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Post by Armageddidn't on Nov 12, 2017 0:01:13 GMT -5
((Plan: Eventually, they meet back up and this time Logan has no book.))
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Post by Iceheart014 on Nov 12, 2017 9:32:57 GMT -5
(Okay!) The next day, Hope woke early. She was the first one awake in the house, like usual. She got ready for the day and stepped out onto the tattered front porch.
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Post by Armageddidn't on Nov 12, 2017 10:22:17 GMT -5
Longan had woken up at 5 AM to study, but he wasn't tired. As usual, he was wide awake. He lightly stepped out on his front porch, shivering to the cold air.
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Post by Iceheart014 on Nov 12, 2017 12:03:56 GMT -5
Hope sighed and smiled. The neighborhood that she lived in looked bleak like usual with its grey, rundown houses and dead or dying grass and weeds. Despite that, it was home, and Hope was satisfied. She walked down the porch steps, skipping the broken, middle board, and headed towards downtown.
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Post by Armageddidn't on Nov 12, 2017 17:37:15 GMT -5
Logan lightly dodged a few people as he headed downtown for a muffin and a coffee.
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