[BRYNE ARTHUR HAGEN]

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“Life can only be understood backwards; but it must be lived forwards.”

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hat was the luring feeling that was bringing him to town more? Was it the chance or purposely running into her again? Bryne almost laughed at the thought, of him going into town to see a woman he barely knew. He told himself to slow down. He had a past after all and had to make sure his group of people were still small. But sometimes, someone other than the client or family was welcomed for a conversation.

His parent’s home was a decent home, and since Jaana was living with them for the summer – Bryne found himself on Oldaker. Their home was nice but not out there. It fit but wasn’t one of those massive ones with all the floors and turrets.

The summer air was warm, and the sun passed its highest point. Jaana had insisted on ice cream cones, so here he was – sitting at the small park and playground in the neighborhood. Thankfully, there were plenty of people out that didn’t make them look odd.

As Jaana began licking the drips on her cone, her eyes landed on two mastiffs. Familiar ones to Bryne. He watched as his daughter piped up, a big smile on her face. “Beautiful dogs, can I pet them?” At least Bryne got that kind of etiquette into her.

6/11/23 (later afternoon) → outfit → Helena Edith Fletcher

[Helena Edith Fletcher]

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Helena kept her head down to avoid the stares she'd been getting all day whilst she was out and about doing her usual routine. Despite the warmth of the sun and her wishes to feel the sun on her skin, she kept her light jacket on and just kept walking. The passing comments hit a little too close to home, making her feel uncomfortable in her own skin.

Of course she knew better and somehow she bit her tongue to keep herself from making a fuss, but even so, it wasn't a great feeling. She was wrapped up in her own thoughts that she didn't have her usually strict concentration up with her dogs, so when they spotted a familiar face they almost brought her to the ground in their excitement.

Finally dragged into the present, Helena felt her face flush as she registered who she was stood in front of.

"Fancy seeing you here," she said, almost dumbstruck, "Without, you know, your dogs..."

It was such a dumb thing to say really, but there was a slightly scary fluttering going on inside that she wasn't sure how to properly react. It scared her, that fluttering - she'd only felt it once before and she really wasn't sure it was a good thing anymore.

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Outfit

[BRYNE ARTHUR HAGEN]

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“Life can only be understood backwards; but it must be lived forwards.”

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e couldn’t help but offer a gentle smile, something Jaana picked up on and kind of gave her uncle a look. “Well, I don’t want them possibly barreling over the kids that could show up,” he answered, with a bit of tease. The man offered a hand to the dogs in front of him, and once consent was given – gave them a pet.

“Ah! Helena, this is my daughter, Jaana,” Bryne introduced, gesturing to the redheaded teen next to him. Jaana gave the woman a look as she bit into her ice cream. She wiped her mouth before giving a smile.

“Nice to meet you. I didn’t realize my father knew such a beautiful woman. A pleasure to meet you, and your pups.” Bryne wanted to nudge Jaana for that comment, but it was a truthful comment. Helena was indeed quite beautiful.

“Are you just making your way through here?” he asked, thinking the question of if she lived here was a bit too odd.

6/11/23 (later afternoon) → outfit → Helena Edith Fletcher