“Weren’t your uncles, too? I mean, I know you’ve got like a thousand more than I do, but.” Veronica’s tone was teasing as she shrugged. The dynamics of the Mikaelson family always seemed bizarre to her, but she wasn’t going to come right out and say that. “I make no such promises until I hear what it is, but I will do my best. Scout’s honor. What’s up?” She flashed a grin as she pulled out a piece of gum and unwrapped it. Even joking to the contrary, Ronnie still wouldn’t laugh. Not at anything Kiara had to say, at least not if it wasn’t embarrassing or something that was meant to be laughed at. With other people that wasn’t the case, but this was her best friend. “Sure,” she shrugged as she pulled her phone out of her pocket and unlocked it, turning it as she held it out. “One of these days, you’re gonna have to start keeping a charger in your car, Kie.”
❝ yeah, got a million. ❞ she shrugged, raised her eyebrows. many who were her uncles via marriage, and she still saw them as uncles. a soft chuckle left her lips. they were many in her family, she sometimes forgot who were her family because they were half of the population. kiara never understood why they must have so many children, but she loved to have her cousins and a huge family, it was always someone to talk to, you were barely alone ❝ okay, i never told you because i was a little afraid you would see me different or judge me. before i figured out the mysterious love life of kiara gerard, i had a crush on someone you know. very very well, who you grew up with. can you guess who then? i know he is super old but my whole head and heart was a mess then, and it was a long time ago so i don’t have a crush on this person anymore ❞ she wanted to leave the name up to ronnie, see if she could guess. maybe she wouldn’t react the way kie was afraid of. always thought it was scary to talk about emotions, especially past ones. she was this kind of person who tried to not see back in the past, she knew it could not be changed, therefore nothing to think much about ❝ after this day i will remember to have one. i used to, but it disappeared, i think or at home somewhere. i’m getting old, ronnie, my brain doesn’t work the same it used to ❞ a soft laugh escaped her throat.
