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ft. jasper !

It was hard for the brunet to hold himself back; his brows kinked up immediately from the other’s remark, a scoff forced to be heard for him to make a convincing retortion. “Do I?” He questioned, feigning his doubt with the help of his narrowed eyes, though the reflection his hues seems to be showing held a spark of interest; a kind of entertainment he was personally looking forward to. It was as if a bell has rung inside his head, starting a match with the girl on the other side of the ring. “You can’t do that,” Jasper shook his head as he extended his point. “You can’t just show me the key to a locked door and expect me to watch you walk away with it. Unlock the damn door,” he almost commanded, speaking in metaphors and playing riddles in his head. “God’s got quite a lot of people to take care of. Surely his hands are tied. He’s occupied for the time being, so come on – “ he placed his guitar besides him before sitting himself up; both arms now placed on the table as he leaned forward. “Enlighten me.”

nadia’s heart raced with a certain giddiness, their game of cat and mouse never failing to get her riled up. she wanted to give in; wanted to leave behind her musings of god and the roads she paved that led to no where. but nadia was far too stubborn and far too self-righteous to give it to let him have her that easily. as jasper stood up, nadia did as well, a smirk reminiscent of a snake on her face. she strutted out of the diner, purposefully not taking his hand or doing anything to make it seem like she wanted him to follow her. but nadia knew as well as jasper himself that he would follow her. she led him down a hallway, making sure to sway her hips a bit more than usual.

#* ✰. — conversation ❞#ft. jasper

ft. jasper !

Jasper had been occupying the back booth of Danny’s Diner for the last two hours; spending his current free time laying on the red coloured cushion with both legs stretched out in front of him. His current company was none other than his beautiful acoustic guitar; his fingers finding itself familiar with the placement as he plucked and strummed certain chords; his lips quietly humming the tune he played that was previously stuck in his head. However, all that seemed to have stopped the second Nadia graced him with her presence. “It’s always such a pleasure to see you sugar,” Jasper greeted with furrowed brows, a small amused smirk growing on his features. “Ah yes, please join us – there’s always room for more.” His tone dripped with sarcasm at the other’s self-invitation – though it’s not like he wasn’t happy to see her. He chuckled at her complaint before shaking his head; his fingers resuming back to the tune. “I’m curious. Does that mouth do anything else other than whine?”

nadia pouted at jasper, resting her head on her hands. ❝oh, don’t be rude. you love me.❞ she chided at him, tutting afterwards in a shameful manner. at his last comment however, nadia’s grin stretched into a smirk. her eyes grew wide and innocent, eyelashes batting at jasper. ❝it does a lot of things, darlin’. some of them i can’t say, though. god is watchin’ me, you see.❞ she explained, nodding to emphasize her statement.

#* ✰. — conversation ❞#ft. jasper #NADIA OGUHGUHSG #shes wild

ft. jaxon !

“Sorry,” Jaxon shrugged, hearing he’d startled Nadia. “I mean that song was damn good. I didn’t know you could sing? Why’ve you been hiding that talent?” He questioned. He sat himself down beside her, curiosity being the driving force behind his actions. He’d gotten to know Nadia pretty well through his frequent breakfasts at the diner but he hadn’t known that about her.

nadia chuckled, cheeks blushing as a sudden modesty washed over her. it was unlike her to be modest as nadia grew up knowing she was a star. but, with jaxon’s music background it felt almost obligatory. ❝it’s not a secret, jax. i go to berklee college of music in boston. i’ve been singin’ gospel hymns and jazz ever since i could talk.❞ she played a couple chords on the piano absentmindedly as he sat next to her.❝my mom taught me how to play... she would make me sit at the grand piano we had in the living room every day for at least an hour.❞

#* ✰. — conversation ❞#ft. jaxon #she called him jax

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ft. tommy !

pushing himself forward, tommy sat on the edge of his seat, his lanky arms rested on his knees as he listened intently to nadia’s small sweet rant. “ y’know what, lil’ darling ? i say you call off of work tomorrow and just relax. watch a movie, go for a swim – you work way too hard for your own damn good, y’know that ?? ”

nadia’s frown stretched into a smile, her eyes warm with admiration for tommy. he had become a dropping ground for nadia’s mundane troubles, and he took it like a champ. her hand reached out and grasped tommy’s own, her head tilting to the side. ❝do you wanna join me ?? i’ve been wanting to watch the new thor movie and i heard it’s playing in the cinema.❞ nadia wiggled her brows, emphasizing her dire need of his company.

#* ✰. — conversation ❞#ft. tommy #ok but they're so cute

ft. ariel !

once the subject was changed and nadia began to discuss ariel’s eating habits, she rolled her eyes playfully, still looking through the menu. “listen, salads are a blessing put on this earth. of course i sometimes am in a salad mood.” she said as she stuck her tongue playfully out at her best friend, then looked back down at the menu. “yeah, i’ll probably just order the bacon cheeseburger again.” she said with a shrug, now setting the menu down.

nadia looked at ariel with an admiration as the other continued to joke. she found herself ( a little more often than usual ) thanking a god she barely believed in for ariel. nadia grew up vying for a sister or even a brother or any sort of familiar bond that outstretched that of her parents’. ariel was an answer to that silent prayer. setting down the menu, nadia nodded. ❝bacon cheeseburger, with garlic fries.❞ she added.

#* ✰. — conversation ❞#ft. ariel

ft. magenta !

there’s confusion riding her features, but slowly, with a pace of a snail, does it turn to bitterness. she does not care for nadia’s story, nor her troubles and to say that she was some extra bitter bitch was an understatement. she hacks out a laugh, which was brash and angry. “cool story, nadia. now can you do me the favor of fucking the fuck right off ?“ she adds a mean smile for extra measure.

nadia smiles sweetly; the kind of southern-sweet-tea sweet that rots your teeth. she knows she is unwanted there and she knows why, but the stubborn nature is etched in her bones glues her to the seat. she doesn’t blame magenta, nor is she mad with her, but that greater portion of nadia is stomped down by the smaller portion that was taught to fight back. ❝i don’t know, magenta-clarissa knox. call me selfish, but i don’t like doin’ favors all that much.❞

#* ✰. — conversation ❞#ft. magenta #ok but nadia will pull out the claws

ft. ariel !

ariel repeated nadia’s actions, collapsing into the booth seat across from her as well, now chuckling to herself as she listened to nadia’s story. once she heard that she crashed onto a housekeeping cart, ariel couldn’t help but laugh a bit louder now, covering her mouth in attempting to stop herself from continuing. “i’m sorry for laughing, but imagining someone as graceful as yourself crashing into a housekeeping cart is the funniest shit i’ve heard all day.” she said as she quieted down, now looking through the menu in front of the two.

nadia pouted for a moment before joining in on ariel’s fit of laughter. ❝it was terrible !! that just goes to show you how frazzled i was.❞ as nadia calmed down, she looked over the menu for danny’s diner as if she didn’t already know the menu like the back of her hand. ❝i’m a salad mood... who is ever in a salad mood ?? you, probably.❞ nadia mused, eyes peering at ariel over the menu.

#* ✰. — conversation ❞#ft. ariel #ALSO NADIA WORKS AT DANNY'S DINER NOW #LMAO

ft. jaxon !

A voice floated into Jaxon’s ears, leading him away from the deck he was lounging on with Bosco. He was enchanted, drawn to the source without even thinking about it. He had been recovering from a long shift at Loco the previous night, not expecting to be disturbed. He tip-toed forward until he finally discovered whose voice that was.

“Nadia?”

nadia flinched at the call of her name. she was certain she was in there alone, but the voice that called out for her proved her wrong. her head swiveled around, a sigh escaping her lips in a whisper. ❝god, you scared the daylights outta me, jaxon.❞ she laughed, suddenly becoming embarrassed of her mini jam session. ❝if i knew i had company i would have pulled out turkish march.❞

#* ✰. — conversation ❞#ft. jaxon

ft. jourdan !

jourdan sat on one of the dozens of chaises located just outside of the kids’ playhouse, an obnoxiously large stuffed bear placed in her lap. she watched carefully as a couple of kids splashed about in the kiddy pool. one of them, a tiny blonde girl by the name of sophia, had insisted that her bear come along to ‘sun bathe’. her job was to play along, so she did, and she did it with a smile as she had only five more minutes before her shift came to an end. “is he getting enough sun?” the girl called from the water; jourdan grinned and nodded. “he’s loving it, soph,” she replied before a shadow blocked out the sun. glancing up, she grinned once more, leaning forward on the stuffed animal, “you know, you’re kind of getting in the way of ted’s tan time. it is incredibly important to him, and honestly he gets hella grumpy when he doesn’t get enough sun.”

nadia chortled, head tilting to the side. her heart-shaped sunglasses teetered on the bridge of her nose and her straw sun hat rested perfectly on the crown of her head. ❝i do apologize, mr. ted.❞ nadia chimed out, moving out of the way of the bear and into a chaise adjacent to jourdan. nadia was off for the rest of the day and she planned on spending it on the deck and basking in the sun; jourdan being there just happened to be a plus. ❝when are you off ?? let’s go do somethin’, my days have been draggin’ on i tell you.❞ nadia pretended to snore for a moment then rested her head on the back of the chaise.

#* ✰. — conversation ❞#ft. jourdan

nadia collapsed into a back booth of danny’s diner, sinking into the seat across from someone who more than likely didn’t care to hear about her troubles. ❝lord above―some people are just meaner than snakes. my boss has me runnin’ all over hell’s half acre and on top of that, i was so busy runnin’ my legs off i crashed into a housekeeping cart.❞ nadia sighed, hands rubbing at her temples and a deep frown on her face.

#sunny:start #this lowkey sucks rip #i probably won't write her accent into everything but she uses so much slang I NEED TO OK

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nadia’s fingers started playing the chords slowly, muscle memory from years of her hands being slapped for not playing like she was holding a bubble or using the wrong chord structure. the chords rung out in the empty room and rippled through the rows of chairs. nadia imagined people in those chairs, waiting for her voice to drop the first note. at the tap of middle c nadia’s voice hummed out in a low purr: ❝i don’t wanna shower... even if i stink. ‘cause i don’t wanna wash you off, wash you off my skin...❞ her hands walked up the keys as the song progressed, her voice building to a crescendo, ❝no i can’t love nobody like i love myself... like i love myself, only you... and no one’s ever touched me like i touch myself, no nobody else... only you... only you.❞

#* ✰. — conversation ❞#ft. jaxon #this gif has nuthin to do w the thread but oH WELL #and this lowkey sucks but i mean