 Sarah thinks I'm cute | Shan's safe space.
Being back in the UK was more difficult that Tana had imagined it would be, after spending so much of her time in Brazil missing home. As fascinating as her year abroad had been, she'd been excited at the prospect of returning to familiar places and people, to sleeping in her own bed and to the same desk at the library that she'd sat in since first year. Now that she was actually here, though, it was all sort of... anticlimactic.
Her usual bubbly self felt flat, and the cold wasn't helping - she'd never noticed it before, but after a year of sun she was really feeling the biting frost. Bundled up in her coat, the faux-fur hood pulled close around her face, Montana dug in her pocket as she approached the fountain, pausing in front of it as her fingers closed around a couple of knuts. She wasn't exactly a wishing person, but she guessed it couldn't hurt.
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⇀ Standing now, calling all the people here to see the show_____________________________
Calling for my demons now to let me go ↽
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