Post by Charlotte Jacobs on Nov 11, 2010 0:26:29 GMT -8
Time: Afternoon
Weather: Sunny
Warnings: None.
Characters: Charlotte Jacobs
Charlotte Jacobs leaned against the windowsill of her hotel room. The room was dark, save for the light streaming in through the window. It was open, and a slight breeze ruffled her hair as she stared pensively outside.
How long had it been since someplace had felt like home? Probably not since college, and North Carolina when she made it back to visit her mother. It scared her how much Greenvale had felt like home. Since the moment she'd driven into the town...
Her instincts were telling her to leave, to pack up her belongings and flee as quick an fashion as she possibly could. Staying in one place wasn't a good idea. And she'd already been here a month.
But... she wanted to.
With a laugh Charlotte shook her head. She was being far too introspective about things. Taking things as they come seemed like a far better idea. Stop thinking so much she told herself, pushing away from the window.
Grabbing her leather jacket off where it lay on the couch atop the still unread newspaper, Charlotte checked for her camera in the pocket. Once reassured it was there, she headed for the door.
Weather: Sunny
Warnings: None.
Characters: Charlotte Jacobs
Charlotte Jacobs leaned against the windowsill of her hotel room. The room was dark, save for the light streaming in through the window. It was open, and a slight breeze ruffled her hair as she stared pensively outside.
How long had it been since someplace had felt like home? Probably not since college, and North Carolina when she made it back to visit her mother. It scared her how much Greenvale had felt like home. Since the moment she'd driven into the town...
Her instincts were telling her to leave, to pack up her belongings and flee as quick an fashion as she possibly could. Staying in one place wasn't a good idea. And she'd already been here a month.
But... she wanted to.
With a laugh Charlotte shook her head. She was being far too introspective about things. Taking things as they come seemed like a far better idea. Stop thinking so much she told herself, pushing away from the window.
Grabbing her leather jacket off where it lay on the couch atop the still unread newspaper, Charlotte checked for her camera in the pocket. Once reassured it was there, she headed for the door.