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justinrockwell

Justin laughed because he really couldn’t agree any more with her sentiment. After all, it had been the reason why he’d dropped out of high school, even if he had eventually gotten his GED, but it’s not like he’d had to study for it. He’d already learned everything he needed to know for it. “Right? At least I would be allowed to miss as many classes as I want since I’m paying for the damn classes now.” Looking at her suspiciously, he thought about it for a second before giving her a slight nod. “Sure, you can always ask. If I’ll do it is a whole other story.” He said, flashing her a quick grin.

She placed her hands in her lap, eagerly leaning forward as she explained. “So, I’m doing something of a project, you know? To see where like, everyone from high school is at right now, and what they’re doing?” Lie. This wasn’t Emilia’s project, not really. But she needed to know if she didn’t want to be an unfortunate casualty of a slasher film. “Would you mind just sending me some contact info of whoever you still keep in touch with? I think most of my contact info is outdated, so... you know?”

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giogreco

“Oh, babe, if I do that, I would be me.” Gio smirked, laughing quietly in spite of himself for a moment as he reconsidered her question now with Zig in mind. “I could.” He started. “I guess it’s just like a bad hangover. You know, you wake up feeling like death and swearing you’ll never going to do it again… but then a week passes, maybe two, and you think you’re doing alright until you see that shiny bottle there in front of you and you get so thirsty and nothing would satiate you but its content, and you start craving the taste, the burn, because it takes you somewhere only it can, and you know you shouldn’t but you’re already too intoxicated by the time it hits you, and you just end up dealing with the hangover all over again the next morning.”

She practically snorted at the analogy. “I mean, if you put it that way, then it just sounds even worse,” Emilia pointed out, and concern creeped into her voice as she continued. “If it’s going to hurt you like that, then you just don’t do it. You’re being an idiot if you keep going back.” Maybe it was her incapability to do anything too taxing that was speaking, and Emilia briefly wondered how the hell her own marriage was working out if keeping up even a not relationship was this hard. She placed the marker to the side, satisfied with what she’d colored in so far. “But that’s me, so I guess do what you want.” A pause. “Although, now I want to know who the hell you're talking about. For reasons.”

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giogreco

Gio considered her words fro a second. He didn’t have to give a fuck. He wouldn’t, back in the days, not even give it a second thought. Now, however, everything was different. “Well, I guess, the fact that I’m… friends with half of the people I didn’t give a fuck about before? I mean, take Ryan Thomas for example, or Bennett Montgomery. You know I couldn’t stand their guts back then and now, well, I care for them. I don’t know. Maybe it’s age. Do we go pathetically caring as we grow old? This is some serious bullshit. I can’t deal with feelings. Take them away, Milia!”

“Woah there, calm down with the melodrama,” she replied, grabbing another marker and resuming coloring. Well damn, apparently all social circles from high school were considered null and void. She was going to have to learn how to not assume anything. “I’m talking more on the side of this weird on and off again thing. Clearly you care for them, but like, it’s also the thing that keeps on fucking you over, so just... stop?” A weird expression crossed her face. “I’m real shitty at giving emotional advice.”

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giogreco

“True. You’re right.” Gio hated to admit it. He kept going back and even if there was a reason for him, he just wasn’t sure if there was a reason for Zig. Even if he didn’t shrug, afraid to ruin her work of art, he just pursed his lips cluelessly. At that moment he knew he’d end up finding more cons than pros and he just didn’t want to go there. “I don’t know. I really hated High School and more than half the people there. For fuck’s sake, I was expelled from the damn place! But I also didn’t care as much about half the shit I care about now and, well, it’d make life so much easier to be able to just… not give a fuck again.”

Emilia paused in her coloring, tilting her head as she considered his words. She’d deemed talk of high school as dangerous, unsure if there were memories that she was missing that may have been key to the making of this friendship. But if Gio was about to take a short stalk down memory lane she was going to have to fake understanding. “Technically, you still don’t have to give a fuck,” she said. “What’s making you?”

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justinrockwell

Justin didn’t need to be told twice, sliding into the seat next to her he flashed her a quick grin before kicking his feet out and leaning back in the chair - his way of making himself comfortable in his seat. “Well I wouldn’t want to bore you with how fascinating my life is. It’s pretty much just been me jumping from job to job. But as of late I have been thinking about going back to school. Who knows how that would work out this time around, though.” He finishes with a shrug before giving her a side glance as he nods in her direction. “What about you? You’ve probably been up to way more than me.”

She really couldn’t help the skeptical expression that made its way onto her face. “Really now? Going back to school?” Emilia tilted her head as she considered the option. “I mean, I guess... theoretically it would get you to a job that wasn’t a dead end one. But also like, ew. School work.” She let out a little laugh and shrugged. “I mean, kind of? I write for a gossip blog, no big surprise there. Got married, living life. The usual.” A thought occurred to her, and she straightened in excitement as it continued to form. “Can I ask you a favor?”

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ryanmarkthomas

If I do that, I’m the dad that ruined Christmas. My aunt would kill me if I ruined the secret of Santa for Darna. You could do one of those little hamper things, biscuits and all that stuff. There would be something in that they liked at least.

Yeah yeah ok fine that’s a valid argument. Wouldn’t want your aunt to commit homicide. Ooh yeah! Those Danish cookies things or the like. That’ll work. You want one?

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@eatsiopao

“So!” Emilia declared, practically slamming the cup of boba tea onto the bench and pointing an accusatory finger towards Dennis. “You need to tell me what all that hubbub was about with thinking you were a dumb jock, because let me tell you right now, that was near terrifying.” She paused in her little rant to take another sip and a breath. “Also, you need to tell me how married life is, because I’d love to know.”

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ophierf

Ophelia had no idea what was going on. One minute she was in class, trying to figure out what she’d wear for the party that night and the next she was ten years older, reading a threatening text and watching the horrible news that her classmate James had been murdered after mentioning the same things that was happening to her. So, obviously, Ophelia had shut her mouth and tried to catch up with ten forgotten years of her life. Sadly, she found out, not many things had changed for her: mainly, she still depended mostly on her parents’ wealth, which was a complete bummer since she hoped by now she’d be in charge of her own life.

But, Ophie decided, she wasn’t about to let people know she had somehow travelled ten years in the future and after a couple of days she was doing a hell of a good job acting like her normal self. And today, she’d  prove herself yet again since she was meeting one of her old classmates and, seemingly, still friend. “It’s so good to see you! I’m glad you could make it today.” Ophelia smiled. “How’s it going, honey?”

Seeing Ophelia was practically a relief. While Emilia had been surrounded by unexpected friends the past few days, and it was nice that she at least knew their names, she was a lot happier now that there was someone who she knew had been a friend in high school. It was nice knowing that things hadn’t changed that much between them.

She let out a little squeak and threw her arms around Ophelia, hoping that things were still on good enough terms that she could do that. “I know right? It’s been way too long since we really hung out.” She plopped into the nearest chair with an excitable grin, gesturing for Ophie to take the one across. “I’m doing fantastically, actually, and you’ve got to tell me what I last told you so I can catch you up on things.”

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edensgardensawyer

Eden turned and saw Emilia, an unsure smile on her face. “Yeah… it’s been how long?” Maybe she could get some information from her. “Wow, you look nice today. So what have you been up to? I’ve been busy with work and all but it’s been fun,”

She let out a little snort at the question. “Who knows. Too long, probably,” Emilia replied, completely missing the uncertainty. “I’m glad that I caught you here though. Are you just going to grab the caffeine and run or are can you stick around a bit?”

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ryanmarkthomas

I try, but Christmas is harder to lie about when you do all the work and get zero credit. I wish I could just give chocolate to everyone, I have to buy a three-year-old toy off ‘santa’. Well, I guess it depends, do you have anyone on that Christmas list allergic to chocolate or dairy free?

Better option: don’t lie and just flat out tell her. See if she already knew. Hell if I know who’s allergic to what. If not chocolate then maybe those giant boxes of peppermint?

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justinrockwell

Just like in any other part of his life, it didn’t take much convincing for Justin to agree. It had been what he’d been suspicious of in the first place. Perking up at her words, he beams in her direction. “Thanks! Suppose that also means I’ll have to keep the beard around.” At least that wouldn’t have to require much maintenance on his part. He would just have to trim it whenever necessary.

“It adds to the contrast,” she pointed out, nodding as if it were the final answer to everything and snapping shut the magazine. “Come on, sit down.” Emilia patted the seat next to her. “You know, if we’re going to chat then I want to talk to you without getting a crick in my neck, yeah?” She let out a small chuckle at her own joke before leaning back in her chair. “Tell me what you’ve been doing, cause I want to know everything.”

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ryanmarkthomas

I feel like I need some of the gratitude for spending hours in line buying barbies and such. Parents are pretty mean when there’s one toy left on the shelf, it’s like the hunger games. Plus her Tatays a scientist, I’m sure she’ll crack this secret before most. True, although it’s not as fun when you by the cookies to begin with.

Damn, and here I was thinking that maybe you could just change your attitude and you could keep the magic around a bit longer. Oh well! Though that reminds me that I gotta actually get started on the Christmas presents things. I’m thinking Frango boxes for all. Everyone loves chocolate. Right?

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@sephhorton-myers

“So I’ve got a fun question,” Emilia began, offering an apologetic smile to the other patron she’d bumped into before turning her attention back to Seph. The sandwich shop wasn’t busy, a blessing that Emilia was ever grateful for, but they certainly weren’t the only people in line. “When’s the last time we’ve hung out, because I feel like it’s been forever, but well, you know me. I’m like, the most forgetful person in the world.”

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Emilia let out a little snort, listening to the other girl ramble on. Coffee was an absolute necessity, and she’d been surprised to see Eden in the line as well. She could only assume it’d been a while since elder Emilia had talked with elder Eden. But she’d been surprised before, so maybe it wasn’t safe to assume the distance. Too late, Emilia realized that her snort had probably drawn attention to her, and it now was very apparent that she’d been eavesdropping. “I mean, it’s cute so,” she commented. “Very flattering and all.” She offered an apologetic grin. “Funny seeing you here?”

Eden was totally feeling like she was having a Thirteen going on Thirty moment. One moment she was packing to runaway and the next, she’s sitting at a make up stand, wearing the most scantily of clad bras that she couldn’t figure how to get off. But the weirdest thing was that she looked ten years older. Her hair was a darker color. She word red lipstick and her clothes were black that had a deep contrast against her skin. She wasn’t sure if she got a boob job or if she had worn a really nice push up bra. She wanted to figure things out but she was too caught up in herself. Like she was currently in line for a coffee but was readjusting her bra, not really paying any mind to onlookers.”How do they just… stay up like this…. why do I own so many v necks? And thongs. God, so many thongs,”

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giogreco

“A scam?” Gio asked more curious than worried given her light tone about the matter letting him know it was all sorted out now. “You know if you ever need some cash…” He just shrugged, hoping Milia knew better than to not ask right away. He never really cared much about money. He still didn’t. If it wasn’t for Ben doing his finances, he’d be fucked. His eyes moved from the spot on his skin where the woman had been coloring to meet her eyes and then away again. “My ex…” Gio wasn’t sure what they were, if anything, other than exes, even if the term was for many years ago. “See, if anyone came to me saying that, the first thing I’d tell them was to just not go there, not go back to their ex. They’re exes for a reason, right? But me? I can’t. I really can’t.” Picking up a yellow marker, uncapping it with his teeth as he resumed coloring his own skin where Milia stopped, just to add some highlight, he shrugged. “You know, for once in my life, I wish we were back in High School. As hard to believe as it is, shit was much easier back then.”

She waved off the offer of cash. It wasn’t like she needed the money. Hell, her wife seemed to be in charge of all the finances anyways, so it looked like she was pretty set. Instead, she focused on Gio’s answer, tilting her head as she listened. “Well if you go back then clearly you’re going back for a reason as well, right?” Emilia inquired. “One that’s apparently a better reason than the one for breaking up. So weigh the pros and cons and just...” She trailed off with a vague gesture in an attempt to explain something that she had no words for. At his confession, Emilia had to scoff in disagreement. “Really? Why?”

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