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Fawn’s just got a big heart, that’s all

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WHAT’S ON TV? Fawn Everwood addition!

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chatnoir-agreste·: 

“Hm. Yeah, you’re right. I see no collar,” said Adrien as he checked under the chin of the little cat, watching as it’s attention drifted to the food he had managed to crumble from his own sandwich. “You do? Maybe you take this little one here. I can’t take it with me, as much as I’d want to,” or else Plagg would scare the poor cat away -or actually annoy the blonde to no end.

Fawn nodded. No one ever had to ask her twice to help an animal out. “I’d be happy to. I’m heading over there today anyway.” She made a sound to call the cat over, though she wasn’t sure if it would work. He had food. She did not. “If it doesn’t have owners to reunite it with, we will find it a loving home.”

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chatnoir-agreste​: 

The boy’s head shifted to where the voice came from, softly smiling as he kept on petting the cat under their chin. “I guess I am,” he said as his green eyes turned back to the ginger kitten. Young, probably a year or two but still too inexperienced to be on its own. “This little one probably stranded away from home. It’s too friendly to be feral or wild,” said the blonde as he teared more pieces of his sandwich for the little one to eat.

“It also looks clean and well fed, which probably means it hasn’t been away too long.” Her attention focused on the cat, she attempted to search its’ mind for any meaningful locations or faces. “Maybe he or she’s chipped,” she continued. “I volunteer at the shelter, we get animals back to their homes all the time that managed to slip away. It’s amazing how much help those can be.” And a little animal whispering.

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Fawn had been watching the cat from her perch --- perch being the back of a park bench --- for a few minutes, trying to get a read on it from far enough away to not startle the feline into running away. She couldn’t tell if it was a lost pet, abandoned or a feral, which meant she couldn’t tell how to best approach it. It seemed like someone else figured that out before her. She watched silently as it rubbed against the boy’s leg, a small smile tugging at her lips. “You must be good people,” she spoke up, keeping her tone soft, but loud enough to hear. “Animals are the best at reading intentions, you know.”

His eyes caught the being looking his direction across the park once the boy had opened the hot sandwich he’d bought for lunch. Careful to not make any sudden move, Adrien gently crumbled up a piece of his meal to place it near the cat so it would come closer to him. “Un minou,” said the blonde as he watched the young cat get closer to him. “Why are you all so alone and hungry,” he said, gently petting it’s head and back, leaving more food to eat, quickly earning their trust as the cat started rubbing itself against his legs. “Aren’t you a sweetie,” said Adrien with a smile as he scratched under their chin. “I wonder if you have a family around, maybe they’re looking for you,” said the boy, unbeknown to anyone else around him.

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piixidust​: 

“Is that not a thing?” Tiffani asked curiously. She figured you’d need a background check to take care of another being…but then again you don’t have those before getting pregnant so maybe not. “Well, I know they’re both in excellent hands with you. Fawn…their thing is weird flavors. Of course they have vegan options. C’mon, let’s go.” 

“There are certain requirements, but just because you own a fence doesn’t mean you’ll make a good dog owner, you know?” “Vegan isn’t weird.”

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"Probably the best idea," Fawn agreed. "Actually, yes! A kitten and a bird --- I'm starting to think people around here should have to pass background checks before they're allowed to own animals. Not that I haven't thought that before. Of course, the bird was wild, just injured, but the kitten had to come from somewhere..." Chewing her lip, Fawn decided it wasn't a good time to get into all of that. She was trying to catch up with a friend. "Do they have vegan options for the flower flavors?" Fawn's eyes lit up. "I have to try that."

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Fawn shrugged. Just because she hadn’t heard of it, that didn’t mean it wasn’t true. “I knew I could count on you! I don’t know, depends on the person. It would probably take a couple of hundred for me,” she joked, “but I’m sure everyone isn’t that selfish. There has to be some Ancient Mesopotamia nut around here somewhere, but tracking them down might be harder than just writing the paper yourself.”

Tiffani sighed, letting the air trill her lips slightly. “I wish you weren’t right about that. I’ll save my money for the next paper. So,” she started, packing up her things. “save any new baby animals lately? What do you say we go grab some ice cream? That place with the weird flavors has some new ones featuring edible flowers.”

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ohjinkiesxx·: 

Olive was in no rush to get back to her dorm. It was beginning to feel more lonely somehow. Maybe it was because she was homesick. There was a ton on her mind lately. Painting helped though, but only for short periods of time. She was just a worry wart in all honesty. Maybe she’d call Remus, that would make her feel better.

With her phone pressed against her ear and the other arm full of art supplies she started to make her way home. She wasn’t really paying attention to what was in front of her. Anticipating each ring. It was no use, it went straight to voicemail.  “Hey uh-oop! Excuse me!- I just wanted to call and see how you were! Call me back when you get the chan-!” Before Olive could even finish her sentence she collided into a stranger. The impact had caused her to drop her art supplies. The sound of paintbrushes clattering together on the concrete rang throughout her ears. Luckily she was able to catch her phone before that too hit the ground. After a moment of regaining her balance and catching her breath she giggles softly. “Don’t be sorry! I wasn’t really paying attention.”

To make matters worse, he’d knocked everything she was holding to the ground. Please don’t be breakable, please don’t be breakable. “I’m... so sorry,” he said  again, just as she was brushing off his prior apology, “your stuff.” He gestured to the paintbrushes, his eyes on those rather than the young woman. She wasn’t yelling. That was a plus. She didn’t seem upset at all. He couldn’t tell if that made him feel better or not. He’d rather cause trouble for someone that wasn’t a kind person. Not that he wanted to cause trouble for anyone, of course. If it was up to him, he’d only interact with the amount of people he could count on both hands. Or less.

“Let me get those,” he mumbled, both to her and to himself. With a quick --- and slightly clumsy --- bend, he swiped what he thought was everything from the ground and held it out to her, forcing himself to make eye contact. The least he could do was avoid being rude after nearly knocking her off of her feet. “I’m sorry. Again. It’s... been a bad day. But, ah, you don’t care about that.” A nervous laugh, Colt’s eyes fell back to the sidewalk. “I’ll pay for whatever damages I might’ve caused. I’m sorry.”

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ellawindsor·: 

“I do agree there, but why not… just drink the espresso?” He justifies, “I mean, in France it’s okay to have a little cup if you just want espresso but it seems like everyone wants a giant coffee even if it tastes like water… but yeah, coconut milk… exactly…”

“Ah, that’s what you’re getting at. I guess it depends if you want something to sip on for an hour, or a strong shot of black coffee.” Different situations called for different things. Some people couldn’t stand the taste of coffee, so they’d rather drink frappes made with more whipped cream than anything else. “I’m not against either.”

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piixidust·: 

“I’m sorry, I’m just on edge from people telling me I look like a child all day. News flash, I’m 18, I’m technically still a child. Plus, they’re way better for not leaving that stupid ponytail line on my stupid straight hair.” With Caroline’s full attention on Farrah, she shot a frown in the other’s direction. “What are you doing, love?”

Farrah would never understand what was childish about scrunchies. Unless they were covered in cartoon characters, and even then, what was the problem? “Please, your hair is beautiful. I’m so jealous of blondes. And red heads. And ravens.” Basically --- anyone that didn’t have her hair color.“I don’t even know,” she sighed over dramatically. “I’m trying to take good pictures to post on my Instagram. Becoming an influencer is so much harder than it looks.” 

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anightmcre·: 

“Don’t be, tomorrow will be better right?” he responded. Marcus was used to masking his unhappiness around people and he didn’t want to burden Birdie anymore than he already was. She was nice enough to look out for him, and that was way more than he could ever ask of her. “Only for holidays then?” he teased. “Sure sounds good, but its my treat this time. I’ve been meaning to catch up with you I gotta’ lot to spill.”

“It always is,” Birdie nodded. “And if not, the next day.” She knew that everyone didn’t share her positive outlook, Marcus included. She studied him still, trying to figure out how badly something was bothering him. “Only on holidays,” she repeated with a soft laugh. She knew her sister was living it up being able to legally drink in other countries, but she didn’t feel like she was missing out on anything as it was. “I’m sorry I’ve been so busy lately. Today, I am all ears!”

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“I’m offended that you think I’d argue.” Farrah pursed her lips, snapped another selfie, frowned and deleted it --- she was not understanding this whole ‘influencer’ thing, or how to be successful by taking pictures of her face. Not that she was considering giving up. Fawn Everwood did not raise a quitter. “They’re so much better than thin hair ties. Even bobby pins for that matter. You can color coordinate.”

“Truly, I don’t know why scrunchies ever went out of style, but I’m always glad to see them make a comeback,” Caroline mused as she threw her hair into a high ponytail to fight the heat (rose gold scrunchie included). “You can argue with me all you want, but I’m right about this.”

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Colt nearly jumped out of his skin. He hadn’t expected anyone to speak to him. He thought he’d be safe from conversation at the planetarium, he’d be able to calmly observe something that he liked and make use of one of the too many buildings around this town. At least the guy was talking about space. He didn’t know Venus was considered the planet of love. “Yeah,” was all he could think to say for a moment. “I’ve always quite liked... Pluto...”

“Right there..that’s mars the planet of war.” Jacen pointed out as he stood under the hanging planets located in the planetarium. Jacen was well aware of the person next to him probably knew the little tidbits he was spewing but he could help but share his knowledge and excitement that came with space. “Oh, and that one right there is venus the planet of love. Personally, Pluto’s my favorite. Small but mighty.”

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“Well, it’s vegan, for starters,” Farrah piped up from her own seat, hands wrapped around her mug, travel journal in front of her. “Personally? I’d take coconut milk is over water any day.”

“I’m not sure I understand the point of an Americano…” he says softly as he looks to the menu, “Why would you want to dilute your coffee with water instead of milk…”

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“I’m sorry you’re having a bad day,” Birdie offered, meaning so genuinely. She couldn’t relate to his feelings about the town, it had been a breath of fresh air for her. But she could understand. Her brother wasn’t partial to it either, probably for different reasons than Marcus. “I’m not much of a drinker,” translation: I could never do something illegal and risk getting caught, “but I’ll gladly join you with a cup of tea while you have your adult style drink.”

“God this city is like a depressing bible school lecture, no one ever wants to have any fun anymore” Marcus complained as he looked around him. Elias might have been better than Hallow Falls but at least the people there knew how to party, he was sick and tired of preppy Elias kids thinking they were better than him. He wanted corruption and rebellion.. but everyone here was too perfect to fall out of line. “Well I think this crappy day could do with an adult style drink– you in?”

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The first day was supposed to be the hardest. Maybe the second. Maybe the third. But it was supposed to get easier. Colt was on his second week today, and while he enjoyed being with his sisters again, and it was kind of nice to get out of the house, if anything, this was all getting harder. He was becoming more and more overwhelmed by the busy city life that Georgia had never offered him, and classrooms full of students rather than a pile of books and a computer screen his only company.

Every evening he was in such a rush to get home he didn’t pay much attention to where he was going. You’d think the boy would learn, but just like every evening he found himself slamming into someone on the street, too distracted by the speed of the cars passing the sidewalk to keep his eyes in front of him. He didn’t still as he stammered out an apology, his gaze fixed on the pair of shoes in front of him instead. “S-sorry,” he clutched his bag tightly, hoping this one wouldn’t chew him out the way the man from yesterday had. “I’m-- I'm so sorry.”

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“They didn’t turn out quite how I wanted,” Birdie admitted, pulling out the cinnamon bun earrings she’d made for Emily, “but --- these are for you. Just something to say thank you for being such a good... friend.”

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