Ian - public library
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return_to_nolaDani didn't have a ton of free time. She had classes, and she had a work-study job on campus, and several nights a week she watched a toddler overnight while his mom worked the night shift. Most of that time she spent sleeping, only there in case the baby woke up or there was an emergency, but it was still time that wasn't hers.
In all the time that was hers, she was at the library. For weeks now she hadn't heard from Ian, and while sometimes he got upset with her and shut her out, he'd never disappeared before. She'd always been able to find someplace she knew he would be and at least get a look at him, make sure he was physically okay. But it had been almost a month, and she couldn't help worrying that something really bad had happened. Dani had even gone so far as to call the house repeatedly, hoping Ian would be the one to pick up, hanging up like a wrong number every time he didn't. The only place left she had was the library, where she could, and did, spend hours every day, waiting for Ian to show up. Praying for Ian to show up, though she didn't really know who she prayed to anymore.
She'd only put her head down on the table for a moment, wanting to give her eyes a rest from the uncomfortable fluorescent glare of the lights she was sitting under. Exhausted as she was from the constant anxiety, it didn't take long for her to fall asleep.
In all the time that was hers, she was at the library. For weeks now she hadn't heard from Ian, and while sometimes he got upset with her and shut her out, he'd never disappeared before. She'd always been able to find someplace she knew he would be and at least get a look at him, make sure he was physically okay. But it had been almost a month, and she couldn't help worrying that something really bad had happened. Dani had even gone so far as to call the house repeatedly, hoping Ian would be the one to pick up, hanging up like a wrong number every time he didn't. The only place left she had was the library, where she could, and did, spend hours every day, waiting for Ian to show up. Praying for Ian to show up, though she didn't really know who she prayed to anymore.
She'd only put her head down on the table for a moment, wanting to give her eyes a rest from the uncomfortable fluorescent glare of the lights she was sitting under. Exhausted as she was from the constant anxiety, it didn't take long for her to fall asleep.
