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“why would i need to pocket it, e?? i’m like… a kardashian now“ the blonde snarked jokingly. although, a piece of herself even believed it. “seriously though, super rich. this is chump change.“ rolling her eyes again, she threw the wallet back where she found it.
"gee, you might be." she rolled her eyes again and crossed her arms over her chest. "when are you leaving again? soon i hope." honestly, eddie didnt care either way if quinn left or stayed. she couldnt be bothered.
mrcamwright:
As of late, Cam had been working double. Just to save up and make sure he had cash for whenever he or Lux needed anything. The only downside to that was needing people to watch his kid from time to time. As soon as he was free however, he was more than ready to have his daughter back to himself. Showing up at Eddie’s place, he rang the doorbell and waited just a moment. “Alright - cool.” He replied when she told him his daughter was asleep. Usually the kid didn’t sleep to long, so he could wait. “Thanks.” He spoke once more, coming in and shutting the door behind him.
Eddie smiled, shaking her head when he thanked her. "Don't mention it. She's an absolute joy." she said, shrugging her shoulders. "Are you hungry or anything? She insisted on saving her chicken nuggets for you, but I don't mind making something if you're up for it." She chuckled, offering him a small smile as she shrugged her shoulders.
cntrlsayler:
“i just wanna know who they are. i want them to be part of my life. i want them to know their grandchild. whether they raised me or not, i’m still their kid. they made me. they… they were druggies, so when i was born i was already going through withdrawals — and then i got to go home with my grandparents and they gave me to my birth parents… they tried. they only lasted two weeks, but they tried to take care of me. they left me in an apartment by myself and my neighbor heard me crying so she took care of me until the authorities came in and handled it… and my dads, they — they don’t want me to want anything to do with my birth parents because they might still be druggies, but i want to know for myself. i want to get to know them if they’re sober, i want to know if they changed, if they think about me, if they loved me at all… and that’s only something i can find out from them. if they’re on the right track, i want to know them and have them be part of mine and the baby’s lives. they made mistakes when they were young, but all of us make mistakes… i just want to know my family. i mean, what if i have little brothers and sisters? i wanna be part of their lives. but my dads don’t think i can handle it… i don’t wanna give him up for adoption. even with an open adoption, i wouldn’t be able to handle seeing my baby being raised by someone else knowing i’ll never be able to call him mine.”
"you have a right to know. your dads can't keep you from doing that. yes, they may be upset, but this is something you have to do for you, and if you don't, you'll always wonder what if? don't let anyone fault you for wanting to keep your child, okay? however, i disagree with your dad. you're a strong girl and i think you could handle it. it'll be disappointing if they haven't gotten their life together, but at least you know and you aren't left wondering. well, at least you have people in your corner. if need be, i'm always more than happy to help. in situations like this, you need all the people and support you can get because it won't be easy."
ronanhq:
“maybe one day, when i need a self-esteem boost.”
"you? need a self esteem boost? nah."
quinngj:
quinn had just gotten home from her six years of being missing in action. almost exactly six years after leaving without a trace. but only a couple of hours away from her ’business trip’ in boston. her pockets thousands heavier. she was never happier to ditch the pixie cut wig and would be thrilled to never hear the name ’trina vanburen’ again. however, walking down the familiar roads, her pointed red stilettos came toe to edge upon an abandoned wallet. picking it up, she rummaged through it, about to pocket the roughly two-hundred dollars in cash before she felt a presence. without looking up, her eyes basically rolled out of her head— “geez, you’d think there’d be some kinda identification in here—how do we return it to the owner??“ an innocent voice played on her lips.
hearing her sister's voice, eddie rolled her eyes and chuckled. "you were going to pocket that." she said, sternly. "i work with children, that innocent voice doesn't work."
cntrlsayler:
“most of my family’s pretty pissed off. about the baby, about me wanting to find my birth parents, about getting into so much trouble at school lately. it’s almost like i have to please everyone and not do what i want just because their feelings will get hurt. i just… i want them to understand that even though i’m still technically a child, i’m not a little girl anymore and i know how to take care of myself and what i can and can’t handle. everyone keeps telling me to give the baby up for adoption, but i can’t handle that. it sucks being adopted.”
"can i ask you a question? wanting to know your parents is it more of a you want to know where you came from thing or are you trying to have an actual parental-child relationship with them? like, move in with them, start calling them mom and dad, all that jazz. because if it's the latter, i can understand why your family would be upset, they've raised you, they've been there for you. you're a teenager. you're supposed to rebel and get into trouble. it's what teenagers do. you do you. yes, they might get hurt but if wanting to know who your parents are is really what you want, there is nothing wrong with that. but i think as your parents, they will always see you as their little girl. it's a parent thing. trust me, i know all about being adopted. but if you feel that you aren't ready right now or like it would be too much for you, you can give it up for adoption, but do an open adoption and by law, your child's adoptive parents have to let you see them unless somehow they can prove you would be dangerous to the child and you don't strike me as the type. either way, no one can fault you for whatever you decide to do."
eddie smiled, standing in the doorway of her bedroom as she watched lux sleep. she didn't usually do things like this but being around the young girl brought eddie such joy. hearing the doorbell, shr snapped out of her thoughts and went to open the front door. a smile graced her features seeing cam on the other side. "hey. come in. she's asleep but i don't know. you could just chill here for a bit if you want?"
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ronanhq:
“oh, god. remind me to stay away from there in case any of them try flirting with me.” he laughed.
she laughed, "you should come up for a day. you would make their life."
cntrlsayler:
“i guess so. it just hurts when the people you grew up with and around suddenly shun you just because you forgot to use protection… i’ve always been so good about keeping track of my ovulation, i must have like… read my calendar wrong or something.”
"in a situation like that you find out who your friends are. accidents happen. it doesn't make you some bad person or whatever. as long as you have friends and your family to back you, then you're good."
ronanhq:
“to be honest, i think a coffee shop is so cliche at this point that it’s actually a likely place.”
"it's such a movie cliche that some of my female students hope to meet their future husbands at the bean. It’s a mix of adorable and sad"
cntrlsayler:
“try telling that to the rest of society.”
"unfortunately, that's the world we live in. but it doesn't mean it's a bad thing. you've got a job right? and not to mention, you're trying to do right by them. that's a good first step. everyone else, if they aren't your family, can step off."
cntrlsayler:
“so like… all of it, all of it or just… parts of it?”
"all of it..t's not a bad thing you know."
cntrlsayler:
sayler let out a small breath, writing in a notebook. she’d been sitting on her front porch steps making a list of things she would need later, but it was stressing her out more than anything. “fuck, you’re gonna be expensive,” she said out loud. “you know that convertible crib i’m gonna get you? two hundred and fifty bucks. i knew you were gonna be expensive, but i didn’t expect this. and that’s just one stupid thing, i still got like a million other things to get before i’m even half ready for you. not even to mention your daddy, he’s probably as nervous as i am…” her voice trailed when she noticed someone in front of her and her heart almost skipped a beat. “…how much of that did you hear?”
eddie, for some unknown reason decided to walk home from the store, and it wasn't one of her smarter choices. hearing sayler's question, she stopped and shrugged her shoulders, "i don't know..all of it?"
ronanhq:
“y’know, i always read shit about people meeting the love of their life at a coffee shop or starbucks or whatever, but i only ever see middle-aged women in yoga pants or ten year olds on their phones. i don’t get how anyone meets their soul mate in that kinda place.”
"i never understood that either but they also say you meet the love of your life in the least likeliest of places."
frankiewilscn:
“oh, that’s not bad at all.” she laughed. “perfect, i’ll keep that in mind. edible is just my type. how do you feel about mexican? they have steak and enchiladas.”
"if you wanna grab a staple puller they're in my desk drawer," she replied with a smirk. "i will never turn down mexican, you goof."
frankiewilscn:
“i’m positive. how much work even is it?” she laughed softly. “what kind of food are you in the mood for?”
"um..with both of us it could maybe take about 45 minutes, maybe an hour." she scrunched up her nose. "honestly? anything. steak, enchiladas. anything edible."
