Description
Moving to a new town is hard. There's so many necessities to be done before you run off into the sunset. Or more likely, get a dingy cab. Which, to add to injury, is driven by an old guy, who you definitely do not trust and keeps giving you the 'I'm about to sell your soul on the black market' look. You can't forget any of your belongings, (which by the way, you had no idea actually how much fricking stuff you owned. Who even needs 300 God damn clothes hangers anyway?!) and let's not even go into saying goodbye to friends you promise to stay in touch with, even though you both know there's a slim chance of that actually happening. So, you know, there's that. And then there's moving to freaking Beacon Hills, which is ten times harder and near damn impossible for reasons Lara Moore cannot even begin to comprehend.
New Places New Faces
