[Ellen]
After spending most of the day at the dance studio, Lily had returned to the Compound to shower, change and eat before she found herself standing on the boardwalk, her gaze drifting from the Hub, back to the Compound and then down the path in the direction of the Winchester. It wasn't often she felt at a loss for what to do, her time most often filled with dancing or socializing, which was exactly how Lily liked it. Although there were plenty of people she thought she could visit that evening, she found herself turning toward the Hub instead.
As much as she adored the people she'd met and the friends she made, there was nothing saying she couldn't make more. Sometimes a conversation with a stranger was exactly what she craved. There was something to be said for learning new things about a person, slowly unwrapping each layer. She wasn't arrogant enough to think she'd ever fully unwrapped a single person she knew, there was always another layer, another side to a person, but tonight she wanted a stranger. Someone she'd never met before.
A few minutes later, a drink in hand, Lily turned her back against the bar and leaned against it, surveying the people who were there. Many of them were faces she recognized, even if she didn't know them personally or well, but there were a few new faces. After her months on the island, she'd gotten fairly good at picking those out who were relatively new and when one woman in particular came in, Lily gave her a smile. If she wanted to talk, the smile was likely enough of an invitation, but if she wanted to be alone, it hopefully wasn't too pushy either.
As much as she adored the people she'd met and the friends she made, there was nothing saying she couldn't make more. Sometimes a conversation with a stranger was exactly what she craved. There was something to be said for learning new things about a person, slowly unwrapping each layer. She wasn't arrogant enough to think she'd ever fully unwrapped a single person she knew, there was always another layer, another side to a person, but tonight she wanted a stranger. Someone she'd never met before.
A few minutes later, a drink in hand, Lily turned her back against the bar and leaned against it, surveying the people who were there. Many of them were faces she recognized, even if she didn't know them personally or well, but there were a few new faces. After her months on the island, she'd gotten fairly good at picking those out who were relatively new and when one woman in particular came in, Lily gave her a smile. If she wanted to talk, the smile was likely enough of an invitation, but if she wanted to be alone, it hopefully wasn't too pushy either.