Lydia Martin (
sanguinescry) wrote in
itinere2016-03-08 04:02 pm
OTA || Outside the Apartment Building
To say that Lydia was more than a little bit lost was an gross understatement. She hadn't wandered off in a trance in a long time and even if she had, it wasn't likely she'd end up in a completely different city, at least not without her car, but here she is all the same.
The personal device had welcomed her and Lydia had balked for a moment before her curiosity had gotten the better of her. She's made her way to the mentioned apartment building and she's trying not to think about the fact that she's definitely supposed to be tutoring Stiles in about an hour...and going to "a friend's house" after that. Both of them will notice she's gone. At least, there's some comfort there, because if they notice she's missing, they'll come looking for her and then maybe they'll be able to guide her back home.
She stares up at the building and can't quite make herself head inside because, well...isn't that sort of resignation? In a way? Instead of actually heading in, she looks back down at the PDA. What the hell, it's worth a shot, right? She can't be too far from home, she tells herself, so she'll recognize the name of the place as soon as she hears it and then she'll know which direction to go to head back in the direction she originally came.
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The personal device had welcomed her and Lydia had balked for a moment before her curiosity had gotten the better of her. She's made her way to the mentioned apartment building and she's trying not to think about the fact that she's definitely supposed to be tutoring Stiles in about an hour...and going to "a friend's house" after that. Both of them will notice she's gone. At least, there's some comfort there, because if they notice she's missing, they'll come looking for her and then maybe they'll be able to guide her back home.
She stares up at the building and can't quite make herself head inside because, well...isn't that sort of resignation? In a way? Instead of actually heading in, she looks back down at the PDA. What the hell, it's worth a shot, right? She can't be too far from home, she tells herself, so she'll recognize the name of the place as soon as she hears it and then she'll know which direction to go to head back in the direction she originally came.
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So...no, but really...where am I right now? Which town?

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( It was bad enough being lost as it already stood. Compounding it with ending up in an even more confusing place she didn't belong was not on Lydia's list of things she wanted to do while attempting to go home. )
Thank you. For your help.
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[ but helping people is kind of alaina's thing sooo she tries. ]
My name is Alaina Trevelyan. If you need anything again, helping people is what I do.
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[ she means it as a joke, but in all seriousness... that actually happened to her. a lot. ]
But good to meet you, too, Lydia.
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Hopefully, if I can't find the stupid door, I'll be able to meet you in person and then you can tell me about home. I love learning new things. ...when I'm in the mindset to actually absorb the knowledge, anyway.
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Anytime. Good day.