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     that’s valid and fair, miss lana. i felt the same when i went to college ! though i had a lot of seven am classes to go to. it was still better than high school, though. 

     “    love bread ! so good ! i promise it’ll be an unforgettable, authentic french cuisine experience ! it’ll be fun. i’d be honored to host you in my home. though i must warn you: my daughter is very inquisitive ! even more so than a usual child. tell her anything about space and she’ll be absolutely over the moon.   “  good one, miss saori.   “   seriously ! it’s more common to just express yourself. we feel about things very strongly. – it seems like it ! at least that’s the impression i got from my husband. it just seems so…..un-fun.    “ 

    She was...Incredibly meticulous in choosing her schedule. Lana likes the morning! She can very much consider herself a morning person, but mornings are for reflection, a good breakfast. Not rushing out the house and hoping traffic isn’t too disastrous. 

    “Bread is...It’s an experience! One everyone can share, I’d hope. Oh? Haha,--I see what you did there.” She appreciates the jokes. “Kids are fun! Their minds are like...I dunno, they’re just about as vast as the cosmos. Listen, I’m a total chatterbox, you pair us together and I’m pretty sure we could yap until the cows come home.” 

      mel would’ve rather perished than ever put an assignment off at the last minute. that just makes the standards of her work worse the one or two times that it’d happened. as long as lana gets it done in the end, that’s all that matters. school is important…if you choose to go, that is ! 

     “     good ? heavy. a lot of bread, a lot of meat, a lot of cheese. but there’s a fair share of vegetables too. dinners are huge ! i can always cook you something if you really want to get a legitimate experience.    “   she loves to cook for her friends. it’s therapeutic and everyone wins. she scrubs her hand over her face, fingers brushing over the eyebags she knows that are there. she’s feeling a little fatigued, but keeps the slumps of it from showing in her posturing.  “   the vibe….hm. it is…how do you say…just gorgeous. i don’t think i could ever do it justice in words. you’d have to see ! i can even get you a ticket if you’d like. no troubles…i love it there compared to hear, especially in comparison about emotions. people over there feel things much freely and much more quickly.   “  

    Queen of procrastination right here. She loves school! Now, at least. When she was younger? Not so much. But now it’s dope cause she doesn’t have to look at anyone until noon! 

     ah. it’s been a long time since saori’s had to do a traditional assignment. she can’t claim to miss that, at all ! she might’ve done well at school, but goddamn if that stuff isn’t boring. if she doesn’t have to write another twenty page essay ever again, it’ll way too soon. she’s got her own laptop resting on her lap, screen reflecting in those dark brown eyes when they look up to acknowledge lana and her question. she can do lesson plans and talk.

     “   well ? i think it’s beautiful, you know. i love the architecture, the food, the clothing, the attitude. just the culture,    “  a pause, face crinkling.  “   i mean. it’s got its problem like anywhere else. some people might think they’re better cause they’re from there or something.    “   she’s been called her fair share of slurs or been looked down upon, even though she was born and raised there just like everyone else who thought they were better,   “    but i love it there. i wouldn’t really ever consider leaving. obviously.    “  because she’s still there. stubborn old ass. 

    Homework is quite literally the bane of her existence, she’s kind of a *put it off to the last minute and then panic* kind of gal. It’s a hard knock life. Lana rocks back, and forth for a second, chewing on her lip as she listens. 

    “I have to know--What’s it like out there in France? I surprisingly haven’t really made it to those parts of Europe, like ever.” Fingers skim along the screen of her laptop glowing dimly with a long forgotten assignment, knees pulled up so the computer can settle in her lap. The peek of those big brown eyes from behind it, crinkling with wonder.

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          ‘ halloween is in exactly thirty-nine days. do you know what that means? ‘ truth be told, rafi doesn’t know what it means either. yes there’s decorations and candy and kid screaming until about eleven pm at night but that’s just the charm of the holiday. she wants to do something big! something never ventured into before, something new! at least for like, the four of them.

          ‘ this year is the year we do a haunted house. i entered a mental competition with the people who live down the block in that light blue house? they always have one, i want kids to be shook at our place too. ‘

    Lana associated Halloween with crowded streets, and a rowdy downtown Parade she wasn’t allowed to attend until she well...Snuck out! Also tons of discount candy the day after--So a pretty decent experience.

          “Depressing. Everyone knows that e-boys don’t deserve rights.”