notfaking_it: (grin)
It's a rare afternoon off that finds Lily grocery shopping. It's not the sort of thing she does often, given how regularly she goes out to eat instead, but it helps to have some food around the apartment for those days she doesn't feel like heading out or the days when someone else might just want to stay inside.

She's come straight from rehearsal, still dressed in her tights and a long sweater, her hair pulled back from her face. This isn't the girl she usually presents to the world either, fresh faced and a hell of a lot more innocent looking than she usually is, but it's fun in its own way. She even feels different, a little more like the person she was on the island.

When she turns down the street toward the grocery store, she lights up in a smile at the sight of Kaine coming toward her. "Well, hey there," she says, shifting her gym bag higher onto her shoulder. "It's been awhile." She hasn't gone looking for him, but she certainly hasn't been avoiding him either. Not after that night.
notfaking_it: (black swan)
It isn't so late that the streets are empty, everyone at home and tucked into bed, but it's late enough. The bars are still open, restaurant patios occasionally overflowing with people who, like Lily, aren't yet ready to go home. She's had a few drinks, danced for an hour or so at a club and now she isn't sure what she's looking for. No one in the club held her interest long enough to make her want to invite them home.

She's entertaining going to visit someone, maybe Eames, maybe one of the new friends she's made since her arrival here, but for the moment she stands on the sidewalk, indecisive.

The city's getting under her skin in a way the island never could. It's not New York, but she belongs here more than she ever did there. Even so she can't make herself forget the people left behind, she can't stop thinking about the way they made her feel, the things they did for her. She can't stop thinking about Sawyer and Faye and Jeff. She can't stop thinking about Nina and it's killing her.

"Hey," she says suddenly, turning to a passing stranger. "What time is it?"

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