Nadia stared at the woman who was curled up on Rufus' bed while she slept before looking up at Rufus. And frowned. "And what if Mom doesn't get better?"

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Nadia stared at the woman who was curled up on Rufus' bed while she slept before looking up at Rufus. And frowned. "And what if Mom doesn't get better?"
visitor.
Nadia was not exactly a popular person. So when she got a knock on her door, she assumed one of two things -- it was either one of the resistance members, coming to tell her something about their mission, or it was the police coming to take her away. Needless to say, she was pretty relieved when it was the former. And better yet, it was Talia. Nadia genuinely liked the cyborg, so getting to hang out with her was always good. “Hey. What’s up?” After a long moment, she realized that she was still standing and blocking the door. “Oh! Come in.” She looked around the house self-consciously. “Sorry, I ... wasn’t expecting company.” She had been sitting in front of the computer, so she hadn’t noticed how dark her house was outside the little circle of light. She flicked on the overhead light (startling her two sleeping cats on the couch) to reveal old take-out containers and old clothes piled high. Yeesh, maybe she should have left the light off.
Heehee.... Yes! Won another round of pom-party! Heehee.
She looked up at Rufus and everyone else in the room before going back to the game again. It was nice that he was awake, but... When were they going to meet Mom?!
Maybe when Juju came back...
"When is your brother coming back?!"
oh how surtr would R E L I S H in such offers: dancing around the burning sun because the momentary devastation would soon dwindle like the flames, awaiting whatever it’s chosen rebirth would be. admittedly, this was as close to optimistic as he’d find himself and enough to have brought him out of the shadows. “ are you another who wishes to grieve over what is lost ? ”, he speaks with a curiosity to his tone. eyes raising for a moment to read the other’s features. “ spare your woes; they’re fruitless and all buildings can be resurrected. ”
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14. Biceps
‘ --- I know they’re big, but you don’t have to kiss them. ‘ The boy chuckled.
any girls you think are interesting here so far?
Honesty Hour;;
‘ Well, Debbie’s one, but she’s kind of clingy--- And then Nadia... She was definitely interesting. ‘