me: maybe.. i do.. want to be in a relationship.. perhaps.. that would be.. nice.. possibly
me @ myself, immediately: what the fuck is this? a nicholas sparks novel? shut up

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me: maybe.. i do.. want to be in a relationship.. perhaps.. that would be.. nice.. possibly
me @ myself, immediately: what the fuck is this? a nicholas sparks novel? shut up
----- it was proving MUCH harder than originally expected, to settle in in another country, fenna learned. she didn’t exactly know how --- there wasn’t much of a language barrier, as her english was good, and the american culture was ( while very extra ) not extremely different from the dutch one. perhaps she was homesick, but she wasn’t sure; after all, the blonde was quite certain she had never been homesick before. still, as she walked through town and spotted a small park, she knew she should not complain ( and she did not, because while it was hard, it was also exciting & intriguing to be abroad ). as she sunk down on the grass, she opened her bag and searched for her sketchbook -- drawing was one of the few ways her mind could feel completely calm -- only to figure out that, probably due to her feeling so s c a t t e r b r a i n e d she had forgotten it.
“godsamme,” she cursed, before her eyes fell on a stranger ( almost all people were strangers there, though ) and she gathered her courage and asked, “weird question, but do you maybe have a spare piece of paper?”
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