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Rouya wrote:
As the funeral had ended, and everyone had gathered at the Richmonds' house for the wake, Miles started paying more attention who was actually there, noticing Riley. He felt a knot in his stomach form, and instinctively looked away before they would get eye contact with each other. He wasn't sure why he did it, he just felt bad that she was there, even though they saw each other at the bar constantly. It was ages ago since they dated anyway, and they had been on polite terms with each other for a few years now, so there was no real reason for him to avoid her. And yet he did at that moment. It felt wrong for them to meet at this funeral in particular.
He headed for Holden when he saw his shot, greeting Mrs. Richmond and Rachel, then looking to Holden, as if to get an answer to why Rachel was there. The last Miles heard, the two of them had had an awful divorce, with some infidelity in the mix of it, so he had no clue why they would want to be in the same room with each other again, yet alone at Holden Sr.'s funeral.
"It was a nice eulogy," he remarked at Holden, trying to look sympathetic. He knew how Holden's relationship had been with his dad for the past many years, and felt like maybe parts of his eulogy were just for show. But what did he know, he thought. Might have been real. Miles himself, however, wasn't the least bit torn up about the death of Holden Sr., only shocked that it had been a murder.
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Rachel was standing faithfully by the Richmond's side as Miles approached them, and gave him a somber nod, before walking away to grab a drink. She had never really gotten to know Miles, but had always felt pity for him, based on the things Holden had told her about him over the years. How he worked in a bar, never got an education, never had any true ambitions. She thought Miles had a responsibility to keep up his family's legacy, and had let both his family and Holden down as the years passed. Honestly, she was relieved when he and Holden had begun to lose touch over the years.
If she dreamed of getting back together with Holden however, she would be wise to keep those thoughts to herself.
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Lou had waited for people to start scuttling off towards the wake before following them in her car. She was reluctant, still, about showing up, but did it anyway. She just needed an in, that's all, she thought to herself. It should be easy, just lay low and wait for the time to pounce.
As she entered the large mansion, she tried blending in the best she could, in order to scour the place out before asking any questions. She wouldn't want to get kicked out immediately, before getting the chance to get some intel, so she would have to wait until the time was right – and it sure was, when she spotted Celia, whom she recognised from her college days. Unsure whether Celia would recognise her, she approached her cautiously.
"Celia Walker?" She asked, smiling slightly. "You took journalism at Berkeley, right?"
(figured they did the same course otherwise it would probably be impossible for them to have met being 2 years apart and there being a million courses at college haha)
As the funeral had ended, and everyone had gathered at the Richmonds' house for the wake, Miles started paying more attention who was actually there, noticing Riley. He felt a knot in his stomach form, and instinctively looked away before they would get eye contact with each other. He wasn't sure why he did it, he just felt bad that she was there, even though they saw each other at the bar constantly. It was ages ago since they dated anyway, and they had been on polite terms with each other for a few years now, so there was no real reason for him to avoid her. And yet he did at that moment. It felt wrong for them to meet at this funeral in particular.
He headed for Holden when he saw his shot, greeting Mrs. Richmond and Rachel, then looking to Holden, as if to get an answer to why Rachel was there. The last Miles heard, the two of them had had an awful divorce, with some infidelity in the mix of it, so he had no clue why they would want to be in the same room with each other again, yet alone at Holden Sr.'s funeral.
"It was a nice eulogy," he remarked at Holden, trying to look sympathetic. He knew how Holden's relationship had been with his dad for the past many years, and felt like maybe parts of his eulogy were just for show. But what did he know, he thought. Might have been real. Miles himself, however, wasn't the least bit torn up about the death of Holden Sr., only shocked that it had been a murder.
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Rachel was standing faithfully by the Richmond's side as Miles approached them, and gave him a somber nod, before walking away to grab a drink. She had never really gotten to know Miles, but had always felt pity for him, based on the things Holden had told her about him over the years. How he worked in a bar, never got an education, never had any true ambitions. She thought Miles had a responsibility to keep up his family's legacy, and had let both his family and Holden down as the years passed. Honestly, she was relieved when he and Holden had begun to lose touch over the years.
If she dreamed of getting back together with Holden however, she would be wise to keep those thoughts to herself.
––
Lou had waited for people to start scuttling off towards the wake before following them in her car. She was reluctant, still, about showing up, but did it anyway. She just needed an in, that's all, she thought to herself. It should be easy, just lay low and wait for the time to pounce.
As she entered the large mansion, she tried blending in the best she could, in order to scour the place out before asking any questions. She wouldn't want to get kicked out immediately, before getting the chance to get some intel, so she would have to wait until the time was right – and it sure was, when she spotted Celia, whom she recognised from her college days. Unsure whether Celia would recognise her, she approached her cautiously.
"Celia Walker?" She asked, smiling slightly. "You took journalism at Berkeley, right?"
(figured they did the same course otherwise it would probably be impossible for them to have met being 2 years apart and there being a million courses at college haha)
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