the bartender seemed to notice Melissa and started to move their direction. โYou really should be careful. Iโve heard the penalties for underage drinking can be pretty steep.โ Melissa smirked at the blonde before quickly placing her order with the distracted bartender who went to fulfill it.
who was younger than even Spencer, appearing to be around 17 or 18. Which meant her trip to this bar likely warranted a fake ID. The plastic Hastings smile formed once more on her lips, and Melissa chuckled as if the stranger had shared a humorous remark. โNo, you didnโt. My mistake.โ At last, โ
Boredom reverberated in every syllable of the retort, and the friendly smile Melissa could so easily summon faltered in her surprise. Maybe her bar culture skills were a little dusty, but the blatant dismissal in her casual overture felt a little unwarranted. Melissa studied the woman beside her โ
that Spencer wouldnโt hear the sincerity in her offer?
more took in evidence of fatigue or perhaps stress etched in her sisterโs faceโpuffiness under the eyes, a drawn look to her expression. โIs that why youโre eager to leave town with me? If this is really serious, you canโt keep it to yourself. You need help.โ Was their relationship so fractured โ
on her sister. Just as she was going to issue a retort about Spencer and her boundless curiosity, the subject of traveling together came up, and Melissa seized on her worry that vital information was being concealed.
โSpencer, are youโฆin some kind of trouble?โ Melissa inclined her head and once โ
same time, the Hastings were a secretive bunch, beginning with their father and his many dalliances resulting in unclaimed children. The mere thought of that history set Melissaโs teeth on edge, so she suppressed every thought of Jason and the Hastings patriarch and instead trained her attention โ
Willingly spending time with her sister set off an alarm bell within Melissa who continued to regard Spencer with a mixture of suspicion and growing concern. Maybe it was the Hastings intellect, but their family had a tendency to keep pursuing when it might be best to temper that behavior. At the โ
my element.โ A chuckle followed the remark before Melissa added an introduction. โWhere are my manners?! Iโm Melissa.โ
outside. Thatโs how Melissa ended up searching for a seat at the bar, taking up one of the stools beside a stylish blonde. The bartender didnโt notice the new arrival, so Melissa had time to scan the liquor lined shelves before turning to the woman on the neighboring stool. โIโm a little out of โ
She must have lost her mind because it was a ludicrous decision to follow an intriguing stranger away from the bustle of D.C. to small town Virginia. One of the clear centers of Mystic Falls life was at the Grill where many young people gathered and immersed themselves in boisterous conversation โ
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out before fully composing herself into a more suitable state for a Hastings. โIโm sorry. I guess I wasnโt paying attention.โ She shot the petite woman a rueful, apologetic look. โI didnโt know you were back in Rosewood.โ
@crazyliarmona.bsky.social One thing about small town living, running into everyone you knew was unavoidable. Even though Melissa was well aware of that fact, having an almost collision with Mona Vanderwaal on the sidewalk startled her more than she cared to admit. โMona.โ She blurted the name โ
reaction. โSpencer, when you say itโs starting again, do you mean the threatening messages?โ
attempts to discover information about her travels. It took another few moments of studying Spencer and noticing her jumpy reaction to a likely innocuous text message to put two and two together. Concern seeped into her voice, and she leaned forward, carefully scrutinizing her sisterโs face for a โ
from a plan, but from time to time, sheโd been known to be a little spontaneous. โWhy so curious about my trip, Spencer?โ Melissa shot her a challenging look over the rim of her glass. Spencerโs remark about something happening again hadnโt immediately registered amidst her sisterโs transparent โ
for a position she wasnโt entirely sure she wanted. Coming across a mesmerizing stranger wasnโt in her original plan for the trip, nor was the trip to Mystic Falls, Virginia, a small town sheโd never even heard of before said stranger encouraged her to visit. How very unlike Melissa to deviate โ
โItโs over there.โ Melissa gestured vaguely to an unoccupied corner of the living room where her small rolling luggage bag and matching shoulder bag remained until she was ready to collect them. The pair sported Dulles airport tags because of her initial reason to venture southโa job interview โ
Iโm so happy to find writing partners from the past here! ๐ What a lovely surprise!
you, work keeping you busy, or is that fatigue more of the social variety?" Her brow arched with the question.
loathe to part with her favorite timepiece. Once more, she resumed her inspection of Spencer before taking another lazy sip of wine. โWhere was I?โ She chuckled at the presumptuous nature of Spencerโs question. โTaking a much needed long weekend to explore a little of that Southern charm. And โ
friend over drinks. โAs for me, do I need an excuse for a glass of wine?โ Rotating her left wrist just enough that she could glance at her watch, confirming it was well after 5:00 p.m. The watch with its delicate silver band remained a tasteful symbol of a failed relationship, but Melissa was โ
Melissa settled back against the sofa with the wine glass in tow safely nestled between her fingertips. โMom is at a strategy meeting.โ At least that was how their mother characterized it, but the eldest Hastings daughter suspected it was more of a catch up session with her political strategist โ
before allowing her critical gaze to rove over her sister. โItโs nice to see you, too, Spencer.โ A slight tilt of her head accompanied her inscrutable expression. โYouโre looking a little tired. Burning the midnight oil lately?โ Melissa brought the glass to her lips for a brief sip.
Her abrupt return to Rosewood wasnโt her first choice, but once a glass of wine was safely in her possession, Melissa accepted that, for the moment, some things were out of her control. Spencerโs sudden intrusion into her solitude caught her by surprise, and she shot a startled glance at the door โ
