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Montreal, Canada, Friday Afternoon
Apr. 20th, 2012 11:39 pmAs it turned out, Natalie could have come up with some better ideas to deal with things than running off to Montreal. For one thing, she'd already done one impromptu trip here this very week, and she only had so many excuses to use on her parents. For another, when you were running away from dealing with someone who apparently knew your long lost best friend as an adult...
It was probably not best to go where said best friend's childhood home was visible through your bedroom window.
Understandably, Natalie wasn't quite sure this trip was helping anything. The former Ingram house might as well have been mocking her, and she knew that every day spent not talking to Sam probably made things worse between them. But she wanted to stay cocooned for a little while longer. And at least she had an actual piano here. It soothed her a little bit to dig up her old sheet music, go back to her piano lesson days.
It wouldn't last long, but it was something.
[ooc: NFB, mostly for one but open for texts and calls!]
It was probably not best to go where said best friend's childhood home was visible through your bedroom window.
Understandably, Natalie wasn't quite sure this trip was helping anything. The former Ingram house might as well have been mocking her, and she knew that every day spent not talking to Sam probably made things worse between them. But she wanted to stay cocooned for a little while longer. And at least she had an actual piano here. It soothed her a little bit to dig up her old sheet music, go back to her piano lesson days.
It wouldn't last long, but it was something.
[ooc: NFB, mostly for one but open for texts and calls!]
