POISONED YOUTH | ❝ i just had a gun pulled on me, i am this close to getting fired and now... now i have to take care of jarbas. ❞
❝ who's jarbas? ❞
❝ the rooster. ❞
❝ ...the rooster? ❞
❝ don't even get me started. ❞
In which Cassidy Liberato would...
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THERE WAS A TIME WHEN CASSIDY THOUGHT she would die if she was ever away from the coast. Granted, she was young, and naïve, and prone to spinning wild tales in her mind. But —at the time— the thought of being away from the white sand beaches of Bahía felt like a sin.
So, when she was six and had to move to the city of Belo Horizonte for a month, little Cassidy Liberato thought she was gonna die without ocean air in her lungs. In fact, she was so convinced that moving away from Bahía would kill her, that she nearly destroyed her parents' home in protest. Broken vases, splintered furniture, torn paintings her father had purchased from merchants by the beach. Back then, her family was no notorious name in the world of business; and six year old Cassidy only managed to get herself grounded for the entirety of her stay in Belo Horizonte.
Ten years have passed, and Cassidy Liberato knows better. She knows she'll survive without salt in her hair and sand beneath her feet. And yet, she can't help but think that there is some semblance of truth to that belief she had a decade ago. Perhaps it's not being away from the ocean that will eventually kill her, but being away from Bahía. Nowadays it seems like all her problems start and end with this damned island.
Either way, Outer Banks or not, there are a few things that Cassidy has picked up on over the years— all thanks to living by the seashore. The golden rule, of course, being you never mess with nature.
She can't say she's surprised that the people on Kildare County cannot fully grasp the concept. Regardless, living by the sea has taught her that hurricanes and tsunamis alike —no matter on which side of the island— are no joke. So, when the news of Hurricane Agatha hit, Cassidy shut the doors, covered the windows, and prepped their poor excuse for a house for the storm that was bound to hit.
It wasn't going to be a pretty one— Cassidy was sure of that. The fact that they decided to name the hurricane Agatha also meant that there would be a lot more casualties popping up on the news.
(After all, more people tend to die in hurricanes named after women. But what can she say? Karma's a bitch.)
Regardless, that was not Cassidy's responsibility. And so, she made the decision early on not to overwhelm herself with issues that didn't concern her. She's already got enough on her plate as it is.
