#tctteredwings

𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐀 𝐖𝐀𝐒 spending time with her loving niece, Maeve. She misses the girl. She helped her brother raise her since her sister-in-law passed away when she was born. The Swedish knew she had to rest, stay in bed… But she feels a bit hungry and doesn't want Maeve to be cooped up at home with her ( just because she is limited to doing activities doesn't mean her niece also should be limited ). Once her niece, got ready they went to Timeout. At first, the blonde wanted to eat Italian, but arriving there, she changed her mind and wanted to eat some steaks. She held the hand of her five-year-old niece, and she was jumping on her side excited for girls' out. And she stops Neva from her track to kiss her baby bump and talk with her future cousins. Once they arrived there, Maeve found a place for them, and she finally sat. Neva requested her Coke Zero, and a Sprite for Maeve, while they looked at the menu, but then she realized who was there. Rhys… They used to see a lot when she went clubbing… They remain in touch. ❛ Hey Rhys! What's up? ❜ She says with a kindly smile.

𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐀 𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐓𝐎 visit her former roommate, she thought of bringing something for them to snack on but decided it'd be best to order food there. Either way, she brought something for them to have fun… Games. She misses Oli, and she is enjoying the moments when she can hang out because the next month she'll be in bed, not able to explore much. She was struggling a bit with her health, which made her more limited in activities to do. Her baby bump now was impossible to hide. She rang his doorbell and waited for him to open. The familiar building... Good times.

𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐀 𝐀𝐋𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐘 warned people who are important to her about the news of her pregnancy, which was her bestie, her roommate, and her cousin of course. However, she was isolated from everyone, ignored the fact she was expecting, and had her normal life while trying to digest the news first. Right now, she is more used to it, but not much. She had a hard time accepting the news, than she originally imagined. At that moment, she invited her cousin to eat in a new bar with decorations of 'Amazon'. In reality, Neva wasn't sure what she expected from the food. Her baby bump was small but now showing. She was waiting for Holly, but looking at the menu.

𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐀 𝐖𝐀𝐒 at her boyfriend's place, she is trying to get to use this 'thought'. She took a day off because she was feeling a bit under the weather. While her boyfriend was out, she decided to visit her cousin, catch up with them, and maybe get some tips about dogs. The only pet Neva had was a cat, Boo. They're 'easier' to handle but dogs? She doesn't know what to do with them. She rang the doorbell of their place, unsure if her cousin was at home. She should've texted them first, but Neva likes spontaneity and hopes Hols wouldn't be mad at her for coming without announcing.

It was a tradition of sorts for Dustin to go to cafés to draw. Something about the ambiance — the smell of coffee, the indistinct chattering of locals, the wordless music — made it an opportune location to practice his art. His favorite café for understandable reasons was Kitty and Brew. The cats were calm yet loved him, and he never felt annoyed when his sketching was interrupted by a cat needing some attention.

As cats like to do, his sketchbook was knocked over by a stray paw, but Dustin just laughed. He was quite unserious about his art except when it really mattered, which was pretty much only when he was painting. Pencil could be erased, but if he screwed up a painting it was his instinct to toss it in the trash. The sketchbook fell from the table and miraculously landed under another table where someone else seemed to be writing or sketching. "Sorry," Dustin apologized in a soft voice as he picked up the book, and out of curiosity he glanced at the other man's notebook. "Whoa, dude, that looks amazing. Where did you learn to draw like that?" Perhaps an intrusive question, but Dustin wasn't shy about the things about which he felt passionate — definitely including art — both his and other people's.

girls' night was another excuse for ronnie to go all out, transforming her space into a comfortably lit hang out space, decorated for the theme to the nines. this particular theme was craft night, different stations set up throughout the living room for them to move from activity to activity. on the couch sat a goodie bag, ronnie tradition to thank her friends for coming ( and to keep them coming ). snacks lined the bar, along with all sorts of beverages. ronnie clapped her hands together at the sight, grinning over it before the knock at her door sent her running over. in the blink of an eye, she flung the door open, free arm gesturing in to the space. "come in, come in, you know the drill by now," she teased, taking mei's bag and setting it safely in her hall cabinet. "snacks are on the counter, drinks are on the bar. are you feeling like a movie tonight, or do you wanna get into some podcast action? completely up to you."