Man, life was complicated; but those thoughts were for later.What he worried about right now was understanding why the hell theperson that he loved ha... tried to kill herself!~*~ Piccolo-chan had trouble finding her way out of the warm well ofsleep. It was safe there, no fears for others, no loves, no hates. Shewas in blissful oblivion. Yet there was something on the other side of it that wanted herto come back. She couldn't understand that, but when she did, shereached out, and - Woke up. She. Today was no different than any other day at the shop. Slow.. slow.. slow! The majority of customers that would step foot in the shop were men who were middle-aged to elderly truck drivers or truck stop workers on their breaks. These old men were very flirtatious and I would get hit on daily which was my least favorite part of my shifts. I am very awkward and uncomfortable in my own skin and I didn't know how to respond or react to men flirting with me. My usual response was awkward giggling. I definitely overestimated the time I would have available to work on the gates and the fences. This allows more time to work on their repair and other projects,” he told Robert after they had been using the Portal for two weeks or so.This was also the time of year when canning started, and Grace had been busy with that since the last part of July. She would need help from Celeste and me to complete it, although I wasn’t sure how much help I would be in my current condition since I now needed. We finished crossing the bridge and were back on dry land. There was a guard post set up to our left, with barrels of waste nearby keeping the general radiation count in this area higher than normal. To my right were three men wearing armor, carrying fairly heavy weapons, and two people facing them wearing rags. I recognized the woman as the one from Bar Harbor.The man questioning them had a hard look about him, a full head of red hair, a full, but trimmed beard, and mustache. His armor was.