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She nodded. She got up and then was quiet as she tested her balance. "Alright...I can manage. I'm sure I can." She said. And started out the Pavilion very slowly, though she wobbled once of twice.

"Your never gonna be in love, Naomi."she quoted, the exact words of her father. She looked away from his picture, he had called her earlier this month, begging her return.
He said he was sober. For now, she thought, and swallowed. Her life was far to difficult to understand, she knew that. She moistened her lips, and blinked slowly, hoping for when she opened her eyes, the world would be perfect.
No, Leo was hurt, her sister died in a car crash because of her alcoholic father, and now she was imaging hope. She was crazy, she knew that boy.
Naive Naomi.
Nice alliteration, she told herself, putting her arms on her knees, and using her palms as a holder for her head. She stared off into the distance, seeing the light blue waves crash on the sand. She had said that the same shade of color as the ocean. No, they were wrong. Naomi proved she had the same color of rain, as she could mask it easily. Sighing, she continued to stare.
Being crashed down by news was one thing, now she was a killer. The blood of a fighter pumped through her veins. She felt short tempered, she felt full of anger yet worry. She wondered if Ares kids felt like this.
If Leo did.
She sighed, and lifted her head up. She swiped the rest of her ruined makeup away. Not many people were in the Lunch Pavilion, the Minor Side. Not many were on a daily basis, she remembered. Or was she so blind about her remorse that she couldn't see the people around her. She was probably deaf, dead with the sounds.
"Time to think."she told herself.