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fandomtownies2021-06-18 10:52 am
bookbeltof_love) wrote in fandomtownies2021-06-18 10:52 am
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The Bookbelt | Friday
You know who stress-cleaned? Nina. Though, really, even after a night of flinging herself into work it was still closer to angry cleaning than stress but, like, even that was preferable to dealing with how incredibly, breathtakingly hurt she was about—
Nina shook that thought away, scrubbing furiously at a desk chair that really didn’t need to be deep-cleaned the way she was treating it but that was fine, that was perfect, it was her shop so she made the rules and they couldn’t just, like, change on her without warning and--
She’d have to make her excuses to Professor Skywalker next week but, like, she wasn’t attending her class today because she didn’t want to deal with a teacher right about now in any capacity.
Besides, she was still grimly, stubbornly, going through everyone she knew and re-categorizing them based on if it would be appropriate or not to keep talking to them as if they were her friends.
Because apparently she had a lot less than she’d thought she’d had if it was so inappropriate for her to expect teachers to treat her like she was a friend.
The chair leg creaked alarmingly and Nina let it go before she broke it.
She knew she was being overdramatic. She knew she was probably over-exaggerating how world-endingly terrible this was.
But being angry was better than dealing with the hot, ugly tears that she kept having to fight off, especially now that she was over-tired from not sleeping on top of—everything else.
The Bookbelt is Closed.
[The store is closed, door is locked, but Nina will open the door if it’s knocked on and the post is totally open for calls or texts.]
Nina shook that thought away, scrubbing furiously at a desk chair that really didn’t need to be deep-cleaned the way she was treating it but that was fine, that was perfect, it was her shop so she made the rules and they couldn’t just, like, change on her without warning and--
She’d have to make her excuses to Professor Skywalker next week but, like, she wasn’t attending her class today because she didn’t want to deal with a teacher right about now in any capacity.
Besides, she was still grimly, stubbornly, going through everyone she knew and re-categorizing them based on if it would be appropriate or not to keep talking to them as if they were her friends.
Because apparently she had a lot less than she’d thought she’d had if it was so inappropriate for her to expect teachers to treat her like she was a friend.
The chair leg creaked alarmingly and Nina let it go before she broke it.
She knew she was being overdramatic. She knew she was probably over-exaggerating how world-endingly terrible this was.
But being angry was better than dealing with the hot, ugly tears that she kept having to fight off, especially now that she was over-tired from not sleeping on top of—everything else.
The Bookbelt is Closed.
[The store is closed, door is locked, but Nina will open the door if it’s knocked on and the post is totally open for calls or texts.]
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Nina! Three words!
Water. Park. SATURDAY!
U in?
Okay, technically the last part make it five words, but details, details.
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Nina abandoned her cleaning to squint at her phone.
Even with how she felt, there was really only one answer to that:
YYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
And then after the stream of excited emojis that she didn’t really feel right now, but knew were expected, Nina added:
Who’s coming?????????????
Yeah, no, anyone who even tried to tell her she couldn’t talk to her brother because he was a teacher would… would…
Well. She’d do something drastic.
And Iggy, like, well. If she avoided him then she could only imagine him saying that given how their various jobs and personal lives intersected how very inconvenient it would be if she never talked to him again...
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well the whole thing was for me and Sidon because a thing with this park is it has the biggest wave pool on the CONTINENT? So, like, yes please! But I have two more tickets, so I thought you and Noct could come, too! The Argentums and the Princes! We can totally play it off as a Very Important diplomatic affair in the partnership between Lucians and Zora! 😁😁😁
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lmaaaaaaaoooooo and Gladi and Igs trust us and Sidon to keep Noct safe?????????????
Best diplomatic mission ever!
I can even heal sunburn if mamahen and papa are worried about that!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
And, also, Noctis was pretty damn well protected between her, Prompto, and Sidon. Even if she knew the guys tended to not… quite… know what she could accomplish offensively.
Also, as it occurred to her:
I need a new swimsuit!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Because if Noctis was going, she needed to make an impression!
This was possibly the best distraction from—everything else ever—that could’ve happened.