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kiaravasilev:

“They certainly are! I come home pretty much every day tired but it’s worth it. I just love my job so much and my classes are the best.” The brunette shrugged. “Probably kindergarten! I do like fifth grade too, they do say the weirdest things.”

"You're right. They do say the best stuff. My six year old niece called me the other day to ask me about how the tooth fairy made all of her money. It's a fair question, I guess. I'd be curious about that financial model too." Hazel couldn't help but chuckle, "-what's the best thing a kid has asked you?"

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kitkatxwhite:

Katherine let out a small laughter, “And you know I’m happy to help, it’s like shopping but I don’t use my own money, which is always a good idea,” she said with a giggle. “He’s… well, adjusting to live together,” she chuckled, “Don’t know yet, we’re just looking for something that fits our budget. Do you have any suggestion? Or know someone in real estate world?”

"I can understand why... it's a big step," Hazel agreed. It wasn't something she could imagine doing until she was completely sure of someone. "I'm no professional, but I moved about eight months ago? I did a bit of looking around the north side of town. It actually looks like it's quite up and coming - and really cheap! I really like my neighbourhood so far."

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sephyflynn:

“Yes, we really do! Hey, I thought I did pretty well, actually. We both did. We aced the karaoke.” Sephy smiled at her new found friend, finding her to be a well needed part of her life. With the way things were doing, she felt she needed some of them. “Yeah, I guess I am. I’m lucky I managed to buy my place. It’s small but it’s my own rules. I’m already considering getting another puppy in the future so Max can have some company.” The brunette shrugged, “It doesn’t matter how long, as long as both of you are happy.” She smiled. “I get that! I can see it. Oh, really?! Isn’t he so found? I mean, I guess I could give it my best go.”

"Oh we totally rocked it. I have no idea why they were booing. We hit all of the right notes." Hazel grinned, "Really? That's awesome. What kind of dog do you think you'd go for a second time 'round?" She smiled, leaning down to scratch Max behind the ears once more. "I've always had this big love for huskies. I just think they're gorgeous... See, he pretends to be tough and grumpy, but I've got this theory that he'd just melt around puppies. i think Max might break him there. His name is Wade."

Meet ‘n Greet || Sephy + Hazel

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Hazel couldn’t sleep. Her thoughts were neither constructive nor welcome. Sleep eluded her. Weighing up her options, Hazel knew that she could either continue to stare at the ceiling until the sun peeked over the horizon, or find something more constructive to do with her new-found free time. The moon bathed the streets grounds in a light glow as Hazel silently crept down the stairs. She slipped into her boots and a warm jacket, making her way out onto the street. Tapping her heels, Hazel opted to wander along the well-lit road to the 24-hour diner.

If she couldn’t sleep, she might as well settle for pie.The bell tinkled overhead as she pushed open the thick glass door. The place was dimly lit and mostly empty. Hazel was about to slide into a booth when someone in the back caught her eye. In the corner of the café sat a familiar face buried in a menu. Hazel blinked twice, incredulous. Grinning, she raised her voice and stepped toward the person. “Of all the cafes in all the world. I walk into this one.”

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wade-maddox:

Why was it that every time Wade was getting into some kind of scrape, Hazel wasn’t too far behind? It was like a little thread of his humanity stopping him from doing something stupid. Still, it wasn’t like he wanted her around here. His eyes fell on her briefly as she stood before him before daggers shot at the male, “This guy has been fucking with me all night so yeah, I’m pissed!” His eyes fell to her now, furrowing his brows in confusion, “Weren’t you going out? Why are you here?” 

There was no way that Hazel was walking away now. She also didn't want to embarrass him by yelling and pulling him away. There were other ways to get through to him. Instead, she continued to stand between Wade and the other man, guessing that her presence was probably just irritating the other guy. "Sounds dull." She teased, glancing back briefly at the stranger before focusing on Wade. "I was out. Two idiots looking to get into a fight blocked my path as I walked back to the cab-rank. I would've called but I thought you might've been out on... business." From where Hazel stood, she could hear the stranger getting impatient and muttering something under his breath. Hazel responded by looping an arm around Wade's neck. "I guess now that I'm here you'll have to decide which one of us you want to spend the night with..." She joked coyly, "-me or our gin-infused friend here?"

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Hazel was walking back to the cab rank after a night out with some girls from work when a fight spilled from a pub on to the street. It wasn't surprising, given the time of night. She'd planned to just walk around the group of drunken idiots when one voice rang familiar. "Wade?" She turned around, stepping toward the pack of men. "I'd rather you didn't kill him... visiting you behind bars is hardly my idea of romance." Why was he doing this again? Part of her was worried about him, the other part was furious that he'd even buy into this bullshit again. She stepped between him and the other man, hand resting on his chest as she looked up at him. "What are you doing?" She asked softly.

It was a fight that had erupted out of absolutely nothing. Something that Wade had found himself in the middle of to which at first, he was going to ignore - only to be shoved back and forcing his hand, “What the fuck?! Now I’m gonna fucking kill you!” He warned.

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wade-maddox:

Wade let out a heavy sigh as he listened to Hazel and pulled away from her now. He ran a hand down his face, hunching over his bed as he rested his elbows upon his knees. He could understand that. Understand that she was worried for him but Wade just didn’t know what to say and frankly - he didn’t want to. He wasn’t READY to talk about all this when already he was in such a state of confusion, anger… Hurt. What did she want him to say? Was he supposed to go into detail about what happened with their parents? Fine. “Hazel, I’m not shutting you out, I just don’t want to talk about this.” He explained tiredly. He clasped his hands together, eyes falling back on that stain that he had analysed so intensely beforehand. 

He could go into the details of what had happened if that was what she wanted. What he couldn’t do was talk about how it was affecting him. He didn’t know how to do that… Nor did he want to. “Hazel, nothing about this is… Surprising to me. My parents have always been one massive fucked up disappointment and I don’t know what more can be said or done to make me feel any better. What’s the point? They’ve made their feelings about me clear and…” He shook his head, unsure of where he was even going with this, “I know that you’re going to worry about me - but there’s nothing that I can say to make this better.”

Looking back at her now, Wade noticed the tears that freely fell from her eyes and turned his body round to face her, “Hey… Listen to me…” He started, bringing his hands up to her cheeks as his thumbs wiped away her tears, “I know you can handle whatever I throw at you… And I’m - I’m sorry that you have to deal with this - if you were to leave me, I wouldn’t blame you,” He spoke quickly here, not wanting her to cut in since he already knew that she had long decided that she wasn’t going anywhere, “But I know you won’t. It is just - it’s not something that you can help and that’s not your fault.”

There were no clear-cut answers in this situation, no easy fixes. The entire thing was messy and Hazel just felt so helpless. No one deserved to go through this with their family, least of all Wade. If there was anything in that moment she could've done to switch their places, to take the pain away - she would have done it in a heartbeat. Instead, they were left sitting on the edge of a hotel bed, frustrated with each other and unsure of what to say. There was nothing she could do here, except for be there for him - but how would they even get to that? As the tears fell, Wade's demeanour seemed to change. How could it be that he was the one going through all of this but she was the one being comforted? She met his gaze as he held her face in his hands, eyes searching his. The tears paused. Hazel opened her mouth to interject when he mentioned something about her leaving, but it was as if he knew she was bound to cut in. She exhaled slowly, tilting her head to press a kiss to the palm of his hand. "It isn't even that. You deserve... so much more than this. All of this." 

" - and there's no need to apologise for any of it. You were there for me through all the stuff with my brother. Why would I do any less? You’re not something I have to deal with. This is where I want to be. With you.” Wade was right. This wasn't something she could fix and she couldn't force him to talk before he was ready. "I'm sorry I tried to pressure you into talking. It wasn't right." Hazel said softly, not wanting him to turn away from her again. Hazel rested her head on his shoulder once again. “I respect that this is hard for you... if or when you’re comfortable, you know where to find me.” Choosing to talk about this was a decision that rested entirely on his shoulders. She couldn’t force him to be ready to talk about it. Like he had done for her so many times, Hazel had to respect his decision and leave it be. 

Part of her wanted to tell him just how much he meant to her, but it wasn’t the right time. This wasn’t a moment for discussing them. It was about what Wade wanted and needed. She wanted to distract both of them from what was going on around them. Hazel glanced up at him with a raised brow, “-so, are you going to let me come all this way and starve?” She chuckled softly, changing the topic. “Why don’t we get out of this musty hotel room and go and grab a bite?” 

Answers || Hazel + Wade

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kitkatxwhite:

“Well technically I am doing this for a living,” she said before laughing, sure she doesn’t really dressed people as her job, but she write about fashion in her blog and she make clothes for a living after all. “No, not yet, but I’m planning to look for a place for me and my boyfriend,” she told her, “I’m trying to not think that way all the time, I mean I really want things to really work out you know?”

"Which is why you're the expert and I am simply learning." Hazel chuckled, shrugging her shoulders. "Oh nice, how is the boyfriend going?" She grinned, raising a brow. Obviously it wasn't going too badly if the two of them had plans to move in. "What side of town are the two of you thinking?"

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And yet I adore him. I think he’s quite crazy, and with no place or occupation in life, and far from happy, and philosophically irresponsible – and there is absolutely nobody like him.”

Vladimir Nabokov, Ada or Ardor: A Family Chronicle (via ninanobreva) @wade-maddox

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kiaravasilev:

“I’m just too obsessed, a bit of a perfectionist really. See that happens sometimes, usually when one of the children drags me away. It’s always great, though.” Kiara smiled. “Kindergarten most of the time when I do a few afternoons in fifth grade.”

"They really are adorable at that age - and such high energy." Hazel observed with a laugh. She really did admire teachers. They just such an important job. "Which do you prefer?" She smiled, " - I feel like fifth grade is when kids start to come out of their shell. I feel like it'd be my year level of choice to teach. I love the way kid's brains work."

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sephyflynn:

“Oh, really? That’s pretty cool. I’ve always loved dancing and for me, it’s just a temporary thing. Us girls are great partiers, we certainly know how to have fun.” Sephy smiled, pleased at the reaction. It was always something that she hated bringing up, not knowing what the reaction would actually be. “Well, I’m not saying any time soon! Maybe if we get to know each other more. I don’t know anyone here so I’m trying to meet new people.” The brunette nodded, “My parents were allergic so I never was able to have one as a teenager.” She let out a small chuckle, “That’s a perfect reaction! Yeah, have you been together long then? I feel he might have experienced a time when you’ve had a go at him from tearing you away from a puppy.:

"We should definitely go for coffee some time! Work out better karaoke strategies." Hazel smiled. She was always up for new friends, especially if those friends had dogs. "Ah I see, so you're compensating later on? If my landlord wasn't so opposed to them I'd do the same." She chuckled, " - not that long, a few months now." It was hard to put a finger on exactly when Hazel and Wade had gotten together. Did they could from when they first kissed? When they made it official? " I feel like it's generally more of a vibe I give off." She laughed, " - he just kind of rolls his eyes and lets me go with it. Maybe you and Max can help me convince him that a dog is a good idea.”

Meet ‘n Greet || Sephy + Hazel

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sebgrosvenor:

“That’s a good thing. If you said yes I wouldn’t be able to talk to you again. Yes, they should be, sweetheart.” Sebastian shrugged, “Anyway, whatever you want. It’s not like I’m going to pressure you into that but don’t feel like you can’t not.” He shrugged, “Or I could use my influence.”

"Oh I'm glad. I don't know where I'd be in life without your fine friendship." Haze teased, laughing softly, "-and pray tell, what influence is that?"

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kitkatxwhite:

“Oh that’ll be perfect! Just pull back on the accessory though because you already have big, bold colors on the blazers and shoes. Maybe a silver small earring, or just a watch and long necklace will be perfect,” Katherine gave Hazel her opinion, for her this is her language, fashion is her world. “Work is great, might need to finally get an office somehow,” she laughed, “But I don’t know, things always fall apart in my life..”

"You're a true visionary. You'd think you did this for a living." Hazel laughed, emerging from the change room, the dress over her arm. "That's fantastic! Have you gone to see any spaces yet?" She smiled, " - I know the feeling. I feel like I'm tiptoeing around being happy for fear that my house of cards will just blow over."

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imogen-highland:

“I’m no fashion guru but I’d like to think my style isn’t a complete trainwreck.” Imogen chuckled, nodding along as Hazel mused of how she should dress. She hummed in consideration before responding, “Well, if you’re going for studs then maybe hair down? Curled? What’s this big work thing for?” She asked in interest.

"Oh believe me, you definitely have more of an idea of what you're talking about than I do. I'm pretty damn close to that train-wreck at times." She laughed, "I don't think I could go wrong with curls... oh, nothing too exciting. It's a media awards dinner. It's basically just a bunch of old men taking credit for the work other people do - to fluff their egos, I guess."

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wade-maddox:

Wade had never been a talker - there was no question of that. He had gotten into an unhealthy habit of internalising everything that he felt from a child. Even now, there were moments where he had so deeply repressed the anguish of a child’s cry in his mind that he could hardly remember some of the things that had happened in the Maddox household. He was able to compartmentalise his emotions, to focus on one thing and ignore the rest. But something had clicked in his head, like a splitting headache that blew open all those departments, all those memories into one frenzy. Fear, despair, emptiness, numbness, shame, embarrassment, in a way, he wanted to scream, hit something because instead of feeling nothing, he felt too much. The overwhelming feeling was enough to beat him sore, a feeling that, though painful, if you are hit enough times, the pain seems to dull out and nothing fell in its place..

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His words were like a sharp jab to the chest ‘not something for her to worry about?’ Since when? This wasn’t Hazel butting into his fighting for the first time... this wasn’t some embarrassing situation he’d gotten himself into.  This was everything. It felt like she was interacting with Wade from behind glass. She could see him, see how much pain he was in - but there was no way to reach out and touch him. Worst of all, Wade was the one putting up the glass. It was frustrating, sure - but Hazel couldn’t be angry with him. She understood his reasoning, in a way. They had that in common. “Wade, I’m going to worry about you. That’s not an option any more.” Her hand dropped from his cheek and her eyes met his gaze once more, desperate to break through to him in some way. Hazel could not understand how he remained so stoic when her head felt so frenzied. She couldn’t lose control - not when Wade was clearly going through something. God, she felt so helpless, so useless. 

Hazel knew that this was beyond her control, that this was the result of years trauma. Wade had literally been through hell. She didn’t know how he was still standing after all of this - or maybe he wasn’t. There had to be something she could say... something to make him understand that she was here, that there was nowhere else she’d rather be or no one she cared for more. Hazel knew that on some level she’d probably been in love with Wade for a while, but it was only as she stared into his tired eyes that she realised how much it would hurt to lose him and how much he’d come to mean to her. It sudden epiphany crashed over her like a wave. If this killed her, she couldn’t even begin to imagine what he was feeling. “Please don’t do this. Please don’t shut me out.” Her tone was pleading. She knew that it was a selfish request. She hated the thought of causing him more pain... but she just had to know. Hazel needed him to know. 

“What on earth you do you think is going to happen Wade? Do you think I’m not going to be able to handle it? Do you think I’m going to want to leave you?” Hazel just didn’t know. There were tears now, real tears rolling down her cheeks as she spoke. She cursed them. This wasn’t her fight. They weren’t her tears to spill. Part of her envied the way he always seemed so in control. It was a skill she’d never been able to master, constantly struggling with the way she wore her heart on her sleeve, the way she charged into things head first. “Whatever is going on... whatever it is you’re thinking, I can handle it.” 

Answers || Hazel + Wade

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