Nova Ryann

She doesn’t even know. He’s glad that he isn’t around that many people that does know how to cook. “How long does it take for the cake to cook?”

She sucks, okay? She shrugged, “Thirty to forty minutes.” She said in estimation.

“Okay.” He doesn’t know that!

She nodded, hearing the timer going off. It'd already been that long? "Can you get the cake from the oven?" She asked, grabbing an oven mit and gave it to him.

She doesn’t even know. He’s glad that he isn’t around that many people that does know how to cook. “How long does it take for the cake to cook?”

She sucks, okay? She shrugged, "Thirty to forty minutes." She said in estimation.

“There’s stuff on the wall.” He looked at the stuff. “What is it?” He doesn’t know anything about cooking. At all.

"Um... Cake mix I think." She said, nodding a bit. She then decided she might as well start cleaning the place. She grabbed a few bowls and such and put them in the sink, turning the water on to wash them.

He doesn’t know this. “Ahhh….” Now he wonders why she left the mess like this. “How did you make this big of a mess?”

"It's a thing about cooking, you make a mess." It's what she's heard. She went by a cook book to make the cake, and she sucks at cooking anyways.

“Why were you making a cake?”

"I am making a cake. It's in the oven." She said, slightly proud that she'd be able to make it this far and not burn down the house. "And, my son's birthday is tomorrow." She answered the question. She's glad she's allowed to see him on his birthday and such.

Zuric had walked in the kitchen and seen a huge mess in there. “What happened?” He asked out loud, not even sure if Nova is in here. He can’t see her at the moment. He laughed a bit because this is the first time he seen the kitchen this messy.

Nova heard him, wondering what he was talking about. Then she went into the kitchen, seeing the mess, and laughed a bit. "Oh. Um... I'm trying to make a cake. I'm failing." She said, rubbing the back of her neck.

Sam sighed heavily. Obviously he wasn’t getting anywhere with this girl. “‘Look,” he began, “you can lie to me and continue feeling like crap…or you can tell me the truth…and I can try to make you feel better.”

She laughed a bit, "First one works great." She said, nodding a bit.

Sam gave the girl a sad smile. He could tell she was still lying. “Tell me the truth,” he said gently, not believing her smile for a second.

"I am." She told him, trying to act normal. "I am perfectly fine."

Sam could tell when someone wasn’t alright. He’d spent enough time pretending to be alright when he wasn’t that he could tell when someone else was doing it. “No, you’re not,” he said softly, trying to be comforting. This girl was obviously afraid of him. He didn’t want to frighten her.

"I am. I swear." She told him in a normal, mono toned voice. She forced a smile onto her face for him.

Doctor Appointment {Nova and Zuric}

Only you, Zuric.

The doctor put the gel on Nova’s stomach, spreading it around. He then put the courser thing on her stomach and began to look at the baby. He explained where the head and body was. He also realized that they were able to know if the baby was a boy or a girl.

“She’s a girl.” He told the two, pointing out how he knows this. Mun sucks at this.

How the fuck did they know? He’s trying his best to not make a confused face and says nothing.

Okay... Girl... Got it. She nodded a bit, "Okay."

#NOVA COOPERATE >.>

// I gotta go, sadly.

Like if I owe or if you'd like me to make a starter~

See you later~

Sam walked into the room. He hadn’t expected anyone to be there to be honest, but it was clear that there was when he heard what sounded like a cup being thrown across the room. He jumped as he walked in and saw a girl muttering to herself and sounding rather upset. “A-Are you okay?” he asked, moving tentatively towards her.

She tensed lightly when she heard a male voice. She took a deep breath, nodding. "Yeah." She told him, her voice cracking. She quickly recollected herself, the fear from earlier still lingering. "I'm fine."

@the-survivor-elaina/ian-theman-somerhalder

the-survivor-elaina

“Thank you.” A proud smile spread across her face and only widened when asked if she had other children, “I do. I have two other adopted children and I’m actually 13 weeks pregnant right now.” She laughed lightly, still amazed by everything that was happening right now in her life, “What about you, dear? Any kiddos?”