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Noah tilted her head in agreement and sat down at the table, grabbing the beer almost immediately and taking a sip. Every time she hung out with someone from high school’s past, she constantly felt like she had some weird spurt of deja vu because everything was so routine. How’s school? How’s work? It was all the same. “I am not girly,” Noah sputtered. It had been true that since graduation she had taken to dressing up more and was curling her hair more, but that was just New York in Noah’s opinion. Looking good was just a given. “But jeans just don’t cut it at clubs,” she said. “You know, if you ever get a break from all of this,” she motioned around them, taking another sip. “You should come up to New York. Winnie, too,” those were words she never expected to come out of her mouth, but if the two seemed to be sticking it out together, Noah assumed that Winnie would have to pop up at more things. “Of course, I always forget you’re like always here,” it wasn’t a jab, but knowing that Austin was a permanent face in Lima always shocked her. Maybe it was because she knew he should have been in Columbus or in one of those Northern towns where he could play hockey all year round. “She is a cute baby,” she agreed. Noah had seen photos of Cara and she was definitely the product of Winnie and Austin when it came to looks. “It’s so weird to think you’re a literal parent. Like, how do you do that? I can barely hold a baby, let alone care for one.”
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it might not have been a jab, but noah definitely had austin rolling his eyes. “sure, i’ll come visit you in another eighteen years.” he joked. a trip to new york didn’t sound bad, but with their current financial state, and due to the whole...parent thing, it wasn’t exactly in the cards for winnie and himself to head on out to visit. “kidding, but maybe. i gotta check with her and shit.” he leaned back into his seat, taking another sip of his beer. “but back to this taking winnie’s clothes...sounds kinda fucking girly.” he told her, then sipped his beer again. “i honestly don’t remember if they’re still in the closet or in a trash bag. she told me i had to do something with them, but i don’t remember what it was.” austin admitted, “we can go into our room in a little bit but for now? i’m planted right here.” he told noah, bringing the beer to his lips for a third time and rolling his eyes for a second, “why are you asking me how to parent?” he teased, “are you expecting?”