[ annie doesn't typically spend too much time in graveyards. she's never really saw the point in wandering around with the dead, as weird as that sounds. it just seemed so... cliche, honestly. granted, she doesn't leave her house that much in the first place. ever since normal people stopped being able to see her, the fun of it all kind of vanished.
but for some reason, here she is. maybe she was feeling sentimental, or it was just plain boredom, but annie finds herself wandering from gravestone to gravestone, wondering if each person here was able to move on or if they're still stuck on earth like she is. she made sure to not go to the cemetery where she's buried in. now that was too depressing.
it doesn't take her too long to spot an individual near one of the graves. he's the only other person there that early in the morning. maybe he works here? or he just wants to grieve in private. well, it's a good thing that he can't see her intruding on him if it's the latter then, because annie immediately walks over to where he is. company is still nice, even if he won't know she's there. ]
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but for some reason, here she is. maybe she was feeling sentimental, or it was just plain boredom, but annie finds herself wandering from gravestone to gravestone, wondering if each person here was able to move on or if they're still stuck on earth like she is. she made sure to not go to the cemetery where she's buried in. now that was too depressing.
it doesn't take her too long to spot an individual near one of the graves. he's the only other person there that early in the morning. maybe he works here? or he just wants to grieve in private. well, it's a good thing that he can't see her intruding on him if it's the latter then, because annie immediately walks over to where he is. company is still nice, even if he won't know she's there. ]