It has been a few weeks since you had moved to Storybrooke. You accidentally stumbled into this town on a road trip, it hadn’t even showed up on the map but you never left. The people were friendly. The town was almost too perfect.

You have made a friend, Ruby, she only ever wears red. You have also made a… semi-acquaintance with the mayor. She is quite rude to many otherwise pretends to be kind to them. Yet she’s different with you. She doesn’t pretend to be kind, and she also isn’t rude, at least so far. She is very guarded, enigmatic and strict but she seems to have a soft spot for you and you don’t know why.

You sit alone at Granny’s with a coffee in hand. Ruby hadn’t started her shift yet since you came earlier than usual. You read the newspaper when you feel someone standing beside you. When you look up, the Mayor looks down at you.

You are in my chair. She states with an unreadable expression and in a unknown tone.