“Mom, Dad’s trying to change my name and I’m not sure how to deal with the troublesome old man.”
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“Mom, Dad’s trying to change my name and I’m not sure how to deal with the troublesome old man.”
32: Thoughts on material possessions in general?
(Hinata is very stubborn on certain things. She’s hyper protective of her plants, finding solace and comfort in their omnipresent behavior. That they listen to her and ‘care’ about her words.
Obviously her picture of her mother after Hinata was born and the copy of 'Gone With the Wind’ she bought- Chika’s favorite movie- provide her physical relief.
Beyond that, Hinata is rarely attached to material goods. They need a sentiment, an emotional attachment that allows her to make them special. Simply existing isn’t enough for her to justify material goods.
Doesn’t mean she dislikes her belongs, far from it. Hinata finds comfort in the affection her inanimate surroundings provide her: because they’re 'nice’ to her. Inanimate objects can’t hate or willingly hurt. And to her, that makes coats, couches, pillows, blankets- it makes them comforting.
Thank you for the ask though!! I hope you’re doing well!!)
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A small sweat bead rolled down the side of his round face. Should he even ask? Feminine brows furrowed slightly as the boy pondered on his thoughts for a few minutes. With anyone else, he was blunt & went straight to the point. If he was like that with his mom, well, he’d be hearing it from her. So, the young Nara exhaled a sigh, then asked as he rubbed the back of his neck. It was worth a try.
❝ Can I have my games back, mom? It’s been a week already. ❞
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Calm eyes glanced around the room, searching. For what, one may ask? He didn't know but he was sure that when he saw it, he would figure it out. And that's when he saw her. Her hair, so rich and yellow gold, was pulled back into a messy bun atop her head. The formfitting black dress she wore hugged each curve of her body, leaving nothing to the imagination. Minimal makeup decorated her sharp features, allowing most of her natural beauty the chance to shine through.
A smirk pulled at the edges of his lips as he watched her sway on the dance floor with who he assumed were some friends she had come with; the drink in her hand lapping at the edge and spilling slightly on her skin. She was beautiful, and pleasantly alluring; more alluring than any other woman he had seen around these parts for in quite some time.
"This should be interesting," he murmured to himself, folding one leg over the other as he continued to watch her taking occasional puffs the the cigarette between his lips.
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((Poor baby, are you okay?))
[yea! it hurt a lot more last night when i did it but now just my middle finger hurts and it's a little black and blue but i don't think anything's broken. i can still move my finger it's just really sore. thanks for asking tho bae! i should be fine in a few days]
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