[Center][color=9400D3][h2]River[/h2][/color][/center]
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The sun was just rising over the horizon, leaving a peachy, pink color in the sky. As she rummaged through the remains of her old house River found old pictures of her family. There was one where Leanne was holding her baby sister. The part that shocked her was Leanne was happy in the picture.
[Color=9400D3]"Guess you didn't always hate me, huh?"[/color] she chuckled and took the picture with her, leaving the house. Looking Down the street she saw someone stumbling out of the bar. River pulled out her knife and slowly started to approach the person.

[Center][color=6A5ACD][h2]Leanne[/h2][/color][/center]
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Drowning her sorrows in a bottle was the only way she dealt with her life. When he woke and the shaking had stopped, Leanne got to her feet and wobbly walked through the bar to the door, taking a flask with her. Stumbling out of the pushable door, she fell over the curb and landed face first into the gutter. Looking to see if anyone saw, Leanne realized there were two figures on either side of her.
[Color=6a5acd]"Oh great."[/color] she spat out before passing out again.