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" So judgemental . Thank you for saying that ! And it shouldn't , but it does . And they're always saying someone who likes true crime shouldn't work there . " Grace was already insecure about herself . With that , she spent most of the time second guessing what she was doing at the radio station . She liked it so much , though . When she thought of what else she could be doing , she came up blank . " That sounds promising . What genre is it ? " Grace was also quite curious , whenever she felt at ease with someone .

" i mean, as long as you're not acting out these crimes yourself, i don't see why they would care. what kind of radio station is it ? what kind of content ? " shane finds himself wondering. " it's a mystery novel, " he responds, sneaking a quick glance back down to his book, a little something he does when he wants to take a moment to steer from meeting another's gaze for too long. he doesn't engage in small talk all that often, but he finds himself letting down his guards slightly - but that's not very surprising considering the topic at hand. " apparently, this book's been compared to agatha christie often, so i'm giving it a go. i still have a lot of chapters to go, though, so the jury's still out. "

"Oh, is this a re-curring thing with you?" The question was double-sided, although he made no obvious indication of that. He didn't remember it happening twice, but he remembered having worked there for two years now. More or less. It was another one of those smudges that he felt unmistakably wrong about... so in some way, he wondered if this man might corroborate that something was amiss. Or not. Raising his hands in surrender, Cletus protested, "I wasn't sayin' I thought you were no junkie. Just sayin' what some of them nurses thought. They get some other screamers now an' again that do that shit. Tryin' to get people to give 'em the good stuff. Not sure why... never fuckin' works. These people won't even give the good stuff to someone who needs it half the time, let alone someone who don't." Another shrug, he added, "If it helps, I wouldn't wanna be approached by none of them waiting room folks anyhow. They might be contagious!"

" happens once in a blue moon, but not all that often, " daniel shrugs. really, he's just being a bit dramatic, but given the circumstances, he deserves to be fucking dramatic. " aren't nurses supposed to be nonjudgmental ? or am i expecting too much here ? suppose everyone's a bit judgmental at the end of the day, " he shrugs. himself, included, so he can't really say much on that. " ah, they're lucky i'm keeping them on their toes, " he huffs a chuckle. " you get a lot of junkies, then ? people coming in screaming ? i see it, i guess. " seems to somewhat be the point of the hospital - to get emergency services when it's necessary. " not too sure working there will help you with that, though, but i get what you mean. last time i was there, i had someone dry hack a cough right in my face as i was trying to leave. surprised i'm not dead. "

"Of course, I travelled the entire world, and one thing I could always count on was pizza and surfing." Viktor smiled a bit. "A little bit of both, I'd say. I've never really had to cook, I guess, and the last time I tried, it did not end well." He chuckled. "I gave someone food poisoning by accident." He nodded. "I feel that. you know, a party can just be karaoke or like, board games. Don't have to get crazy, trust me, i'm too old for that myself too."

" you've traveled the world ? " jeremiah inquires, somewhat caught off guard, but mostly because he's jealous because that sounds so cool. " the most i've done is go off to college. and i guess ... be here, right now, " he sighs with a shrug. " i mean, everyone's got to start somewhere, but if it's not something you're into, then no big. " jeremiah lets a small huff of a chuckle escape, looking towards the other curiously. " you don't seem that old. "

So he was one of the people with missing memories. At least they didn't have much of a past that he was missing out on. And knowing what she did about him, it might be better. "I hope we've made good impressions on you. Klaus can be prickly at times."

" well, rebekah's cool, klaus could be worse, " stefan admits. but then again, he can't really say because he barely knows the guy. as far as he's concerned, he's not so bad - yet. he can't help but wonder if she generally wants her family to make a good impression on people, or if there's more to the story. " he's a bit ... strange, but not too bad. i hope you weren't trying to get me to gossip bad things about your siblings, " he teases.

there was a part of elijah that thought of walking away; it wasn't a situation he was one hundred percent sure he wanted to deal with. considering that it seemed like he had zero idea who it was. in the end the other part of him won out. "i suppose i could stay a bit," he contends as he moved to sit down. "i do not have anywhere to be tonight for once."

stefan's not even really sure what it is about the other that's managed to catch his interest, if he's being honest. after all, it's not very often stefan finds himself actively open to inviting for company. he simply nods, bringing his attention back towards the bartender, waving to get his attention from the other end of the bar, before stefan faces the other as he's sitting down. " for once ? busy schedule or what ? " he inquires, brows furrowing slightly.

"it has to be some kind of magic and spell of which we had never seen before. something beyond what we as a circle could match up to." and that was a scary thought---that there was a magic far stronger than this that she feared they could not easily go up against. "i don't know what reason. maybe for fun? but that sounds the premise of a horror movie..."

" do you think this has anything to do with everything back home ? " cassie asks, confused by the whole ordeal. " i mean, yeah, you're right, this has to be some form of magic. i just don't know if it's something we're more or less aware of or something new entirely. " honestly, it's probably the latter, and that freaks her out, if she's being honest. " i don't know. i don't wanna freak out too early or anything, but i feel like i'm always looking over my shoulder. "

" only water when it's completely dry, no direct sunlight, " mike notes off mentally, nodding along to each point as it's said. " okay, whoa, soph. i can feel hidden judgment in your tone there, " he chuckles, clearly not minding it, more so just using it as a means to tease her. " i'll try my best, obviously, but it's nice to know i've got backup just in case. trust, i'm going to take this very seriously. " honestly, he wasn't even really planning on leaving with any; maybe he'd end up finding a fake one somewhere or something, but now that he's agreed to taking one with him, he will actually give it his best shot.

"Holy shit, really? Okay. I'm glad to know that you get it, it's insane, right? So you just woke up in DC just like I did? It's crazy." Charley admitted. "Were you dead too or like, just happened to time jump or something? I was dead."

" kind of. it was confusing and i don't really remember much other than freaking out, " chrissy admits a bit hesitantly. it's not something she ever really wanted to share, at the risk of sounding completely insane, but he seems open to the idea, so she's willing to take the chance, she supposes. if anything, it's nice to get her confusion off her chest. " i wasn't dead, " chrissy says, fully believing she wasn't. " i don't know what happened, honestly. i remember feeling trapped and in pain and then the next thing i remember is being here. "

(¸.• ♛ → she was happy to see him in one piece at least, it was strange feeling this connection toward this stranger but he was the one person that she had basically in tokyo or that she knew since she didn't have really anyone else considering that she didn't have family and she wasn't a people person either. "it's good to know that." she comments with a small smile. "i feel the same, i mean, like nothing happened..." those words were just a bit normal to say. "yes, i'm doing much better. i guess we both are, at least we are not in hospital anymore." the girl sighed, and now looking around for a second and her gaze at him once more. "you know? i've been feeling strange. i don't know if this is weird to say but when i was back in tokyo, in that hospital, i didn't remember well what happened to me, the doctor said it was because of the trauma but i'm not sure, i've been a feeling a bit off since then, that's the only thing i guess." she admitted.

of course arisu enjoys usagi's company because she's kind and pretty, but he'd be lying if he said he didn't feel a connection towards her. that isn't so surprising, though, he assumes, considering they both went through the same massive cosmic event. " i don't ... really remember much either, " arisu admits softly, as if thinking about it. but no matter how much he thinks, he still comes up with nothing in the end. " my brother made it sound so quick. like it happened and then i woke up, but it felt so much longer. " he pauses briefly before continuing, " i'm just not sure what really happened. and i don't know why, but i just can't help but feel like i'm missing a huge piece of the puzzle. "

once emma hears her name being called, she turns to face who the voice belongs to, her features turning into that of confusion instantly. she doesn't recognize him, but he clearly knows her - or at least, her name. but then again, emma is a fairly common name. " um, sorry, i don't know what you're talking about, or who you're talking about, " she states, part of her feeling bad, even if she doesn't have a reason to be. " sorry, have we met before ? "

" my stomach's been through more than enough, it'd be a shame if your batter, of all things, ends up being my downfall, " five deadpans, teasing the other slightly. " what kind of cupcakes are you making ? "

" that doesn't sound good, " wilhelm states, so painfully pointing out the obvious. " what do you think happened there ? " he inquires out of curiosity. he might not be super invested in stocks, but he can respect business. besides, it seems like it's something that's important to the other.

@tearstodust || eddie "Busy day, huh?" Emily mused, glancing around the crowded coffeeshop. "You can sit down with me. I don't mind sharing my table."

" yeah ? thanks, " eddie says, flashing a smile towards the other, as he sets his cup of coffee down onto the table, before taking the seat across from her. " you just saved me the embarrassment of making my rounds around the coffeeshop for a place, " he states teasingly, so obviously attempting to break the ice. whether it's working or he's just making a fool out of himself remains to be determined. " i don't think i've ever seen it this busy. "

malia had assumed it's some kind of jam, but strawberries also happen to be her favorite fruit. she listens intently to the other, unable to help but feel sympathy for her circumstances. albeit, malia practically grew up in the woods by herself with limited resources, but it didn't seem like the other's a wolf or anything, just was dealt horrible conditions. " shit, what kind of place was that ? " malia asks, as she tries the jam. " at least you're here now. making delicious jam, at that - because this is pretty good. better than store-bought. "

no, it didn't give off heaven vibes. she was not sure where she would end up. be stuck somewhere she could not escape ❝ it doesn't ❞ avalyn agreed ❝ no. it is, weird things. you'd think someone would know more after all those years, unsure of if someone has been here for years ❞ might be someone who has been. how long had she been here again? right, two years soon ❝ nearly two years. yes, i have. not sure how i shall explain it all. its been monsters who should not exist, very wild things. i barely remember it all, it's been a lot, but has been very quiet lately. some people may say it isn't good, i think it is. for once we can live a somewhat normal life ❞

" yeah, everyone keeps saying this city's crazy, but i don't know, it hasn't been all that bad, " veronica admits with a shrug. everything she's heard so far is definitely enough to keep her on guard, but that's pretty much it for the time-being. " yeah, normal is definitely good. maybe even a little boring, but i'll take that over chaos any day, " she supposes. she's dealt with enough chaos, after all. " i guess i'm just ... confused. i mean, there's higher ups, aren't there ? people in power. i just don't know why we're all running around clueless. "

" vegetable rice. it's my favorite to eat too , " tilly answers. she's not sure if that's an established soup dish , but it's what she likes to make. rice is her favorite staple , so she loves to try it within different broths & mixed with various vegetables. " at least out of the ones that i make , " she amends after a second thought. she's tried many soups , but she sticks to only a handful in her own kitchen. " that's nice , " she says. she thinks that it would have been cool to grow up with a family restaurant in her life. " chicken is pretty good. it's smart to learn how to cook though. but i do miss having someone cook for me every day. "

" that sounds good, " cheong-san admits. honestly, if they keep talking about food, he fears he's going to get hungry again very soon, but at the same time, he can't seem to stop himself; it's a way to remember his parents. " yeah, it is, but i guess i was a little ... ungrateful. " admitting it hurts, but it's the truth - he foolishly never thought anything would ever happen to his parents - cushy life and caring parents, ripped from him so fast it gave him whiplash. " i regret it now. kinda wish someone would've called me out on my shit back then, i guess. but yeah, cooking for myself ? it's a mess every day. "