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When; Evening, June 1st
Rating; PG
Characters; Blair miss-waldorf and Serena theserenashow
Summary; going home for her had always meant going back to Serena.
Log;
Blair only had with her one oversized satchel. The rest of her clothes she had left behind at Faith's or thrown away for some lucky beggar. Some of them were things she would never wear again, like those metal studded boots or that sequined minidress. Some of them smelled of smoke or alcohol or even blood. Some of them were simply last season. The few she had thought to salvage were mostly for nostalgia. She desperately needed to shop, she thought, and was glad to know that this time she could go with Serena instead of alone.
This was good, she thought. Things were looking up. She could deal with this. Serena would always be around to help her, and Nate too. She would grow up and out of this horrible phase. Money and fame and status were all well and good, but they meant nothing without people to share them with. Blair Waldorf could be good and maybe then she would finally be deserving of love.
Dropping the satchel to the ground, she took a deep breath before knocking twice.
Rating; PG
Characters; Blair miss-waldorf and Serena theserenashow
Summary; going home for her had always meant going back to Serena.
Log;
Blair only had with her one oversized satchel. The rest of her clothes she had left behind at Faith's or thrown away for some lucky beggar. Some of them were things she would never wear again, like those metal studded boots or that sequined minidress. Some of them smelled of smoke or alcohol or even blood. Some of them were simply last season. The few she had thought to salvage were mostly for nostalgia. She desperately needed to shop, she thought, and was glad to know that this time she could go with Serena instead of alone.
This was good, she thought. Things were looking up. She could deal with this. Serena would always be around to help her, and Nate too. She would grow up and out of this horrible phase. Money and fame and status were all well and good, but they meant nothing without people to share them with. Blair Waldorf could be good and maybe then she would finally be deserving of love.
Dropping the satchel to the ground, she took a deep breath before knocking twice.