Magic in the air

Apartment hunting on a waitress' salary...

Really? Do you think they’d have any open apartments? I thought maybe Beacon Hills would be cheap, small town and all. [She laughs, takes her hand, shaking it.] Nice to meet you Nadia, I’m Erica. 

I believe they do. I think the one down the hall for me is open. *Nadia smiled with a small laugh* You would think, but a small town has to make money somehow. It gets easier, though. There are a lot of nice people her who are willing to help out.

I hope I made it in time for the bake sale....

Not quite done yet...

"But they’re tasty," he whined, "and I’m hungry."  Watching sullenly as Nadia took the bowl away from him, he nodded as her instructions—despite failing to understand them completely.

She pinched his cheeks lightly. "This is all going in one ear and out the other, isn't it?" She laughed softly, patting his cheek. "How about I write down the instructions? Do you think you could follow them?"

The apartments I live in aren't that bad. *she smiled, offering her hand* I'm Nadia. It's a pleasure to meet you.

"I visit them from time to time… So far lately I haven’t been able to. California is a long way from Oklahoma…….. Normally I’d go and leave flowers for my mom on her grave on Mother’s Day and bring a picnic and sit out there and eat and just talk with them…." Nadia...

"Im so sorry........ What did they say he's sick from?" She asked, cocking her head before ducking her head. "Yeah..... I'd like to think that they're there watching me."

Alot has changed...

"It’s ok, Libby." She said with a small smile, "they’re buried in Tulsa. It’s where I lived bed for being out in foster care in Atlanta. Not many people know or remember it, so it’s ok."

"Ah…" The blonde realised what she meant and gave her a small smile. "Do you go and visit their place of rest?…or haven’t you been able to?"

"I visit them from time to time... So far lately I haven't been able to. California is a long way from Oklahoma........ Normally I'd go and leave flowers for my mom on her grave on Mother's Day and bring a picnic and sit out there and eat and just talk with them...." Nadia shrugged, twirling the opal necklace in her hands.

Not quite done yet...

She snorted, going back into the kitchen to grab a large pan. “There’s some rice already in the fridge. Can you get that and three eggs out for me? And the bacon bits? Try not to crush the eggs, ok?” She instructed as she got out canola oil.

"Okay," trotting off to the fridge, he took out the ingredient, pinching a bit of bacon bits into his mouth as he went.

"Oiiii! Save it for the rice you goof!" She laughed, taking the bacon away from him, "we're going to cook the eggs first, scramble them. Once their cook we can start adding in the oil and the rice and stir until the rice is brown."

Alot has changed...

"……… No. No I cant." Nadia said with a soft, sad smile, "Not unless I had a Ouija board or was a spirit medium or necromancer. Both of my parents are dead."

Now Libby felt awkward and didn’t know what to say. “I’m sorry..I—I thought I could remember you saying they’d passed away, but then when you said they were in Tulsa—I wasn’t sure. ” She scrunched her nose up at the crossed wires. 

"It's ok, Libby." She said with a small smile, "they're buried in Tulsa. It's where I lived bed for being out in foster care in Atlanta. Not many people know or remember it, so it's ok."

Alot has changed...

I know the feeling. Days like this always make me kinda sad. -she shrugged her shoulders- I miss my mother very much. I wish that I could spend today with her, but she’s in Tulsa.

"Yeah..me too..I mean, I wasn’t sure how I was gonna feel..but I feel a little sad about stuff and then it gets me wound up if I am honest" She smiled small. "Aw…Can you at least make contact with her though?"

"......... No. No I cant." Nadia said with a soft, sad smile, "Not unless I had a Ouija board or was a spirit medium or necromancer. Both of my parents are dead."

Not quite done yet...

Nadia blushed, blinking in surprise. “Oh…. Well… Thank you. And I’m finding that I like cooking. I was never really good at it growing up, but I had no patience for it back then.”

"My mother was always keen on teaching me how to cook." Nadia laughed softly, "i think it's because if you have semi-good cooking skills in real life you be better at making potions."

Not quite done yet...

Nadia felt her eyes widen slightly in surprise, blinking. Well…. That explained a lot. “Hmm….. Well, I can teach you how to make fried rice? That’s the only thing I really know how to make…..” she said with a small laugh.

Cocking his head, Keir frowned about before nodding, “yeah!  That’s fine.  ’n then mac ‘n cheese too later, okay?  Okay.”  Feeling quite pleased with himself, he hummed happily.

She snorted, going back into the kitchen to grab a large pan. "There's some rice already in the fridge. Can you get that and three eggs out for me? And the bacon bits? Try not to crush the eggs, ok?" She instructed as she got out canola oil.

Not quite done yet...

Nadia cocked an eyebrow curiously, a smile playing on her lips. “…… You sound like you have a sweet spot for him.” she teased, leaning against the counter as she cocked her head at him.

Tristan bowed his head, keeping his eyes trained on the floor. “…He’s my friend… The first in a long time at least…” He sighed, hiding a bit of his blushing. He wanted to be more than friends at least. 

Nadia grinned, cocking her head. "Keir told me that you couldn't teach him to cook because you would loose your focus." She said in a light tone, pursing her lips thoughtfully, ".............. You know...... It's possible that we could be come friends. I still don't trust you all that much, but........."

Ugh..

  "Who said anything about buying it?" she asked with a grin, tugging on his hand, "Come on, Stiles. Just trust me. Please?"

Stiles shook his head, “No, no, Nadia..” He sighed, stopping. “It’s fine. Really.”

"..... Ok." She said with a quiet smile, letting go of his hand and lacing her fingers together behind her back. She looked up at the sky for a moment. ".... I'm sorry. I know what it's like........ Wanting to pay your respects.... Loosing family. It sucks." She shrugged, starting to walk back to the store. ".... Looks like it's going to rain soon. We should head back to the store, of you want. If you wanna be with your dad today, though, I understand."

Not quite done yet...

"He did, ‘cause he said he’d lose focus if he taught me," Keir huffed, not understanding much of what he had said, "Tristan said he likes Chinese food… so how ‘bout that?  Or mac ‘n cheese.  Mac ‘n cheese is good too."

Nadia felt her eyes widen slightly in surprise, blinking. Well.... That explained a lot. "Hmm..... Well, I can teach you how to make fried rice? That's the only thing I really know how to make....." she said with a small laugh.