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</div><br/>A Times Square, was there really a better place to be on New Years Eve than there when in New York? Of course, Hannah had attended every year she had been able thanks to being born and raised in New York City but this year was different and not in a good way. For the first year since she could...well, remember she was alone. She wasn't with family or a boyfriend no she was completely alone. Sure she had come with friends but none of them were single and her sisters who were married...and never let her forget it...were at parties with their new families while Hannah was in Times Square. She walked through the crowds and attempted to find the best spot to see the ball drop. She knew about where she should be after so many years of being in attendance it was just finding the landmarks and then positioning herself. She wasn't particularly tall so that made things difficult if there was a giant or band of giants in front of her. Once she found her spot though she planted herself in place and was not going to move for anyone! She wasn't going to miss the ball dropping one bit. Which was right about when someone bumped into her from behind. She had expected it and nearly fell over, but managed to keep her balance and then turn almost on a dime. Ready to unleash the fury of someone being so rude to not watch where they were going. "HEY! Watch....I...It's ok no need to apologize" Hannah was frustrated she was about to tear him to shreds with her words but why did he have to be cute and distract her like that?<br/><br/>"I think I sprained my ankle trying to stay up after being hit by a wrecking ball." Hannah had a huge smile on her face clearly indicating she was kidding and giggled a little. "Yeah, I'm fine don't worry about it. No permanent damage you need to worry about." She winked and turned her head to keep an eye on the ball she was not going to miss it even if the guy who literally bumped into her was handsome. She noted how calm he seemed and just seemed to take in the moment of it all. She wondered if this was his first time or not. Which if it was, was the perfect spot to experience the glass ball dropping. "Nope! Born and Raised right here in NYC! I think this is my 13th? Wait no 14th New Year's Eve. What about you? " She looked around and no one seemed to be coming towards them which made her think he might be alone too. Seems like they had something in common which could make this at least a little better to handle. She could have gone to her parents for a party but she really didn't want to be there and have everyone ask why she was single and where was her ex. Her two younger sisters were married along with her eldest which made her the only unwed of the sisters. It was annoying because then all the pressure was on her. It had been primarily on her for the longest time but at least the weddings in the family served as a distraction and for most of it she hadn't been single.<br/><br/>Her cheeks were a little red from the cold as well as her nose having a slight shade of red but thankfully she was warm and cozy bundled up in her winter jacket and her fleece-lined leggings. "So, are ya solo tonight on New Year's Eve as well? I must say it is quite the experience truly spending the holidays alone is wonderful." She stated with heaps of sarcasm showcasing her own frustrations with being alone. Hannah and her ex had made plans for New Year's Eve but of course, those fizzled out when they broke up. Admittedly, he was an asshole but still at least she wouldn't have been alone. "You know sometimes I'd just wish you can just have someone to be with on the holidays and there be zero expectations other than just showing up together. No strings of the romantic sort whatsoever just two people not being alone and hopefully distracting family from asking too many questions." She rambled on. Hannah had always possessed the tendency to just speak her mind and think out loud. This was one of those cases.