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( hvntnoah )

her voice made him stop in his tracks and he swallowed as he listened to her. his eyes shut before he nodded. god, he wanted nothing more than to hear what she had to say. he needed it. even if the explanation was as simple as she hated him now. at least then, it’d be something. he wouldn’t have all these questions bombarding him all the time. maybe he’d finally get to sleep. his eyes shot open at the sound of her text tone, his hand pressing to the phone through his jeans. he hadn’t bothered to change the tone, too sure the sound would never emanate from the small speakers ever again. he lifted his gaze to her, still working out how to respond, when he noticed she’d walked off to return to her work.

he pressed his lips together, exiting the building. he found, for the first time in months, that he couldn’t think. not effectively, anyway; it was all too jumbled in his head and he was unable to separate one thought from the next. before he noticed where he was going, he realized he was sat at silver sins. and while he didn’t recall ordering a drink, there was clearly one in his hand, though he couldn’t bring himself to bring the glass to his lips. he knew this wasn’t going to solve or lessen his problems, not right now. he couldn’t show up for this conversation drunk, he needed to remember what she had to say. and if he was going to her place, mia was going to be there. he let out a long sigh, he couldn’t drink right now.

he placed a bill on the counter before leaving the bar, drink untouched. he pulled out his phone and looked at her text. her address. it wasn’t their’s anymore. he wondered if she’d gotten an id in washington yet. he hadn’t. the one in his pocket still read that his address was the one he’d shared with her. he closed the text to set a reminder to get a new id the next day. while the detail didn’t seem important that morning, it suddenly seemed dire. he wandered the streets until it neared seven, when he pulled out his phone to check the address once again despite the fact that he’d looked at it so often he’d memorized it.

it was minutes before seven when he arrived and he stared at the door. he knew that lea and mia were both behind it. his hand was raised before he set it down, leaning against the door frame with his head bent down. he wanted to see them both but the realization that he had to knock tore through him. this wasn’t supposed to have happened. this wasn’t the future they’d talked about. he braced himself for the next few minutes before he stood up, knocking on the door. he couldn’t bring himself to do the high-spirited musical knocking he usually did.

his eyes locked on hers when she opened the door, once again at a loss for words. all he could do was force himself not to reach out for her, to prove to himself that this wasn’t some twisted dream. he didn’t have much time to have to do so before he saw mia racing toward him. overwhelmed, he quickly scooped her into his arms as he straightened his back, one hand tangled through her hair and he buried his face in their hug. “oh, sweetie,” he mumbled, unsure if his words were even intelligible, “i missed you so much.” he stood in the doorway for a moment, holding mia. his body shook, attempting to hold his emotions back all over again. he contemplated how lea explained his absence, sure mia had asked at least once.

he pulled away from the small girl and lifted his gaze to lea, letting out a slow, controlled breath. he knew that mia would have to be elsewhere for their talk, the conversation much too serious for the child, so he was going to hold onto her as long as he could. it was only a bonus that this kept his arms occupied, fingers linked to hold up the girl. how did she not realize that when she left he was taking the two most important people in his life? she walked away from one person and he lost two. “i’m good,” he replied, taking tentative steps into the living room. “thanks, though…” his gaze traveled the room, taking in her new home. he pressed his lips together as he recognized some of the articles in the room were the ones that had once occupied their prior home. “nice place.”

a soft sigh escaped her lips as the bags under her eyes seemed to grow. it had taken lea several days to think of an excuse as to why noah wouldn’t be around anymore. it didn’t help that mia had constantly been asking for him. eventually, she settled on attributing his absence to a job in greece. painting the great parthenon or something. the excuse had not been well thought out, mostly because she was afraid to think about him.

“ thanks. i’m still rearranging some things, though. ” her eyes remained on the coffee table as she peeled herself from the front door. “ c’mon mia, mommy needs to talk to noah. ” guiding the small child towards the bedroom, she closed the door. turning to face him again seemed to take forever. lea forced a smile as her hands laid awkwardly at her side. how had this happened ? how had she felt so uncomfortable ? he had been her hearth, her home and now she couldn’t bring herself to take an extra step around him. 

“ i got mia new crayons. ” her feet dragged towards the sofa. “ she’s been drawing a lot more. there’s a mini easel in the bedroom. ” under a few half done sketches of dogs and trees was a few scribbles of a family. of an older woman, an older man, and a little girl. it was an old one, a drawing that she could never bring herself to put away. lea sat on the edge of the couch. she kept note of his position from the corner of her eye. words, phrases, and sentences raced through her mind as she tried to think of what to say. there was a reason he was there now and it had to be addressed but she didn’t know how. what was she going to say ? i had a reason for abandoning you in denver ? 

" are you sure you don’t want anything to drink or eat ? ” fingers toyed with the hem of her shirt as she tried to envision every possible scenario in her head. each time, she tried to postpone the whole conversation but understood that mia would only stay in the bedroom for so long.

“ how          ” her voice wavered slightly. “ how have you been ? ” well. well is what she wanted to hear. she wanted to know that he was thriving without her and that he was happy. she may have been somewhat stuck in the past, thinking about the future they could have had but the only emotions that came with were filled with sorrow. and if there was anything lea wanted him to be, it was just... happy. 

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( mickcy )

staring at the other female, mickey plastered a grin on her pretty lips, the corners stretching up high. the heels of her boots click against the tiled floor as she moves closer to the unknown brunette. she was gorgeous, that was for sure, but she wasn’t sure if she was trustworthy or not. stopping just a few steps away from the other, mickey lifted a perfectly manicured finger up to her lips and said, “shh.”

lea stood here, silent as the stranger walked towards her. the distance almost seemed to grow. “ i probably shouldn’t let you get away with that. ” her body shifted, focusing the weight on her right leg. “ bad revenue for the place and you might get one of the employees in trouble because they haven’t seen you. ”

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monday and wednesdays r my worst days my classes are killing me and its only the first week hmmm but i'll hop on tomorrow to do replies

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( aaliyxh-jfc )

“yeah, at four, i guess you’re used to getting all the attention, why stop while we’re in public,” she joked, smiling as the cool breeze stung her cheeks. “god, it’s freezing here. i don’t know why it seems much colder here than in brooklyn,” she muttered. the nodded at the other, thinking for a moment. “it’s fun. can be a bit costly, but it’s great waking up in a new city almost all the time. i was in miami last week and san diego a couple days ago, and now, seattle’s welcomed me with open arms…and cold ass winds,” she replied. she let out a breathy laugh. “if by plans, you mean getting lost or bumming it out in my hotel room, then yes. i’d say my week is about as jam-packed as it gets,” she laughed, tucking a section of hair behind her ear. “wow, that’s…that’s so nice of you. thank you so much,” the brunette responded with gratitude. 

“ you’re from brooklyn ? no way. ” she grinned. “ i’m from long island. it’s not the same thing but same state, right ? ” her head shifted up and down. “ how was it ? i’ve always wanted to go to san diego. ” hearing about the other's trips had lightened lea’s mood. traveling the country sounded like a dream to her. “ well i did hear they’ve updated the channels in the hotel so you’ll definitely have a lot of entertainment there. but if you ever want to go to the park or something and you’d like company, i’ll be around. ” her head shook. “ it’s the least i can do what with you giving my mess of a child a little panda and helping me look for her rabbit. ”

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( hvntnoah )

she knew? there was no possible way she could know. his gaze tore away from her, unable to bear the eye contact. he’d once lost himself in those eyes; this was an entirely new ballgame he hadn’t ever expected to play. and, part of him was sure that his gaze gave away that he was still so completely in love with her. something he didn’t want to admit to himself or, especially, her. she left him and he still couldn’t find a way to drown out her presence, the constant ache reminding him that she wasn’t there. “sorry,” he choked out, a sad chuckle escaping his lips. “if you were sorry, lea, this isn’t the way, or place, you’d be telling me.” not here, when he spontaneously found her. no, she would’ve sought him out. she would’ve responded to his numerous texts.

he turned his attention to the scene behind him, needing a reprieve from her in his peripheral vision while she spoke. why did he want to comfort her so much right now? his gaze locked on a group, who’d rapidly tore their gaze from him the moment they realized he’d noticed. he sighed, turning back to her and he shook his head at her words. he couldn’t lie to her, not when she looked so torn up, but he couldn’t make himself say the words. he could never hate her. god, that was the problem. he wished he could hate her. it’d be so much easier that way. then he wouldn’t have to miss her so much.

he pushed the chair in, making the space between them painfully obvious. “i–we should–we have an audience,” he finished. this time when she apologized, noah flinched. there was no chair for him to grip tighter, nothing to deflect her words. “please stop saying you’re sorry.” he was pleading with her, didn’t even try to hide that fact. there was only so many times he could hear it before he couldn’t take it anymore. “please.” he finally brought his gaze to her, looking at her face and he quickly stepped around her. she could follow, he wasn’t going to force or suggest it – he didn’t look back to check, even if he desperately wanted her to. this wasn’t the place to be having a conversation like this. a conversation he wasn’t even sure he wanted to have.

he was right. she knew he was. the food court at a mall was no place for them to be having this conversation          their first conversation since... her eyes followed the chair, resting on it for a few painstakingly long seconds. “ i’m so     ” lea caught herself quickly. frozen in her stance, she watched as he started to leave the area. she looked down at her watch, which reminded her that she needed to return to work. taking long strides towards a man she used to feel at home with, she spoke softly. “ i have to get back to work but i want to talk. i want to explain everything. please let me do that. i’ll get off of work at six thirty. ” pulling her phone from her back pocket, she unlocked it quickly. “ you can come at seven. i’ll text you the address. ” her thumb shook as it scrolled towards the bottom of her texts. and there they were: ignored messages. with slight hesitation, her fingers quickly tapped against the screen. “ please. ” her gaze avoided his. “ please, come. ” with that, she turned on her heels and headed straight for the exit. 

                                                                                               seven o’clock.      

sitting on the couch, she watched mia from the corner of her eye. but her main focus had been on the brightly lit screen from her phone. she had seen his messages, of course she had but she couldn’t reply. there were times she’d lay awake in bed in the middle of the night, just wondering what harm would come if she just... called. oh, how desperate she had been to simply hear his voice. instead she scrolled through pictures of the two of them, of their old messages and let tears roll silently. but she stuck with her original plan. cutting cold turkey had been her solution ( as it always has been ). 

her eyes seemed glued to the time stamp as she waited for him to arrive. as minutes passed, her heart seemed to beat faster and faster. none of this had been planned. none of it had been expected. when the sound of a fist tapped against the door, she bolted out of the couch. her phone had fallen onto one of the cushions as she rushed towards the door. with a deep breath, she brushed a hand through her hair before opening the door. 

her eyes blinked a few times as she mustered a smile. he had showed. and in no time at all, mia had abandoned a set of new crayons with her arms charging towards noah. how could she have forgotten the effect he had on her daughter ? mia had genuinely believed he was her father and, eventually, lea stopped correcting her. “ uh.. can i get you something to drink or anything ? ” lea closed the door behind him. standing against the wooden frame, her heart felt full as if honey had been poured to the brim. the scene unfolding in front of her had reminded lea of the past, of when she had been so in love she felt sick.

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( milofvck )

“couldn’t even tell you his name.” his head shook as he looked down at the woman. “if i didn’t want to insult my masculinity, i’d admit that i look forward to it more so than the real superbowl.”

“ so what you’re saying is that you guys are practically like brothers. ” lea joked lightly. “ i won’t tell a soul. i promise. ” her hand lifted to motion zipping her lips shut. “ i think superbowl commercials are pretty damn entertaining as well. ” 

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( mickcy )

    cameras have already been spotted, one in each corner, one just behind her right shoulder and all she has to do is round the corner and she’ll have a blind spot. with a hint of excitement rushing through her tiny frame, she stuffs the goods she had collected into the inside pockets of her jacket. the top she just had to have, red with a beautiful beaded design along the neckline was accidentally dropped into her overly sized - much to large for the small girl - bag and that was that. the few items she’s left with won’t cost anymore than ten dollars, just a tiny percentage of what she’s got hidden on her. when she rounds the corner to move to the registers though, that’s when she notices her mistake, a fellow shopper not too far away that could’ve seen everything. her dark hues narrow at the other and she bites at her lip as she arches her brow in a silent question.

there had been someone moving swiftly around the store. it didn’t matter much until it became the only thing lea could notice. watching as the stranger slipped a few items into a bag, her hand slowly retracted from the top shelf. shoplifting wasn’t something she particularly condoned or even accepted but whether or not she would walk towards an employee and spill it all had yet to be decided. it would be the right thing to do, but it had been one of those days when she wanted a smooth sailing twenty four hours. shopping basket rested in the crevice of her elbow, she turned her body towards the other. 

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( aaliyxh-jfc )

the brunette nodded, observing the passing building and street signs. “she seems like a sweetheart, y’know, when she’s not screaming her head off and embarrassing her mom,” she replied. the girl took a long sigh, her eyelids slowly closed. “um…not sure. for now, i’m just goin’ where the wind takes me,” she replied, shoving her hands into the pockets of her leather jacket.

“ yeah. ” a soft chuckle escaped her lips. “ i don’t think she even realized people started to stare. ” her head nodded. “ i like that. i used to think that’s how i was going to live my life when i was older. wander around and slowly find my niche. do you have any plans this week, though ? because if you decide to stop by lucky’s you can have a free sandwich or coffee on me. ”

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( elisexremy )

Elise offered her a small smile of gratitude, as she said yes, before making her way into her place. “Thank you.” She said quietly, glancing over at the couch and then returning her gaze back to Lea. “No, no. It’s fine. There’s a lot of arguing going on between my parents right now, since my dad has an upcoming trial and it was just too much to handle tonight. I know I’m too old to be upset by this, but I’ve never seen them this angry before.”

“ there’s no such thing as being too old, don’t worry. just make yourself at home. ” she had understood the pain that came with arguing parents. her’s had always gotten along fairly well until news broke about her pregnancy. then it seemed like each party argued about whose fault it was that it all happened. “ do you want anything to drink or eat ? ”

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( milofvck )

    “don’t look at me. as far as i knew wasn’t that shit like illegal?” there’s the slightest crease between his brows and he licks over his lips. “that might be something completely different. i don’t know, i don’t care. - huh. there’s dog weddings on youtube. don’t ask me how i know that.”

“ good point. did you even know the guy ? because if not then that’s just worse.” her arms loosely crossed in front of her chest as a hint of a smile appeared. “ i feel like i might have to see a few of those because i happened to love the puppy bowl a lot. ”

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( aaliyxh-jfc )

she nodded in response to the other. “yeah, maybe one of the barista’s had seen it,” the brunette replied. her eyes drifted to the younger one, rattling around the keychain. the girl smiled at the gleam and excitement the toddler found in her simple keychain. she missed that age: getting excitable over the smallest thing and being content with it. “how old is she?” aaliyah questioned as they began their hunt for the lost toy.

“ i certainly hope so. ” she held onto one of mia’s hands and headed down the street with the other. “ she’s four. i have to say it’s my favorite age by far. i mean i kind of miss carrying her around on my hip but i like that she can brush her own teeth now. ” lea continued her pace slowly. “ how long are you staying in seattle ? ” 

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i dropped.,.,.,.., 300$ on materials for 2 classes.,..,,., why.,,.,,. is college so $$$$$ but hello plot w me lets start 10 million threads imma just be chillin and workin on replies

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ALEXANDER: I heard some people chatting about how the weather was going to be forty degrees today

ALEXANDER: I nearly had a heart attack and then I remembered Fahrenheit is used in America

LEA: i always sucked at conversions

LEA: forty is like insanely hot if we're talking about celsius right?

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( milofvck )

“I swear, the man was sure that his aunt had married her pet bulldog. I don’t know if he was just that crazy, if his aunt is a nutcase, or if he had had one too many shots. Either way I cut him off and put him out the door.”

“ her pet bulldog ? seriously ? how would she even do that ? i'm just trying to imagine the wedding pictures and the reception with a poodle giving a best man’s speech. you know what        i’d actually love to attend an event like that. ”

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imessage ⇢ open.

annariley: somehow i got my blinds stuck halfway open and now they won't close... youtube isn't helping. how much do you think my neighbors would judge me for pinning up a blanket with a wolf on it over the window?

annariley: i mean, i think i'd prefer the judgement for the wolf blanket than judgement for drinking wine in my pajamas and watching movies and netflix on a monday night, but i'm not sure. advice?

lea: i think they'd love you for that blanket

lea: but also have you tried pulling it from the right or left side? i always forget about that but last time i pulled from the right and the blinds fell right down.

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I miss him. And it’s not in waves it’s constant, I miss him all the time.

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