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Graham Humbert

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May 14 2018, 02:58 PM
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<div class="moon">Screaming in the dark, <br><span style="font-family: 'Frijole'; font-size: 46px;">I howl <br></span>when we're apart.</div>
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Hunter knew that his work today was going to be an early start at the vet clinic, so he gave a soft sigh as he looked around. He knew that his apartment was more then likely going to be empty. Since he liked being alone. It made things easier. Hunter was a loner, aside from a couple of people, he really had no intention to get to know anybody.
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Hunter had gotten himself dressed in jeans, a white t-shirt, sneakers and his black leather jacket, before heading off to go and get himself some coffee on the way to the vet clinic. He kind of liked the coffee shop, mainly because the man who worked there seemed to hate people almost as much as he did.
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But, if he mentioned this out loud, then it would ruin the whole not liking anybody thing now wouldn't it?
<p>
Hunter ignored most of the people, aside from giving them one or two friendly waves to the people walking past him in a small act of trying to be kind. Reaching the coffee shop, Hunter looked around, and, then made his way inside.
<p>
He noticed that the place looked kind of empty. Hunter didn't mind, it would mean that he wouldn't have to try and interact with too many people while just trying to get his coffee and go to work.
<p>
Hunter just stood and waited as he noticed that there were about 2 more people in the line, keeping his hands in his pockets as his feet bounced up and down, and, he eyed the drink menu above the board.
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•••
<p>
<b>Tag:</b> Sigyn | <b>Outfit:</b> here | <b>Notes:</b> here

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May 14 2018, 02:27 PM
Hunter knew that his life here was definitely not what he expected it to be. He knew that his parents had been killed in that accident not long outside of Hyperion Heights, but, none of the doctors had been able to save them. Hunter didn't trust any doctors anymore, but, his life here had still been somewhat good.

He had managed to have something of a normal relationship with the waitress Odette, and, it had been going well, but, neither of them had felt they were going to be able to open up to each other properly, strong enough to be in a relationship. And, had decided to end things.

Hunter still frequented the diner where she worked, since she was still one of his only friends here in this town. Besides she needed someone there to help her with the whole baby thing, since she didn't need to be alone right now.

Keeping his hands in the pockets of his leather jacket, Hunter let out a soft sigh as he entered the diner, and, then just looked around looking to see if Odette was here. If not, he would be happy to stick around, but, she was one of the main reasons he kept coming into this diner, instead of going to Roni's bar for a drink and feed instead.

He gave a large smile as he looked around, and, then just leant his elbows against the table as he waited for someone to come and take his order.

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May 14 2018, 11:27 AM
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<div class="moon">They're not my family <br><span style="font-family: 'Frijole'; font-size: 46px;">The wolves <br></span>are my family.</div>
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Graham had decided to head towards the Rabbit Hole. He knew that this was where he frequented alot more these days now that he was back from the Underworld. Graham knew that it was a better place to hang out when you wanted to avoid being around people.
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He wasn't a people person and never would be. But, he still couldn't take Link in there with him. Graham looked at him as they reached the bar, and, ordered him to stay outside.
<p>
He entered the bar, and, gave a quick glance around the bar, and, raised his eyebrows as he looked at the bar-tender, ordering a beer. Graham then sat himself down on one of the stools, and, let out a sigh.
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Graham felt his hand going to a wolf chain that he kept wrapped around his wrist. It was something he had to connect his two worlds. It reminded him of the only thing he actually had to care about, and, his only real family that he had in this world.
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Aside from his brother Izzi, who admittedly he was still getting to know anything about.
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Graham put the chain away, and, then just leant his elbows against the counter as he gave a thank you gesture with his head as the bar-tender brought him his beer.
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•••
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<b>Tag:</b> Zelena Mills | <b>Outfit:</b> here | <b>Notes:</b>.

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Mar 23 2018, 05:16 AM
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Hunter had had a pretty rough day at the vet clinic today. It had been one thing having sick animals, but, he had been called to a site where someone had done a hit and run on a dog, and, the dog probably wouldn't make it through the night.
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That was the hard part of this job, Hunter had left one of his other vets to watch ad monitor the dog let him know about any changes. But, he wasn't hopeful for it.
<p>
He had decided to stop by a bar. It usually helped in the past to clear his thoughts, and, it was kind of fighting the inner demons of everyone. It was why bar-tenders seem to be cheaper then therapy, it gave the same result, and, they could drown their sorrows in alcohol at the same time.
<p>
Hunter knew that most people went to the party where nearly everyone else went, but, Hunter had decided to stop by a different bar today. The bar called Roni's, owned by a woman that he actually didn't mind either.
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Adjusting his leather jacket, Hunter opened the door and looked around, before taking a seat at the counter and ordering a scotch from the bar-tender and just leaning against the counter.

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•••
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<b>Tag:</b> Regina Mills | <b>Outfit:</b> here | <b>Notes:</b> here

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Mar 11 2018, 12:18 AM
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Hunter knew that after that close call with the cops and social workers, he would have to do better at hiding, and, had done so for the past few years. Now he was old enough to not have to worry, and, he was able to just work as normal without anything getting in the way.
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Normally he would just finish his work, and, then go and drink at home. But, this was a day where he just wanted to be somewhere where he wasn't just caught up in his thoughts. He knew that it was the anniversary of that night, and, as long as he was away from the quietness of his own thoughts then he would be fine.
<p>
Hunter still wasn't even sure how he had even survived that day when his parents had been killed. Hunter had always wanted to ask someone, but, no-one would ever have the answers. So what was the point?
<p>
He had given up asking it years ago, and, just focused on growing up and becoming independent. Which he had done successfully. And, he was happy with how his life turned out.
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Hunter just entered the bar, and, adjusted his leather jacket around himself as he looked around giving an acknowledgement nod to some of the customers, before making his way towards the bar and just sitting on the stool leaning against the counter.<p>
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