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[immigrantpunk]

hey so can everyone do me a favor? look at this poster and let me know if you've seen this girl. her name is Abigail Hobbs.



if u have any info, call me or the police. If you wanna share or print the poster and put it up anywhere, that's cool too. i put some up in heropa but i haven't had a chance to use the porter, so i could use some help.

thanks.

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[immigrantpunk]

[He's pretty dumb. He hangs his head, a little embarrassed.]

I read Hamlet for school a few months ago. Maybe that's it.

[And Abigail's all about Twelfth Night. She gave him a copy for Christmas that he still hasn't touched. Now he feels guilty about it. He swallows hard and reaches for the lunch bag. He unwraps one of the sandwiches and tries not to look disappointed. Of course it's ham. He puts the wrapping in his lap and starts surgery on the sandwich quietly, hoping she won't notice. The rest of it looks good.]

So, um, you ever miss England?

[Anything to get his mind off Shakespearean tragedies. They usually end with everyone dying.]

[sizetwelve]

[ W o w. Mary isn't offended or anything, but it's impossible not to notice that. Trying to hide it only makes it more conspicuous, but what boy doesn't like ham? A sandwich of vegetables and cheese won't do, they'll need to pick up something else at the next stop. What a shame her special bread can't be enjoyed as it properly should. ]

Well, it wasn't that much calmer there, if you want to know. ...A little. Can't say what England is like here, though. You gotten the chance to travel to any other countries while here?

[immigrantpunk]

[Oh she definitely noticed. Crap. He avoids eye contact guiltily, feeling self-conscious and rude.]

Sorry, it's not you. It looks really great. It's just, uh, a religious thing.

[He sheepishly puts the sandwich back together sans ham and takes a bite.]

Mmm, thank you.

[He licks some mustard off his thumb and shakes his head.]

Nah. I thought it was probably safer not to cross any borders. Went to Colorado last fall, though.

[sizetwelve]

[ She shakes her head with a wink and a cluck at his apology, making it clear she isn't remotely offended. She never was! If anything she's sorry she didn't bring something else as back up, but she has quite a lot on her own mind to offer distractions. ]

Never been to Colorado. What's it like?

[immigrantpunk]

[He relaxes a bit – some people don't understand stuff like that. He takes another bite of the sandwich and thinks about how to describe Colorado.]

Nice, I guess. Lots of mountains and trees. Reminded me of home a little, but... I dunno, kinda different, too.

[What an inspired descriptions.]

[sizetwelve]

[ It's like a poet's rendition, really. ]

How did it remind you of home?

[immigrantpunk]

I dunno, I grew up in Boston. There's lots of trees and stuff outside the city. It looked more like that than here.

[Florida's so flat and tropical. But at least it's warm.]