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@shesmart and I plotted out a thread idea: Hair-braiding.
“This is nice.” Helena said with a smile, fingers deftly but delicately moving through Kelly’s hair-a simple black elastic was around her wrist. “I can’t remember the last time I braided someone’s hair.”
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This very determined niece of mine, @dinoalicia , daughter of my sister’s, turns 23 today. Feels like yesterday when I tricked her and her cousin to play Spa/Salon together, and for me to be their client, in for a scalp massage and a facial. Now this “Halloween” niece is almost done with Med School. Here’s us from Spring 2016 at the @stregissf and Ali in @mourad_sf in 2019 🎂 . . . . . . . #rmkfall2020 #niecesbirthday #shetall #shesmart (at The St. Regis San Francisco) https://www.instagram.com/p/CHBXglKlVr8Il4oPaqzvP1lGkuGaF7JsF2rNbE0/?igshid=dg30ly1w2piz
"i’m only seventeen, i don’t know anything"
@shesmart​ // folklore starters
    SLIGHT SMILE with a shrug of his shoulders, Peter’s gaze lifts from the work in front of him for a moment. “Yeah, I-- DON’T THINK I know a lot, either-” Words said with a hint of nervous laughter-- they seem more true than ever lately, since the Blip, he doesn’t have a CLUE what he’s doing most of the time, even when pretending. “But if you mean in general, I’m-- pretty sure a LOT of people don’t know anything right now-- about the assignment, though, I...think I figured it out? Which...guess means I know something, ANYWAYS, d’you...need any help?”Â
   “Well” - lungs DEFLATE with sharp exhale. Feels good, in a way, to have all the air leave tense frame. “You’re obviously MISTAKEN.” It’s the roll of shoulders that follow: second attempt to rid herself of this. What ever this was. “I’m FINE. Get over yourself.”Â
    / @shesmart​
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@shesmart​ || cont.
there were few things that scarlett hated more than she hated bats ( and pigeons, by the way ). She did not know the reason for detesting them, but perhaps it was because she was unable to predict their movements, couldn’t prevent them from flying in her direction ( into her face, mostly ) if they wished and because they could bring disease. And because they were bizarre, in general. So she couldn't take her eyes off where she had spotted some bats above them. That was without a doubt, the worst part of that adventure “if one of them comes towards us, I think I will scream with you.” She didn't want to look scared, but she couldn't deny that screamin was an option. She touched the other on the arm, and nodded “Let's get the hell out of here before this happens. We still have other things to see, anyway. Better things, i hope.”
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Julie had to get away from the rest of her team for the sake of her sanity, if only for a few minutes. If she was forced to listen to one more second of Cindy and Martin’s furious bickering over their strategy in the next debate she would blow a fuse. And to think people said senior year was supposed to be the best year of high school.
She slipped unnoticed out the classroom door and retraced the path to this school’s cafeteria, where the tournament organizers had concessions set up. A few students from other schools milled around, but none of them looked familiar to Julie. Everyone she knew from her first three years doing debate had either moved on or dropped out after the Blip.Â
Pushing those thoughts to the back of her mind, she slid in next to another girl in front of the coffee dispenser and grabbed a styrofoam cup to wait her turn with. Her eyes nearly passed right over the girl until she realized she actually recognized her, however slightly.
“Hey, you’re the photographer, aren’t you? From Midtown?” Julie said, “Your team’s doing really good so far.” She didn’t begrudge them that; STEM schools like Midtown always posed a challenge in these tournaments. She’d only hoped her own team could get over their petty feuds long enough to give them a fighting chance.
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