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She flashed a bright grin at Nadia’s continued eagerness and giving off more idea they could do for the mural in the main room. ❝ Honestly that all sounds perfect, especially as a reflection of the studio too. When we officially start getting this off the ground I’d love to have you on for the design process. ❞ Offering sincerely, considering they’d already been bouncing off a few suggestions, not to mention this was for a shared passion in dance and clearly the younger woman had an eye for the right aesthetic. First things first though before getting too ahead in anticipation, she had to secure the future extension next door. Raking a hand gently through dark locks, nodding with a lightness in her features. ❝ And I have complete faith leaving you both at the helm, but remember, you get a higher level of jurisdiction because I said so. ❞ Her tone laced with a playful lilt that held the aura of her technical status as the boss. Head canted to the side at the question, smile returning when asked for a glimpse of the dress. ❝ I do, and am aiming for the wow factor, but don’t mind sharing. Really the only person that it has to stay secret from until the day is Alli, of course. ❞ Taking out her phone, Sanem went through her camera roll before pulling up a picture and showing Nadia. ❝ Think that’ll garner the reaction I’m hoping for ? ❞

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“Guess I should really be spending a lot more time with your family now I’m going to be alone for all the holidays, so I’m self inserting myself. Okay so what should I get dustin? A chainsaw? A sports car? A rocket ship?” he giggled at the ridiculous gift ideas although a chainsaw did sound nice if they were wanted to create a home slasher film and call it some horrible name like Crescent Harbor and it’s dark bloody secret or something. “You will, and damn destroy a man with it. Is that your first thought? I’m proud, let’s destroy as many men as we can find.” he mused. “Not Max though, I need him alive for very special reasons.” Ty mentioned wiggling his brows at Nadia. “Penis be gone sounds like a magic trick I would love to use on people. I might also ordered you some cosplays to go along with it, and Maybe gotten you every ashoka tano thing out there, but hey I do love you that much. You’re my best friend, mi familia, y te amo.” he mused. “I did just call you thirty, and sure let’s make a tik tok then, but I’m banning every guy who comments rude things or flirts with you. Viral nerd sensation, sounds contagious, I’m in.”

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❛ A--- Chainsaw? ❜ she stuttered out before a short giggle escaped her. ❛ A rocketship would probably be appreciated but that sounds like a lot of money, and a waste of it if you mean one that literally goes to space. She’s not an astronaut, Ty. ❜ Laughing a bit more, Nadia shook her head for a moment. ❛ You’re more than welcome any time though, of course. Moms always love having you around, ❜ she assured, reaching a hand out to squeeze Ty’s tricep affectionately. He might be a mess, but he was a mess she gladly handled more or less. ❛ Destroying men sounds like something I should be getting into. I’m having really bad luck, ❜ the brunette chuckled, rolling her eyes slightly before giving Ty an amusingly judgmental look. There was of course nothing wrong with having fun - she tried it as well. At least Ty was successful and he really did find the hot guys, didn’t he? ❛ You think I could pull off an Ahsoka cosplay? ❜ she suddenly asked. Dressing up was always fun but she’d never really gotten into cosplay at all. It was something she was willing to try, of course, even though she was shy and maybe an Ahsoka costume would be a little too showy... And it required a lot of bodypaint for sure. With a big smile, she rolled her eyes at the sudden affection, raising a hand to nudge Ty gently. ❛ Te amo, even though you just called me old when you’re older than me, ❜ she pointed out with her brows raising. ❛ Great. Hey! Maybe I want them to flirt with me. I can be a sexy nerd, ❜ she half-joked. 

The difference between New York and Crescent was massive and Dustin could see why Nadia felt more relaxed here. The atmosphere made it almost impossible not to feel a lot more at ease. The people were different, the setting was different, everything felt just…easier. “Relaxed is a good thing. And I’m sure you could find more to do around here if you wanted to. There’s always something,” Dustin suggested with a bob of her head. She kept herself busy all the time, finding something to occupy her time whether it was her research, writing, or one of her very limited hobbies. It wasn’t as exciting as Nadia’s life had been, but it was good. Head tilting curiously at Nadia’s suggestion, Dustin let it mull over, fingers drifting around the rim of her drink as she thought. It had been ages since she’d gone on any sort of vacation, a luxury she didn’t often afford herself. “I…could be convinced to do that. Tropical island, some sunshine, palm trees, I like the sound of all of that,” Dustin agreed, a slight tinge of pink in her cheeks at the idea of pretty ladies in bikinis. “Where would you want to go?”

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❛ Yeah but like... What? Okay fine, the summer’s a bit easier but in the winter... Unless you want to build a snowman or something, of course, ❜ she said with a soft laugh. In New York it had been as easy as walking out the door and there was something going on. She figured there were eciting things in Crescent Harbor she had missed too though, while she was gone, and she intended to keep catching up with things like she’d been doing for the past year, even though she would have to spend more time at Momentum since she got promoted. It was a good thing she was exited about and she’d had more than enough free time to chill and paint and wander around the first couple of months she’d been back and doing rehab. ❛ Really? Great! ❜ The excitement was evident on Nadia’s face and in her voice when Dustin agreed to go somewhere. ❛ We don’t even have to interact with other people, we can just... You know, hang by ourselves at the beach, go to a spa... You know, ❜ she suggested with a wide grin. ❛ Maybe a week or so this summer? I’m thinking... Maybe coast of Mexico, or Hawaii, the Bahamas, or Brazil if we want to go even more south. Maybe Florida if we don’t want to leave the states. I’ve never been there but that place sounds chaotic though, which is like... Not really our vibe, huh? But like, you’re the big money maker so you have the final say, of course. ❜ 

WHO: @nadiavem WHERE: Wherever Nadia wants them to meet. 

He’s vibrating. That’s the best way to describe it; there’s an energy running through him that he usually associates with a particularly dangerous call. He has a strawberry and banana smoothie in one hand, taking tiny sips every two seconds like that’s an efficient way to make it last longer. The other hand fiddles with the ring he wears on his middle finger, soothing the nerves that threaten him. He catches sight of someone he thinks he recognises, and his throat goes dry. “Nadia!” It carries over the bustling crowd, and he winces, pulling a face as the woman comes closer. “That was loud. I tend to be.” He thrusts out a hand, trying to pretend that meeting your sister for the first time is an everyday occurrence. His face splits into a grin, and it’s only partly forced. “I’m Toby- it is- woah. It’s so freaking cool to meet you. Hi. Hello!” 

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Nadia had gone all day chewing on her thumb nail. At this point it was truly a miracle it hadn’t broken in half. She’d chosen the Mcintosh Park café  to meet up because it had a little bit of everything; food, coffee, alcohol, nice nature if they wanted to take a walk - because holy hell, her legs were itching with anticipation and nerves so much that it felt like ants crawling up her legs. Hearing her name she freezes before instantly getting up from ehr seat; a cozy armchair in the corner. ❛ Hey! Tobias. Toby, ❜ she said, correcting herself when remembering he liked his nickname.  ❛ Wow, I-- That is totally fine, I’m... This is great. You look great. It’s so good to meet you, finally. How are you? Take a seat, I hope you like this place! ❜

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where: the emmerson estate for: @nadiavem​

timmy twiddled his fingers as he sat on the couch. they had just finished their weekly family dinner and his parents were both in the kitchen cleaning up while he waited for them to finish. not that he had the need to feel awkward in his own childhood home he just couldn’t help himself. he was always tense in his own right. until his sister walked into the room. he looked up at the raven haired girl and smiled. 

“hey nadia.” he spoke, giving a little wave. “dinner was pretty good, huh?” he commented. not wanting to mention the whole ty thing just yet. because what if he didn’t tell his sister and he for sure didn’t want to be the first one to bring it up. but it was really weird for him not to mention it to her after he mentioned it to dustin already. he felt like he was hiding something but it just felt so weird to him. 

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Finding Tim on the couch after going to the bathroom Nadia approached with a wide smile on her face before sitting down next to him, letting out a content sigh. ❛ Super good, ❜ she said, almost breathlessly. ❛ I think I’m in a food coma. ❜ She slid further down on the couch, one hand on her stomach as she looked over at her brother who seemed more quiet than usual. Sure, he wasn’t always super talkative but they never had any problems with each other. Not anymore.  ❛ A part of me hopes they’re not making dessert in there, ❜ she nodded towards the kitchen where their moms were.  ❛ But on the other hand I really hope they do, ❜ she giggled a little before leaning closer to Tim, resting her head on his shoulder. ❛ What’s up? ❜

Jack rocked back on his heels a moment. Either he just wasn’t funny or she simply wasn’t interested. And honestly? He couldn’t tell which one he liked least. “Their loss,” he said, tossing a glance at the guy behind the counter, who looked just as perplexed as he was sure she felt. 

He had to admit, though, he was kind of intrigued by this plant burger thing. He’d never heard of it, at least not in any serious sort of capacity. So he shrugged, lips pulling wide in a grin. “Follow-up, slightly-less-but-still-a-little-weird suggestion: I’ll buy a flower burger to split, if you want? That way the plant’s life wasn’t sacrificed in vain if it’s as weird as my brain thinks it is. And you can get your smoothie.”

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If it had been Sam pulling the trick to try and get them to hire Nadia she probably would have laughed out loud and tried a friendly tackle but this was a complete stranger, a kind of cute on at that, and it pushed her down to the shy side of her personality even though she always tried to be as friendly as possible when she didn’t know who she was dealing with. At least give someone the benefit of the doubt, you know? He seemed very nice. 

❛ Plant beef, ❜ she corrected him with a tilt of her head while her brows raised, not able to stop a small giggle. Nadia wanted to say it was obvious he’d said it wrong on purpose but she was honestly not sure. His suggestion made her bite down her lower lip, eyes flickering to the clock on the wall for a short moment before she gave him a sharp nod. ❛ Sure, ❜ she said, pressing her lips together into an awkward grin. ❛ You’ll like it. Probably. Maybe. I hope. ❜

Dustin wanted to believe that Nadia was right and that someday in the future there would be a chance for her to build a relationship and a life with someone, but the older she got, the less she had faith. “We’ll see, Nads. I’ll just be happy as long as you guys are all happy,” Dustin replied back with a soft shrug. It was far easier to focus on her siblings being happy than to dwell on her own emotional state. There had been a few times Dustin had been out to New York to visit Nadia, but she’d never spent a lot of time there. Nadia’s explanation of it sounded spot on, though. It had been far too busy for Dustin to feel comfortable there, even Seattle had felt like that for her at times. Her eyes softened as Nadia continued to speak, her head nodding towards her younger sister with a proud smile. “Well, I for one am excited to see what that turns into. I know this…isn’t the big city and there’s no tour or bright lights and stages, but…it’s not so bad. I like being home. It’s…nice. Quiet.” It was familiar, which was exactly what Dustin needed sometimes. Having spent the vast majority of her childhood bouncing from home to home all over different parts of Seattle, having a home that she didn’t have to leave was something she craved. “I don’t think I’ll ever leave. If moms are here and you guys are around, I’ve got everything I want and more.”

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Pressing her lips together, Nadia gave her sister a soft smile paired with a sigh. It was sweet how Dustin cared more for her siblings than she did for her own future with someone which Nadia knew she wanted. Dustin deserved it much more than she realized on her own and that just made her sad. ❛ While all of that blinding lights and big staged and stuff was fun I feel... More relaxed now. Like, alot. Sure, there isn’t as much to do but Momentum is fun, especially with the kids, ❜ she grinned. While children could be brutal, so could adults in the entertainment industry. This just felt less like life or death like it did when they toured around the states. ❛ We should still go somewhere though... ❜ she said, twirling her drink in her hand as she thought. ❛ Like, just for a little bit. You know, tropical islands, lots of sunshine, palm trees... Pretty ladies in bikinis, ❜ she grinned mischievously while taking a sip.

who : @nadiavem​

where : anchor management

Harlow promised dinner - a nice way to catch up with Nadia at a more appropriate place than a wedding. As the days rolled by life grew more complicated with every passing minute. She began to realize just how much time passed since her and Nadia were friends. Harlow suddenly felt overwhelmed with the idea, no longer being the drama free 18 year old Nadia once knew. Navigating life in Crescent Harbor tripped Harlow up over and over again. For some reason it bleed into an insecurity about her plans with her old friend. It only seemed to worsen when Nadia suggested Anchor Management.

Harlow stood by the bar, sucking down a red white like it was water. She’d never drank as much in her life as she had since returning to her hometown. She was starting to feel like a hypocrite for telling Val to slow down. Why’d she get there early? Harlow knew the chance of seeing him here were slim considering chefs tended to stay in the kitchen, but she was gambling fate. Her eyes glanced towards the door seeing Nadia walk in. God, she felt like a crazy person.

Harlow made her way over to the hostess stand bringing Nadia into a hug. “Hi.” She chimed sweetly. “You look gorgeous.” She pressed a small smile onto her lips.

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Nadia was a bit of a time optimist, however she was rarely late to things because she had taught herself to think half an hour in advance. So, meeting up at Harlow, she told herself to be there half an hour earlier. As calculated, she took way too long in the shower and drinking a cup of tea after eating so she was at Anchor Managment just in time for when they were supposed to meet up. 

She loved Anchor. Sure, there could be some creepy guys there sometimes but she liked the atmosphere and the whole aesthetic was totally her type of thing. So, of course she had suggested it to Harlow when they decided they should catch up some time after the wedding. 

❛ Hello, ❜ she greeter in an excited voice when she spotted the other woman who met up with her at the hostess stand, bouncing a little on her feet at the compliment before hugging her old friend back. She was a bit nervous, it had been a while since it was just the two of them and they had probably both changed so much since then but at least that would give them things to talk about. ❛ So do you, I love that color on you, ❜ she said softly, tilting her head a bit before looking over into the restaurant. ❛ Wanna find a seat? Before they’re all taken, because... Who knows, you know? ❜

The sharpness in Nadia’s voice ceased Nate’s pacing, eyebrows raised infinitesimally in surprise. Her anger shouldn’t have surprised him– wasn’t it what he’d wanted? to remind her that this was not what she wanted? that he was not what she wanted?– but it did, anyway. His anger rose to meet hers, jaw clenched as his earlier conversation with her sister came circling back. “Apologize?” he asked, incredulous, lips pulling back from his teeth in a snarl. He chuckled darkly, the sound entirely without humor. “Apologize for what?” 

He knew what, of course. He also knew that there was a lot of other shit she’d just said that he wasn’t going to look too closely at. At least, not right now. But he stood by what he’d told Dustin earlier: he’d done her a favor. 

And he was about to do her another one. 

“Would you have preferred I fucked you and then left you? Because that’s what I would have done. It would have meant nothing to me. So yeah, maybe I hurt your feelings a little bit, but I did you a fucking favor.” He’d gone too far. He knew it, and yet, he couldn’t seem to stop himself. Pain and rage mangled his insides, twisted him up until they had grown useless and necrotic. He tried to feel something, tried to reel himself back in. He’d regret this later. But he felt nothing now. “But hey, if that’s all you want from me and you’re feeling a little cheated, there’s a bed right here.”

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His response wasn’t unexpected. Nate had become slightly predictable to her but it was probably not in a good way, to expect him being an asshole about everything. ❛ You know what for... ❜ she said quietly before sighing, eyes falling to the shiny shoes on his feet that went well with his suit that probably cost more than she made in a whole month if she knew the Blackwood family right. Well, the Nate version. Anna was different. 

Then he became unpredictable and Nadia’s gaze flickered to his eyes, brows furrowing. Why did he even bring that up? She hadn’t even mentioned it and that was not what had hurt her feelings. It was their meeting weeks after that. Nadia wasn’t stupid, she understood that if they’d ended up sleeping together it wouldn’t have meant anything to either of them. A one night stand, for him a rebound. At least that’s how she understood his situation, still remembering him drunk and half asleep calling her by the wrong name. 

Her lower lip fell and eyebrows raised, eyes blinking repeatedly before her gaze settled on the bed next to her for a moment. The few drinks she had considered it for a millisecond but then she snapped her eyes back to the man, although avoiding his gaze as she crossed her arms over her chest. ❛ That’s--- that’s not... What I.. Meant, I-- ❜ she stuttered, voice a lot softer, expression riddled with confusion. Sure, she was attracted to him but that had nothing to do with it, did it? She cared way beyond that, for some stupid reason. She knew she was caring to a fault but it wasn’t like she could just stop. She didn’t work like that, unlike him.

Tilting her head to the side she shifted her weight to her left foot and let her arms fall to her sides. ❛ I’m not a kid, Nate. I wanted it... And I knew it was nothing. I just want to be your friend and I thought... So what if I got laid too? It’s so simple, why are you so in your head about it? ❜ He might be an asshole - right now being a very good example, but he deserved friends just like anyone else and Nadia saw he needed it. 

The unfortunate part about keeping something as fragile as chocolate covered strawberries out in the room was that they were subjected to make a mess. Cass tried her best to get the broken bits of chocolate onto the small plate, but between the juice of the strawberries and the melting factor on the chocolate, she couldn’t help but stifle in a giggle. “What’ll I do with you?” Cass asked incredulously, as she swiped at the chocolate at the corner of Nadia’s mouth. It was the first time she was enjoying herself at a party, not thinking much about the spread that was set in front of them. Nadia was one of the few people in town who knew about her struggles, but as she stood with her smiling and laughing away at anything and everything, it felt good to know that she was truly on the mend, one that wouldn’t have been possible without her. As they placed the plate somewhere to be picked up by one of the staff, Cass gingerly held onto a glass of something fruity, taking a sip and offering it to the woman when she heard a song that she knew they would kill it to should they both make it to the dance floor together. “You promised me a dance right? Or you two full from sweets?” She asked.

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Doing her best to catch the pieces of broken chocolate by holding her hand under her mouth Nadia couldn’t help but giggle a little with Cassie while trying to wipe any possible chocolate smudges from the corners of her lips, looking at the other woman through her dark lashes when she reached out to help her get it since she couldn’t see where it was. Hoping it hadn’t ruined her lipstick all that much she pressed her lips together. It was fine, she was carrying it for back up in her purse anyway. ❛ Whatever you want, ❜ Nadia mused teasingly, biting down her lower lip as she scrunched her nose innocently. Excitedly she then leaned in and took a sip of the drink she was offered, lips wrapping around the straw as she hummed in delight, the sound from the back of her throat  getting louder when she also heard the song and her hand raised,pointing one finger up in the air while she swallowed what she presumed was fruity liquor. ❛ Never too full for this song! ❜ she said. Of course, that could be a lot of songs but either way she was pumped and ready to dance, with Cassie, so she grabbed the other woman’s hand pulling her out to the dance floor. ❛ Déjame ver lo que tienes. ❜

Gleaming grin of her own outstretches across her features, Nadia’s energetic coaxing certainly helped her feel as though she was on the right track with ideas so spruce things up around the studio. Now she could only hope once everything starts falling into place the rest of her instructors, and students of course, would share the same sentiment. ❝ I’d surely hope not — but I think that settles it then Momentum will be looking at an expansion soon. ❞ Light chuckle billows passed her lips, raking one hand through dark locks, listening intently as the other woman continues with potential concepts to have done for a redesign. Humming in thoughtful consideration, as she pictured the artwork that could go across the walls. ❝ We just might, a couple names come to mind that’d be down for the task. Maybe people dancing in various styles, that’d give a lot of leeway for something to stand out vibrantly, ❞ Musing as she added to the idea. ❝ Agreed, there’s a lot to contemplate still, but luckily nothing big will happen at least until after the wedding and honeymoon, just so I don’t truly go crazy. And of course I’d want you to be able to settle into your new classes without getting bombarded by chaos. ❞

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Some fresh air and space in the studio didn’t seem like a bad idea at all to Nadia. She loved that Sanem wanted to expand, in any way possible. With the instruction videos she had put up on the internet to buying more space and renovating a little. It was all good for the mind and even though it might be annoying with the construction, it would most definitely feel worth it in the end. Hopefully it wouldn’t disturb too much. They would find a way. Sanem would. She was smart. Nadia clapped her hands for a second in excitement before pressing her palms together in front of her chest as a wide grin pulled at her features. She was glad she could help the woman make a decision. ❛ Fantastic ! ❜ she beamed. ❛ Yes !  Exactly, some break dance, some ballet, maybe a pair in salsa, ❜ she spat out as ideas just out of excitement. ❛ Oh yeah, take it easy now. You’ve got a lot on your plate. I’ll have everything under control with CJ while you’re away and then we can see what’ll happen. ❜ Pausing, Nadia bit down her lower lip. To say she was thrilled about the wedding was an understatement. She was surely going to cry whether she wanted to or not.  ❛ Do you... Have a picture of the dress? ❜  she asked curiously. ❛ Like, your wedding dress... Unless you want to keep it a secret for shock value, of course. I bet it’s amazing. ❜

“I guess it’s been almost two months now.” Harlow wondered how time moved so fast when she didn’t want it to, but so slow when she wished it wouldn’t. It felt taunting. She blinked and she’d already spent 2 months back in her home town. Harlow dreaded how it felt like years would go by and she’d still be here. A sigh feel through her lips as her smile began to fade. With time, she’d seemed to forgot she told everyone she was transferring when she was leaving for Seattle. Perhaps at the time she meant it, but transferring schools turned out harder than she thought. “Oh, um, no I dropped out for like.. 2 whole years.” She shook her head as she found herself wishing her drink was placed in front of her already.  “Yeah, John’s been really kind to me. It’s been a breath of fresh air working there.” Harlow felt like she was digging herself a hole. “What have you been up to since being back?” 

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❛ Probably feels way shorter than it is, huh? But also longer, kind of... You know? ❜ she said softly. Fine, almost a year had gone by very fast for Nadia. In a way it felt like she’d just come home but on the other hand it also felt like she never left in the first place, like New York was just a fever dream she had. Especially since her hurting knee wasn’t there to remind her of why she was actually back. ❛ Oh, wow. Well, maybe you weren’t meant for it. You go your own way. ❜ Nadia remembered Harlow as someone who didn’t really know what she wanted but did Nadia know in High School? Barely. She knew she wanted to work with kids and to dance in her free time. Now she did both as a job, and she’d been on Broadway. That was insane.  ❛ I can imagine. It’s a nice place, ❜ she grinned. It was hard knowing what to say. Where to begin. It had been so long. ❛ Not much really. Got a job at Momentum and recently got promoted since I got out of rehab a few months ago... Like, knee rehab. No drugs, ❜ she chuckled nervously.  ❛ I’ve just been goin with the flow, you know? Kind of. I’m trying not to think about it too much. I enjoy where I am right now at least. For now. ❜

“It’s always so nice to be around you and your huge family, but christmas was always terrible cause I never knew what to get for some of them.” Ty was always a little bit jealous of Nadia because of that, having siblings, a bigger family that she could call her own. Now there was just Ty, and sure it was nice to have his found family, but he wished he could have some sibling or anything that would understand the pain that he felt. “I won’t stab anyone tonight, but I was already threatened to be thrown out by the guards so I had to blackmail them and expose the infidelity to their relationships to their significant others. So I’m untouchable at the moment.” he smiled a bit proudly with a hint of mischievousness behind his smile. “I’m sure he’ll fit right in, just like another puzzle piece that just needs to find the right place.” he nodded. “Right, I forgot to refer to it properly. Poor Lonely Eustace the destroyer,” With a little wink, he smiled at all the ways she had gotten excited about anything regarding star wars. California was great because he could find pretty much anything and everything for everything his friends loved. “Yes, but it’s default setting is pink, it had detachable and customizable handles, right now it has an anakin one, but I designed one and got a few others for you so you can mix and match. Plus a wide selection of light crystals which will change the color of the saber.” he explained. “Do you really think a 30 year old star wars fan is what tik tok needs? the answer is yes. It’s not humanly possible, those are thick fucking books.”

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❛ It’s hard when people get older... True -- but my siblings are kinda easy with gifts, they all have their thing too, you know? ❜ she chuckled. Dustin was a little more difficult. What did smart people want? Then Nadia learned Dustin wasn’t really that complicated just because she had brains. It took the girl some time to get used to having so many siblings and two mothers when the first decade of her life it was her herself and her biological mom. She liked it though but she also understood how Ty felt. Sometimes being an only child could feel weird, not being able to relate to people with a lot of siblings. ❛ I really hope so, ❜ she smiled, smoothing out the front of her dress a little before scrunching her nose again. ❛ What the hell? ❜ she giggled. ❛ I’m sure I could destroy a man with it though, ❜ she shrugged with a small smirk on her lips. ❛ Just one snap of my hips and penis be gone,  ❜ Nadia joked a little but her mind was more on the pink lightsaber somewhere back in Crescent Harbor waiting for her. ❛ I can’t wait to have it, that sounds so cool! ❜ Gasping, Nadia’s eyes widened a little as she slapped Ty’s shoulder.  ❛ Did you just call me thirty? We’re the same age, you rude ass! But yes, the answer is yes. Absolutely, that is definitely what TikTok needs. And then I’ll also make videos with the facts I get from all the books. I’m going to be a viral nerd sensation. Bet. ❜