(Coming from here. (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/177215.html?thread=11979839#t11979839))
Max had grabbed another piece of garlic bread to munch on, more for the sake of needing something to do then anything else. Grabbing a cup of water, she found an empty space among the tables and sank down in the chair, idly picking at the bread.
There were so many strange faces here, and so few of them familiar. It was disheartening somewhat. Granted, yes, she was often a loner, but this place was proving more difficult than any place she'd found herself before. Although Dean and Snake had been easy to talk to, she was having a hard time connecting with anyone here. Maybe it was because everyone was from so many different places and times. She'd never had a thing like that to cause distance before, but then again, back in Seattle, despite how different people were, they were all from the same place, all in the same boat after the Pulse.
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Max had grabbed another piece of garlic bread to munch on, more for the sake of needing something to do then anything else. Grabbing a cup of water, she found an empty space among the tables and sank down in the chair, idly picking at the bread.
There were so many strange faces here, and so few of them familiar. It was disheartening somewhat. Granted, yes, she was often a loner, but this place was proving more difficult than any place she'd found herself before. Although Dean and Snake had been easy to talk to, she was having a hard time connecting with anyone here. Maybe it was because everyone was from so many different places and times. She'd never had a thing like that to cause distance before, but then again, back in Seattle, despite how different people were, they were all from the same place, all in the same boat after the Pulse.
Here, everyone just felt so different...