena's lips upturn into a soft smile as the man speaks to her. well . . . when else will she get the opportunity? ❛     it's so . . . cute,     ❜ she says with a little laugh. then her head tilts, blonde curls falling over her shoulder as she looks at him. kindness emanates from his freshly shaven visage, and that's something serena could use. ❛     you were new in town, once? it seems so natural to you. um . . . my name is serena.     ❜

" you sure? it's a good day for it. come back tomorrow and the line will probably be around the block. " for there to be no line at this time of year is nothing short of a miracle , and the storm is still a little ways off , he'd bet. " you're looking at the train same way i looked at it when i came to town. i know , it's awesome. no shame in it "

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[ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐭𝐡 ] : sender drapes a coat / cape / etc. around receiver's shoulders.

serena's shoulders are bare in the name of fashion. her white, eyelet dress is strapless, and snug around her chest, with ruched ribbon edging around her soft, pale skin. that's how it's meant to be . . . but serena struggles with the back of her dress falling lower than it should be, and every time she finds herself reaching back to adjust it, she knows she's losing.

losing her pride.

she always has pins in her bag, but she'd elected on something much smaller for the evening. her frustration is at its peak as she twists her arm back around herself, then a soft, blue, worn cardigan is placed over her shoulders. doe's eyes look up to find dan's soft, knowing smile as he drapes his sweater around her thin shoulders, and serena can't help but smile fondly in return.

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♡                serena looks around. there's no one else in the area, so... one little ride couldn't be so bad. she looks up at him, stretching her sleeves over her palms. " ah, so you were once new to town, too. " she smiles, then steps in the little car, pulling her knees up. " my name's serena, " she calls to him.

" you sure? it's a good day for it. come back tomorrow and the line will probably be around the block. " for there to be no line at this time of year is nothing short of a miracle , and the storm is still a little ways off , he'd bet. " you're looking at the train same way i looked at it when i came to town. i know , it's awesome. no shame in it "

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♡                raindrops drip from serena's soft, pink cheeks, and collect on her jaw like tears. she's happy, though, to see dan. ❝     um, i was walking home from the theatre, but it started pouring. i just recognized this building.     ❞ and something told her to come in. ❝     i'm sorry, if it's too much of an inconvenience . . .     ❞

as it happens , dan is seated at the front desk , novel propped open before him. had she come in an hour earlier , he wouldn't have been on shift yet. he starts -- no one ever comes in this late ; most of the residents have few to no visitors even during the day -- and stands , coming out from behind the desk. he can place her face at once ; it's not easily forgettable. " serena? " he says , a bit dumbfounded. " uh , hi. what brings you here? " to a hospice , of all places , well after dark.

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THE LITTLE TOWN SHE'D ENDED UP in seemed like it was the tip of the world. it was exactly where she had wanted to go; somewhere remote. somewhere that doesn't remind her of something sad. this little town is cozy enough for hiding out. her hands are tucked deeply in the pockets of her jacket as she takes in the little model town. ❝     mmm ? oh, no it's fine . . .     ❞ she offers him a soft smile in return, a hint that he could probably convince her if he asked again. I'M TOO NERVOUS IT'S ALL I AM. ❝     this place is so cute. i can see why it's popular.     ❞

her name is serenity. no -- serena. yeah , he's almost sure that one is right. her name is serena , and she's only been here ... a couple days , he thinks. even without the shining giving him that , he might have guessed that she's new to town ; for one , frazier isn't too big , but more than that , it's the way she stands there , looking at teenytown with something like fascination , shoulders drawn in as though she is lost or unsure of herself. dan is driving the train today , and though it's usually busy this time of year , the crowds have dissipated in anticipation of the coming afternoon's rain , the sky growing slowly darker. he'll stick around a little longer , but he doesn't expect to get much business. he offers the girl a little wave. " welcome to teenytown. you gonna ride the train? good time to do it -- there's usually a line around the block. " @wihlted