---:: the firstborn ::---

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theotherslipper-ella:

The bell on the door rang and Cinderella’s voice sprang to action, “Welcome to Persephone Books! Let me know if I can help,” she didn’t even look up to see who had come in. 

Nick nodded as he strolled through the bays looking for a person and not a book. He felt like he was the only one there, aside from the clerk, and the glance down at his phone (no new messages) spoke volumes. “Hey, hi. So, uhm, have you seen another guy in here? Kinda looks like me but an ass?” Fingers tapped on the counter a little impatiently. 

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Focused on the paper he was reading while he strode through the quad, Nick bumped square into another individual. “Shit, sorry--.” He swore, bending down to pick up his scattered grade. The paper was not his best and his professor knew it but he couldn’t afford anymore fuckups to his major. “You okay?” He asked as he stood back up. 

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caroline-farroww:

Caroline sighed and took a seat beside them rather they wanted her there or not. “A baby possum screamed at me, and a baby squirrel got lost in my hair today… how was your day?” 

“I -- honestly, no where near as bad. Do I even want to know how a squirrel got lost in your hair?”

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rosierora:

“My aunts want me to come to Colorado for Spring Break, but I went there for Christmas,” Aurora said, looking up from her phone. “I don’t want to go there. It’s cold.”

“Do you ski or snowboard? I’ve wintered there a few times -- you’re right, it can be freezing.”