South

The southern part of the city has a chic family-oriented sort of charm to it. Here, small locally owned shops run rampant, neighbors often know each other by name, and the monthly socials are an event not to be missed. In the South, children can often be seen safely playing in the park or on sidewalks and in the weekends, families often take to the beach to enjoy the warm waters surrounding the city.

What You'll Find Here

Ascension Center of Equitation
Hyde Park
Point Defiance Zoo and Aquarium
The Outskirts
The University of Sacrosanct

Ain't life just awful strange


Posted on December 29, 2021 by Gia Jones
South

a new world hangs outside the window
beautiful and strange
it must be I've fallen awake
I must be



The hungover dark hunter was immediately struck with remorse as she stood at the back of a very long and winding line. A frown etched its way across her lips as she peered over the heads in front of her, assessing just how many people stood in the way of the burrito she so desperately craved. With a defeated sigh, she pulled the hood of her zip-up sweater tight over her head and crossed her arms against her chest. This burrito better be worth it.

Her thoughts were devolving into how much she hated the suburbs, and questioning why she stayed in DuPont Circle after all this time when a thin, tall man burst out the back of another food truck and scrambled on the ground for quarters. The scene was both too pathetic and uncanny for your typical suburban Sunday that she couldn't look away. The hairs on the back of her neck stood almost immediately, giving away his true identity: witch. But Buffy was too famished to care. The guy looked fairly harmless anyway... he was picking up nickels and dimes, after all.

It wasn't long after Buffy's gaze had turned back to the frightful line ahead of her that said warlock seemed to register her existence, as well. Her bloodshot, tired eyes met his only briefly, but they confirmed her suspicion. She knew that look - the one where the bad guy realized he was standing in front of a hunter, of all things. But instead of turning tail, the stranger shot back with some quip about his need for the change. Buffy merely raised one ill-manicured eyebrow in half-hearted interest. "By all means, you do you." She offered back.

Somebody passed by the line with a tray full of cheesy-egg goodness and Buffy could feel herself salivating. She'd all but forgotten about the twiggy warlock when he spoke again.

This time, he had useful information, but per usual, Buffy was skeptical. Her folded arms moved to settle at her hips as she quickly mulled it over, casting her gaze in the direction of the near-empty food truck line behind her. "Who are you, the food truck witch? Out to save the suburbs from bad burrito fairies?" It was a gamble and her hungover brain wasn't sure it was worth the risk. She pulled her lips into a tight line as she peered back at the empty truck again and then back at the near-deadlocked line in front of her.

"If it's bad, you're buying my burrito." She said sternly, pointing a finger at the warlock as she boldly stepped out of line.

GIA BUFFY JONES

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