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Sometimes Astrid wondered how people could be naturally pretty. While they had not had much in the way of a friendship or fleeting acquaintanceship, she knew her enough to notice her in passing. It also helped that the town so small insuring that Astrid almost had to notice Ruby Han’s fathers’ picture in the local supermarket showcasing that he was the manager of their humble grocery operation. [color=a0e7a0] “Yeah, at least the last time I checked. Although nowadays I wouldn’t mind being anyone else that doesn’t live here. It’s like this town is preventing me from leaving and not just because of the quarantine.”[/color] Astrid didn’t really know why she was venting her frustrations to a girl she barely knew, but she always felt comfortable around people she didn’t know and that weren’t from Everbrook circle. 

The unintentional or intentional yoda reference made her giggle in what was otherwise dreary day in a string of dreary days. [color=a0e7a0] “I didn’t know you studied that much or that someone could study that much. If you need any help lugging those around, I can help you. By the way, do you know why the parking lot is so crowded? I expected it to be busy but not this much.”[/color] Her confusion was only further mounted as they made their way inside and she caught the sight of not one, but several of her peers from Everbrook high in attendance. [color=a0e7a0] [i]”What is going on here?”[/i][/color] she pondered in her head, her tongue jabbing the insides of her cheek. It kind of felt like the breakfast club with all of them meeting up so conveniently like this especially with the several stereotypes surround them. There was William the bible thumper, Walter the class clown, Abbie the mean girl, and even your resident jock. 

Distracted by the crowd she hadn’t noticed Ruby had left her side, until the crippling cold waved over her like a blanket. It was suffocating to say the least. The cold instantly reminded her of the funeral home, the morgue more specifically. The same cold she felt when she held her moms’ hand for the last time at the wake. It was a feeling that she no longer wished to feel and so her body instinctively reacted by crossing her arms and rubbing her biceps. Without stating the obvious she tried to be more transparent in her questions than William, [color=a0e7a0] “Why is everyone here in the first place?”[/color]
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