It was amazing just how easy it was to be unrecognizable. Leah simply had to chop her hair off and start slouching. She didn't even get the whole hey, has anyone ever told you that you look like...? Maybe she wasn't so unrecognizable: maybe it was just that no one wanted to say anything. Which was nice- she really, really didn't want the attention. She had never wanted it in the first place, and with her brother's death...
In all honesty, she never really went out, anyways. So it was probably more that there was never an opportunity for someone to realise who she was and bring it up. And, you know, she wasn't exactly proud of her last public moment, because punching one of your teammates was generally frowned upon, even if it had turned out all right in the end. So the idea that people might have perhaps not wanted to comment in case she decided to punch them was a defensible one.
She had far too much time on her hands and not enough that she wanted to do with it, which led to too much thinking.
Okay, so she did go out often enough. This, however, was not the kind of bar you went to because you wanted to find new friends. People made small talk, but not much more unless they knew each other. Even the staff made no comment about how much you were or were not drinking that night. (Sometimes she just wanted to sit and watch everything.)
...thunder storms expected to surface in the late evening hours. That's all we have for the week ahead, back to you, Janine.
Thank you, Mark. Coming up, next Thursday marks the one year anniversary of the death of one of the world's most celebrated heroes. Information on...
Leah tuned it out.
Another drink was on her table before she knew it. "On the house."
Well, looks like someone recognized her after all.
In all honesty, she never really went out, anyways. So it was probably more that there was never an opportunity for someone to realise who she was and bring it up. And, you know, she wasn't exactly proud of her last public moment, because punching one of your teammates was generally frowned upon, even if it had turned out all right in the end. So the idea that people might have perhaps not wanted to comment in case she decided to punch them was a defensible one.
She had far too much time on her hands and not enough that she wanted to do with it, which led to too much thinking.
Okay, so she did go out often enough. This, however, was not the kind of bar you went to because you wanted to find new friends. People made small talk, but not much more unless they knew each other. Even the staff made no comment about how much you were or were not drinking that night. (Sometimes she just wanted to sit and watch everything.)
...thunder storms expected to surface in the late evening hours. That's all we have for the week ahead, back to you, Janine.
Thank you, Mark. Coming up, next Thursday marks the one year anniversary of the death of one of the world's most celebrated heroes. Information on...
Leah tuned it out.
Another drink was on her table before she knew it. "On the house."
Well, looks like someone recognized her after all.