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[misscecilia]

It's taken far too long for Cecilia to move into her new apartment. She's not actually sure when she managed to acquire this much stuff in the first place, let alone how she got it all back across the Atlantic and up the coast to Maine, and if she is ever required to move again, she's going to handle it by giving away all her worldly possessions and becoming a nun or one of those New Age lifestyle bloggers. Or at least by paying someone to unpack all her things for her. One of the two.

The point is, it's been weeks since her arrival, and she'd been starting to think she was never going to get all the cardboard boxes out of her apartment. She has, though, she hauled the last ones down the stairs this morning. It's a feat worthy of celebration, Cecilia thinks, and she takes herself off to the boardwalk to do just that.

Notwithstanding her brief visit last year, she hasn't been back to Siren Cove in ages, and she's not sure how much of it will be like she remembers. The boardwalk, though, seems the same as it ever has, and Cecilia, after obtaining a huge and definitely overpriced ice cream cone, is content to wander, offering friendly smiles to everyone she passes.

[Open to everyone forever, come say hi! Find her on the boardwalk and let her looooooooove you.]

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[misscecilia]

"I'll be sure to remember never to dance with you, in that case," she says. "And I'm not exactly new in town, but I've been away for quite some time. Have you lived here long?"

It's a guess, but a reasonable one. He's not a native, she thinks; even having been away so long, she recognizes most of the people who lived here when she was young, and she doesn't recognize him.

[pullmeapint]

"A little over a year, yeah. I opened a pub down near the water called, unoriginally, Finn's Pub," he laughed in return. "Been a pretty successful start, too, if I can say that without sounding too immodest. So I guess a welcome home drink on the house is in order," he offered.

[misscecilia]

Cecilia rarely drinks these days, but the reason it's 'rarely' and not 'never' is for precisely this sort of situation. "Well," she says cheerfully, "how could I possibly turn down an offer like that?"