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[lettertomyfutureself]

[Action: Around Town]

-Rin had completely shut herself off. And she knew better than to stick around the house and given Vincent a chance to needle her. She wasted no time leaving. She couldn't spend a moment more at that house... Not without breaking down. Still, she had a shift at work.

Anyone wanting to bother her can find her, backpack over her shoulder, pretty much anywhere. She doesn't stay in one place long.-


[Action: Neutron Diner]

-She had to get her head together. Changed into her uniform, co-workers will find her in one of the back rooms crying. Though, eventually, she shapes up enough to try and do some work, to keep herself distracted. But it's obvious on her face that she doesn't want to be there.-

What can I get for you today?

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[lettertomyfutureself]

Or what? Stick around the house with you?

[closerthanheaven]

Or find something else to distract yourself with.

[Vincent shrugs. It honestly sounds like he has little interest in needling her about anything today. Not for altruistic reasons, of course.]

[lettertomyfutureself]

Look, are you gonna order or not?

[closerthanheaven]

Oh, right. That's what you're here for, isn't it? [A smirk.]

I'll make it easy for you. Just a chocolate shake. Nothing else. [Really, he wasn't hungry, but better than taking up space. Plus, it kept Heather from getting too pissed off at him, right?]

[lettertomyfutureself]

Whip cream or no?

[closerthanheaven]

None. Just useless filler.

[lettertomyfutureself]

One vanilla shake, extra whip. -Apparently not effected, this one.-

[closerthanheaven]

[Excellent. He knew she'd pull something like that.]

Things could be worse. At least you're not in Silent Hill, no?

[lettertomyfutureself]

I still can't decide how good or bad that is. I need to finish things there.

[closerthanheaven]

I could tell you how it ends, but that just seems...cheap.

[lettertomyfutureself]

Oh gee, thanks for the consideration, I guess.

[closerthanheaven]

If I told you everything that happened, what reason would you have to want to go back to Silent Hill?

[lettertomyfutureself]

To see things through on my own. Because I can't trust you.

[closerthanheaven]

Do you want to know how it all ends? I could just sate your curiosity...but it'd be useless because you don't trust me.

[lettertomyfutureself]

I do want to know. But I'll see it with my own eyes, thanks.

[closerthanheaven]

Assuming you ever get out of here, that is.

[lettertomyfutureself]

I intend to.

[closerthanheaven]

I don't share your intent, but good luck with that. You'll need it, I'm sure.

[lettertomyfutureself]

I'd ask why, but I really don't care.

[closerthanheaven]

Yes, yes. Now, don't you have something else you should be doing?

[lettertomyfutureself]

Yeah yeah, whatever...

-She heads off to put his order in the kitchen queue.-