The Roof, Late Friday Afternoon

May 11, 2012 20:17

It was a nice day to be up on the roof. Warm but still not too hot for Natalie's taste. There was nothing weird going on in town, either, from what she could see. It looked almost normal, from up here.

Still, she couldn't quite say she was happy. There had been a feeling she hadn't been able to shake for a couple of days now. Ennui or homesickness or something else. She knew it would pass, because these moods always did. She just wished it would have gone away faster. She didn't have time to be feeling like this.

So, she was up on the roof, looking out over the town and smoking a cigarette that she intended to be her only one for now. Like she was willing her mood to be over in the span of a single smoke.

It was probably not going to work, but it was worth a shot.

[ooc: Open, naturally.]

george drayton, natalie v. adams, britta perry, frank abagnale, roof

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