03.2023 | WELCOME BACK! Hello friends old and new! I'm so excited to welcome you all back to SITW! I've made some changes to the plot and added the ability to play supernatural charcaters! So come and check it out! I can't wait to jump back into this little town with all of you!
A strange history surrounds the town, it is a place where mysterious and supernatural things have been known to happen. The reputation of the town reguarly draws in visitors and newcomers alike. While some residents avidly believe in the supernatural, others are far more skeptical. What do you believe?
It had been about a week since Iris found herself bringing home a man she’d just met and having quite the fun evening. But damn had she been tired and well, rather drained the next day. And honestly, for about few days. Hell, she’d even caved and gone to her doctor for a check-up because she never felt this stretched thin. Even just taking Tank out for walks left her feeling like she was pushing herself more than usual.
Her check-up only revealed that her iron levels were a bit low, but otherwise she was in good health. On her way out the doctor did ask if she’d recently given blood, because her symptoms seemed to match the feelings of dizziness and fatigue some felt after going to a blood drive. It was odd, but not very helpful considering she hadn’t been to any blood drives or clinics to give blood. So, the information had been shrugged off and she’d gone about her day. Because donating blood wouldn’t have given her a sore neck.
Oh well, just another one of life’s mysteries.
Iris had been kicking herself for not getting Arturo’s number, but she supposed if he wanted to see her again; he’d be able to find her at Rosie’s… she doubted very much that he’d just show back up to her apartment. One could dream. But then again, it was more likely that she wouldn’t see him again. Not intentionally.
Tank let out a soft huff of annoyance at the buckled leash that kept her from moving about the car as she pleased, and Iris just chuckled with a shake of her head as she pulled into one of the vacant parking spaces at the Lakewood Park’s parking lot. Normally she might have just walked from her apartment to the park with Tank, but she was finally feeling less exhausted and wanted to just enjoy the time. So, she swapped Tank from being hooked to her doggy seatbelt and attached her to the other end of the leash in her hand.
She wore a pair of dark purple yoga pants, her typical running shoes, a black sports bra and a light jacket that was mostly zipped up. Her long blonde hair down in loose waves as she began jogging with Tank toward an open field. Another five minutes and Iris was playing frisbee with Tank, enjoying the time outside and laughing with amusement every time Tank smacked the frisbee instead of catching it.