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[nicholas-chastain]

It’s a date?

It had been impulsive. But then, nearly everything Nic did was on impulse. Perhaps his mind could skip a few steps ahead, every once and a while, but he couldn’t often hold on to the conclusions he came to, or really apply them. He just; sort of vaguely felt around for how he thought the future would go if he made this or that choice, and he followed his gut. With this, however, he hadn’t even paused to consider that much. He’d just. Asked her. On a date. 

It had nothing to do with Nate. Nothing at all. 

“So, how will this go?” Nic asked, reaching out with one hand when Sofiya reached him so that he could use one many-ringed hand to tuck a strand of her blonde hair behind her ear. “Did you look at your cards, or your crystal ball, to find out?”

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[fawley-en-face]

Family Dinner

“I come bearing- oh. You’re not Emmeline.”

Henry blinked at the young blonde woman in the doorway, who was absolutely certainly not Emmeline Vance mom. She was pretty, in a pixie-whisp sort of way, except that Henry was fairly sure Emmeline was still dating Maura Mulciber? Who, granted, was in Germany, but as far as he knew they were still steady. Emmeline wasn’t cheating, was she? No, unthinkable.

So who was this stranger? And, more importantly; was she single. 

“I- I brought wine,” he said, after a moment of startled silence. There was a bottle in his hand as a dinner gift, since Henry knew better than to even attempt to cook and bring a dish himself. 

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