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Daria had been pushing herself into her work. Designing her own pieces of fashion and working hard at her job, it had been easy to throw herself into such work. She had been doing that for a good few years now. She had hardly even spoken to Scar since he went to pick Roo up. She needed the break, she needed her head to be clear.

But it still didn’t stop her from picking up the phone the second he text. Glancing over the screen this time, Daria raised an eyebrow.

{text: Charles} I’m doing work, what do you have planned?

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DO YOU FEEL PRESSURE WITH SCAR HAVING A KID

“Why should I feel pressure? We are just friends. And Roo is a sweetie anyway, she knows what she wants.”

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DO YOU WANNA DATE HIM

“I’d rather not think about it right now.”

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Calling -> Charles

*ringing*

Daria: Pick uppppp

*ringing*

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Daria never really woke up with a headache after a long night drinking wine. Sometimes she would have a dull thudding in her skull, but that was easier to ignore. What wasn’t so easy to ignore was her texts to Scar the previous night. Her drunk selfie, the small argument she had with him before the drinking had begun. Daria groaned loudly as she covered her face with the pillow.

With her hair a matted mess, and her foot throbbing with ever step she took, Daria made her way up to Scar’s apartment with a clumsily written apology on a piece of paper. She shoved it under his door, and went back to her own apartment. She refused to text him again, that would just be bad news.

So she got back to her apartment, and ran herself a massive bath. She filled it with rose petals, and of course foamy bubbles. Unrobing and dropping herself in, Daria tied her hair up in a bun and put on Desperate Housewives for background noise. Closing her eyes and relaxing into the bath, Daria decided this was exactly what she needed after the past few days.

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Text || Charlie

Daria: you seen that advert for that obvious knock off movie of fault in our stars?

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Breadcrumbs || S+D

Daria had gotten up from her table pretty quickly after she received the text. She wasn’t even sure what to expect, not really. Except to follow the fucking breadcrumbs. She found the path pretty easy, and at first she just stood there. Staring down at the obvious line of crumbs, Daria took a deep breath. Part of her wanted to text him back and just tell him to forget it. But she couldn’t. She just… couldn’t. And she hated that feeling.

“For fucks sake.” She muttered as she stomped along the path. She rounded a few corners, and saw him behind a brick wall. Her eyes instantly rolled as she walked over there. “You gonna ask if anyone saw me?” Daria scoffed as she tilted her head at him.

[elsadell]

Text: Charlie

Elsa: what's the problem with Taran please explain