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when she was seven years old , her mother had told her they were moving . she’d spent four days crying & refusing to pack up the limited things they were taking with them . her mother had only ever smiled while she wiped away beatrix’s tears , promising that she’d make new friends in their new home . her seven year old mind could only work far enough to believe that this was the end of the world . twenty three year old beatrix only feels thankful for her mother’s choices . ❝ should we study together ? ❞ it doesn’t take long for her to completely disregard books though , leaning in just a little closer to bomi . she’s sure they look much too cozy for surrounding setting to be a lecture hall but she doesn’t really mind . it only feels natural to be this way . ❝ speaking of sweaters , my mom thinks she should knit you one . i think it’s her not so subtle way of asking me to bring you home . ❞ and if beatrix’s cheeks have gone red then she pretends to not notice . ❝ personally i want to keep you away from the dangers of an entire new wardrobe made exclusively of yarn . ❞
in her other lectures, she would sit there lifeless at the slides presented by the professor. it made her appreciate the time they had with each other. at her suggestion, she nods her head without hesitation. "sure, but you have to promise me you'll pester me to actually study?" she chuckled leaning over to her to bump her arm against hers. a warm smile spreads across her lips. "she wants to make me a damn whole sweater? that's so sweet oh my god. sure i mean i'll gladly come homely visit." bomi was so quick to agree without a thought. a small laugh leavs her lips, she shrugged her shoulders before turning to take a sip of her drink quickly. she could feel her cheeks beginning to heat up. "ah, anything for the real one. you'll still find me cute though, right? if not then i'm afraid i'll just have to wear it around your mom when i visit."














