#💟 ⠀ ⠀ NEVAEH ⠀ ﹕ ⠀ THREAD .

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status : open / ( @nepofmstarters ) location : a random grocery store

               ❝   it's   so   sad   isn't   it   ?   ❞   nevaeh   always   had   the   same   inner   turmoil   when   she   went   to   the   grocery   store.   somehow,   she   found   herself   standing   in   front   of   the   lobster   tank   frowning   as   she   looked   inside   of   it.   something   about   being   able   to   purchase   them   while   they   were   still   alive   didn't   sit   right   in   her   soul.   ❝   do   you   think   if   i   were   to   purchase   them   all   i   could   get   them   to   an   ocean   in   time   and   they   could   live   long   free   lives   ?   how   would   i   know   what   ocean   to   take   them   too   ?   i'm   assuming   it's   not   just   a   free   for   all,   right   ?   ❞

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status : closed / ( @gemmajcmes ) location : crest fest rehearsals ( a day or so before the festival starts )

               ❝   i   don't   think   i   can   run   one   more   song,   let   alone   all   four...━━   ❞   nevaeh   needed   a   moment   to   catch   the   breath   speaking   was   stealing.   ❝   ━━   again.   ❞   she   finished,   as   her   body   collapsed   to   the   stage   floor.   as   she   pulled   her   knees   up   to   herself,   she   tried   to   remember   a   time   where   this   was   easy   for   her.   before   things   imploded,   nevaeh   had   no   trouble   with   early   morning   rises   and   rehearsals   that   ran   all   day.   she   took   corrections   and   applied   them   quickly   and   made   sure   she   was   never   holding   up   production,   or   holding   gemma   back.   in   hindsight,   she'd   become   such   a   well   oiled   machine   because   she   was   prioritizing   other   people's   expectations   over   her   own   needs.   if   she   was   able   to   think   of   anything   other   than   making   gemma   proud,   she   would   have   been   able   to   recognize   it   as   progress.   ❝   you   would   think   after   doing   this   for   so   long   i'd   be   able   to   just   jump   right   back   into   it,   like   bike   riding   but   it's   like   the   seat   is   made   of   spikes   !   ❞   nevaeh   declared   dramatically   looking   up   to   her   sister.   ❝   be   honest   with   me,   was   i   always   this   chaotic   ?   ❞

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status : closed / ( @allinmymincl ) location : sage's place !

               the   drive   over   was   the   hardest   part.   with   the   vegan   pastries   cooling   in   her   lap,   it   seemed   she   ran   into   traffic   at   every   turn.   nevaeh   was   positive   her   peace   offering   would   only   be   accepted   if   the   sweets   were   fresh;   she’d   convinced   herself   that   if   they   cooled   too   much   sage   would   think   nevaeh   hadn't   put   in   any   effort   in   her   apology   offering   and   slam   the   door   directly   in   her   face.   it   was   just   the   anxiety   talking,   but   even   without   it   plaguing   her   mind,   she   wouldn't   blame   him   if   he   did.   nevaeh   muttered   her   apology   to   herself   over   and   over   as   she   waited   for   him   to   open   the   door.   when   it   finally   swung   open   she   was   halfway   through   her   her   speech   and   instead   of   starting   over   she   simply   shoved   the   container   of   treats   safe   for   him   to   eat   in   his   chest   and   continued.   ❝...   you   deserved   better   than   that.   i   should   have   considered   your   feelings   and   i   didn't.   i   know   my   actions   did   show   it   but   you   mean   so   much   to   me   and   i'm   sorry.   ❞   her   tone   was   a   bit   louder   than   she   intended   and   her   cheeks   flushed   with   embarrassment.   ❝   no,   wait...   i   missed   some   parts,   can   i   start   over   ?   ❞

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status : closed / ( @lcrissas ) location : cute lil brunch situation

               ❝   have   you   heard   of   the   beam   me   up   soft   boy   insta   account   ?   ❞   nevaeh   had   fallen   down   a   rabbit   hole.   each   new   screenshot   making   her   more   and   more   terrified   of   the   dating   pool.   ❝   i   don't   think   i'll   ever   download   a   dating   app   again   if   this   is   how   bad   it   is,   i   mean   listen   to   this...━━   hope   you   don't   mind   me   giving   unsolicited   life   advice   but   i   think   you   should   try   and   go   into   dates   with   the   intention   of   asking   questions   and   just   listen   until   the   other   person   stops   talking   ━━   who   says   something   like   that   ?   this   was   after   meeting   with   him   once   too   by   the   way.   ❞

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status : closed / ( @xwesley , @xcasey ) location : a pottery class

               nevaeh   really   should've   been   paying   more   attention.   when   it   came   to   the   stiff   clay   on   her   wheel,   it   was   encouraged   to   add   water   bit   by   bit,   but   nevaeh   took   a   nearly   full   cup   and   poured   it   all   at   once.   it   took   a   total   of   four   seconds   for   disaster   to   strike:   the   spinning   left   slippery   clay   and   water   spraying   everywhere   until   her   starter   of   a   vase   collapsed   sending   a   huge   splat   of   clay   over   her   apron   and   onto   the   person   who   had   the   misfortune   of   sitting   next   to   her.   ❝   oh   my   god,   i'm   so   sorry   !   ❞   she   quickly   grabbed   the   roll   of   paper   towels;   the   panic   not   letting   her   thing   to   rip   a   few   pieces   off   and   instead   she   takes   the   entire   roll   and   starts   dabbing   the   other,   trying   to   soak   up   as   much   clay   and   clay   water   as   she   could.   ❝   i   should   have   left   the   creativity   to   my   sister,   i   clearly   don't   have   a   clue   what   i'm   doing.   this   is   so   bad,   if   you   want   to   send   me   a   dry   cleaning   bill   i   completely   understand.   i   think   there's   one   around   the   corner   here   we   could   go   to.   ❞

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status : closed / ( @nctoriety ) location : a random bar

               ❝   are   you   sure   they   don't   have   wine   coolers   ?   ❞   nevaeh   managed   to   get   her   voice   to   carry   over   the   music   as   she   looked   to   yemi.   with   how   much   questioning   she   had   done   at   every   turn,   it   was   hard   to   believe   that   the   bar   hopping   had   been   her   idea.   it   may   have   seemed   outlandish,   but   all   of   her   current   coping   mechanisms   only   ever   left   her   feeling   worse   about   herself.   she   wanted   to   go   out   on   a   bender,   get   drunk   to   the   point   of   forgetting   all   of   her   problems,   and   spend   the   next   day   too   focused   on   recuperating   to   think   about   why   she   needed   a   bender   in   the   first   place.   she   just   didn't   know   where   to   start.   how   did   you   have   mindless   fun   without   thinking   about   the   consequences   every   five   minutes   ?   yemi   was   about   the   only   person   she   trusted   who   could   teach   her   how   to,   and   to   do   it   safely.   it   didn't   mean   that   she'd   be   any   good   at   it,   but   she   was   determined   to   try.   ❝   at   the   very   least,   do   they   have   flavored   vodka   so   it's   not   so...━━━   rubbing   alcohol   coded   ?   ❞      

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status : closed / ( @nctoriety ) location : joshua's office !

               nevaeh   should've   anticipated   joshua's   1   o'clock   lunch   time   to   become   1:20-ish   because   she   knew   he   was   impossible   to   tear   away   from   his   work.   whatever   the   meeting,   interview,   presentation,   conference   or   whatever   he   was   in   (   it   was   always   something   ),   called   for   joshua   wouldn't   leave   until   he   was   able   to   provide   it.   which   left   nevaeh   with   tupperware   of   cooling   foods   on   his   desk,   while   she   swiveled   in   his   office   chair   after   finding   nothing   but   more   work   laying   around   the   room.   ❝   why   are   you   so   allergic   to   joy,   joshua   ?   ❞   she   asked   when   the   door   swung   open,   but   she   didn't   look   up   from   her   phone.   ❝   you   don't   have   any   desk   top   games,   no   stress   balls   or   fidget   toys,   not   even   a   mini   fridge   in   this   place   !   ❞   the   exclaimed   with   a   shake   of   her   head.   ❝   you're   so   lucky   amazon   has   expressed   shipping...━━━   do   you   prefer   bowling   or   a   zen   garden   ?   i'll   get   both,   you   may   want   variety   one   day.   ❞

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status : closed / ( @fckrcky ) location : around some food trucks

               ❝   ricky   !   what   a   surprise   !   ❞   it   was   obvious   that   gemma   was   the   sister   who   could   act   by   the   way   nevaeh   over-exaggerated   her   greeting.   with   two   aqua   frescas   in   her   hand,   she   lowered   herself   beside   her   neighbor   and   slid   one   in   front   of   her.   ❝   this   is   such   perfect   timing,   the   man   at   the   truck   was   feeling   generous   and   gave   me   two,   how   perfect   that   i   found   you.   ❞   nevaeh   neglects   to   mention   that   she   had   seen   ricky   before   she   even   got   in   line.   yet   another   attempt   at   getting   her   neighbor   on   her   side,   and   it   was   bordering   on   shameless   the   longer   she   tried.

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status : closed / ( @stereotypcs ) location : out in the wild of the music festival

               maybe   it   was   a   trick   of   the   lighting.   nevaeh   had   had   a   long   day   of   her   mind   playing   games   with   her,   she   thought   maybe   this   was   another   one   of   those   games.   the   figure   standing   just   far   enough   that   she   couldn't   be   sure,   but   from   where   she   stood   it   looked   like   a   certain   royal   she   felt   like   she'd   just   said   goodbye   to   in   europe.   there   was   only   one   way   to   find   out   and   as   she   combed   through   the   sea   of   bodies,   it   wasn't   until   she   was   standing   directly   in   front   of   him,   looking   up   to   familiar   features   that   had   helped   bring   comfort   and   encouragement   for   the   journey   home   did   she   finally   believe   he   was   actually   there.   ❝   oh   my   god,   nate   !   it's   really   you   ?   ❞   she   meant   it   as   a   statement   but   it   came   out   as   a   question,   her   arms   wrapping   around   him   in   a   sweet   embrace   before   pulling   back.   ❝   it's   so   good   see   you   !   what   are   you   doing   here   ?   ❞

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status : closed / ( @trismp4 ) location : tristan's apartment !

               this   wasn't   a   first   time   thing.   nevaeh   often   let   herself   in   tristan's   apartment   with   the   spare   he'd   given   her   and   made   herself   at   home.   whenever   things   got   too   difficult,   or   too   loud   and   nevaeh   had   nowhere   to   put   it,   she'd   go   to   tristan's.   whether   or   not   he   was   there   didn't   entirely   matter.   as   long   as   his   bathtub   was   available.   a   hot   bath,   fully   clothed   (   shoes   included   ),   and   her   favorite   dish   floating   in   front   of   her,   offered   a   certain   type   of   serene   she   couldn't   explain   and   tristan   never   asked   her   to.   ❝   what   if   gordon   ramsey   can't   actually   cook   ?   ❞   she   offered   as   a   greeting   as   tristan   walked   in.   even   with   the   lights   off,   only   her   phone   flashlight   illuminating   the   tub   so   she   could   see   her   food,   it   was   a   sight   he   should   be   use   to   seeing.   ❝   what   if   he   just   gaslit   everybody   into   thinking   that   he's   like   this   grade   a   chef   by   being   really   mean,   when   really   he's   subpar   at   best   ?   ❞

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status : closed / ( @stereotypcs ) location : nate's place !

               being   sneaky   wasn't   something   nevaeh   was   any   good   at.   she   was   a   terrible   liar   and   cracked   easily   under   pressure.   all   it   took   was   one   suspicious   glance   and   she   was   sharing   the   very   thing   she   meant   to   keep   to   herself.   she'd   risk   it   all   for   cassie   though.   the   little   pup   had   a   special   place   in   her   heart,   one   look   at   her   little   face   and   a   little   whine   later   and   nevaeh   was   sneaking   into   nate's   treat   stash   as   he   busied   himself   in   the   kitchen.   she'd   just   finished   giving   cassie   her   third   treat   when   she   heard   him   shuffling.   with   the   pup   still   chewing,   she   knew   her   gig   would   be   found   out   if   he   walked   into   the   living   room   at   that   moment   so   she   sprung   up.   nevaeh   was   able   to   catch   him   just   as   he   was   about   to   leave   the   kitchen   and   quickly   reached   up   to   rest   her   palms   on   his   shoulders.   ❝   you   grabbed   those   drinks   so   fast   !   ❞   she   explained,   a   small   laugh   at   nothing   leaving   her   lips.   ❝   you   know   mwhat   i'm   really   craving   though   ?   one   of   those   mug   cakes   y'know   ?   let's   go   back   into   the   kitchen   and   make   those...━━━━   or   some   fruit,   do   you   have   a   watermelon   i   could   cut   up   ?   a   mango   ?   ━━━   let's   just   go   back   to   the   kitchen   and   have   a   look   together.   ❞

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status : closed / ( @endpapcrs ) location : her parents recording studio !

               whether   it   was   divine   intervention   (   unlikely   )   or   the   universe   playing   a   sick   joke   (   most   likely   ),   nevaeh   had   sebastián   in   her   sights   again.   it   was   no   secret   that   he   was   well   acquainted   around   the   james'   studio   (   it's   where   they   had   met   after   all,   where   late   night   writing   sessions   turned   into   early   breakfasts   and   slow   walks   home   ),   but   she'd   been   too   wrapped   up   in   her   own   nerves   about   seeing   her   parents   to   think   of   the   possibility   that   she'd   see   him   too.   after   (   unintentionally   )   successfully   putting   a   dent   in   the   label's   pristine   image,   it   was   hard   for   nevaeh   to   muster   up   the   courage   to   step   foot   in   the   halls   that   had   once   been   a   second   home.   each   time   she   walked   through   the   doors   her   body   had   a   physical   response:   her   hands   would   become   sweaty,   her   chest   would   rise   and   fall   at   a   quicker   pace,   and   anything   in   her   peripheral   would   shake   with   a   threat   she   couldn't   see.   it   was   her   sister's   voice   that   pulled   her   out   of   it   a   reminder   to   breathe,   she   was   on   solid   ground,   that   she   didn't   have   to   worry   anymore.   seeing   sebastián   in   the   dark   of   the   recording   studio   lit   only   by   the   two   candles   she   held   in   her   hand,   was   an   entirely   different   reaction.                the   memories   came   in   senses:   the   kind   of   warmth   from   venice   suns   on   an   opened   gondola   along   her   cheeks,   her   nose   overtaken   by   the   smell   of   americanos   and   apriocot   cakes   from   la   vieille   france,   and   her   hands   tickled   with   the   ghosts   of   his   fingertips   dancing   along   her   palms   while   she   tried   to   pay   attention   to   another   of   nora's   tall   tales.   the   dark   of   the   room   could   almost   fall   away   if   it   weren't   for   the   hot   wax   dripping   down   the   side   of   the   candle   and   onto   her   hand.   she   jolted   back   to   reality   with   a   hiss   and   rushed   in   from   her   spot   frozen   at   the   door   to   set   the   candles   down   inside.   ❝   sorry,   sorry   !   hate   to   disturb.   a   power   outage   is   crazy,   huh   ?   ❞   it   was   deliberate   the   way   she   avoided   looking   at   him   again   as   she   pulled   more   candles   from   the   bag   she   brought   in   with   her   and   began   lighting.   ❝   it's   a   good   thing   those   investors   love   sending   out   candles   as   gifts,   we'd   be   lost   to   the   abyss   without   them   !   ❞   she   tried   to   laugh   but   it   came   out   weak   as   she   finally   got   to   the   mixing   board   in   front   of   him,   setting   a   single   candle   in   front   of   him   and   moving   slow   so   the   shake   in   her   hand   was   harder   to   see   as   she   lit   the   final   distraction.   ❝   it's   uh...━━━   it's   a   been   awhile,   seba.   ❞   voice   softened   as   her   throat   when   dry   and   she   took   a   step   back   to   give   him   his   space.   ❝   um...━━━   what...━━   i'm...━━   it's...━━   ❞   she   stopped   and   started   a   few   more   times   after   that   but   nothing   felt   right.   ❝   how've   you   been   ?   ❞   nevaeh   settled   on,   defeated   in   the   knowing   that   even   with   all   the   time   between   them   she   still   couldn't   muster   up   the   courage   to   speak   honestly   from   the   start.

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status : closed / ( @gemmajcmes ) location : gemma's place !

          there  wasn't  anywhere  nevaeh  felt  more  at  home  than  at  gemma's  side.  the  second  she's  walked  through  the  front  door  of  her  sister's  place,  she  had  made  herself  right  at  home.  it  wasn't  often  that  nevaeh  preferred  the  company  of  others  while  they  baked,  but  seeing  as  the  goods  were  more  of  a  bribe  than  a  treat,  she  needed  the  emotional  support.  ❝  do  you  think  this  is  enough  ?  ❞  on  the  counter  was  a  spread  big  enough  to  feed  a  party  of  seven.  an  array  of  vegan  scones  and  a  vegan  matcha  tiramisu  she  made  in  place  of  the  ice  cream  sage  loved  (  she  was  afraid  it  would  melt  in  the  journey  over  ).  ❝  i  don't  think  the  scones  are  flakey  enough...━━━  and  does  the  tiramisu  look  like  it  has  condensation  on  the  sides  already  ?  ❞  sage  was  the  latest  stop  in  her  '  sorry  i  vanished  for  nearly  two  years  '  apology  tour  and  arguably  the  most  difficult.  at  least  with  their  parents  she  knew  they'd  always  love  her  even  if  they  couldn't  say  they  were  exactly  proud  of  her.  but  sage  could  (  and  had  every  right  )  to  rescind  his  best  friendship  for  good.  she  had  to  get  it  right.  ❝  ugh  why  can't  everyone  just  be  as  easy  to  talk  to  as  you  are  ?  do  you  know  much  easier  my  life  would  be  if  the  world  was  just  a  bunch  of  gem  bugs  running  around.  ❞  nevaeh  concluded  her  lament  with  a  sigh,  head  resting  on  her  sister's  shoulder  as  she  looked  at  her  creations  with  uncertainty.  ❝  should  i  start  over  ?  ❞  there  was  a  moment  of  silence  that  passed  before  she  rose  to  her  full  height  again.  ❝  you're  right,  i  should  start  over.  yeah,  that's  what  i  gotta  do.  ❞

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