[Taking her hand off, she planted it on the roof beside her and looked out at the buildings surrounding, brows furrowing.]
[It's a weird thought, because what he said makes perfect sense to her... and yet, she can't think of a single instance where it's ever actually happened. Not to her, anyway.]
[Heather had never had much luck with lasting friendships.]
... I can't say it has.
[In the end... she HAD done the things that she alone had been meant to do.]
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Date: 2011-01-14 08:01 am (UTC)[Taking her hand off, she planted it on the roof beside her and looked out at the buildings surrounding, brows furrowing.]
[It's a weird thought, because what he said makes perfect sense to her... and yet, she can't think of a single instance where it's ever actually happened. Not to her, anyway.]
[Heather had never had much luck with lasting friendships.]
... I can't say it has.
[In the end... she HAD done the things that she alone had been meant to do.]
[Alone.]