nina-delarosa:
“Yes, but it can wait a few minutes. Just gotta be back within the hour,” Nina informed her as they turned the corner.
“ okay, awesome thanks so much. I really need this job so hopefully, I don’t say something incredibly rude but knowing me that's highly likely.”
missrosalyngrace:
“The cutest.” I agree. “ And ya, it’s short for Munchkin because of his little legs.” I beam. Maybe I’ll actually make a friend. I notice she exhales the cigarette smoke away from me and munchkin. Awe, how nice. Either way, I’m going to be purchasing some very expensive air fresheners.
Inquisitive about her story, I usher her on, getting comfortable with the remnants of my now cool hot chocolate in hand.
“ Basically, in a nutshell, my parents think I’m a disgusting fag and my girlfriend had sex with a guy and only dated me as a stupid bet.” I angrily huff with my eyes teary.
missrosalyngrace:
“ Sorry if Nina was mean to you, she tends to do that sometimes.” I say, wanting to console her. “Oh, and by the way, I wouldn’t tell anybody either. Got no-one to tell, except for Munchie here, but he is much more interested in his little buddy over there.” I say gesturing towards the little kitten laying on his back playing with his toy mouse.
“Uhh…sure. Oh right! Your lighter.” I hop up, spilling a little of my hot-cocoa on myself, making me groan. Nonetheless, I go over to my kitchen and reach on my utmost tiptoes to grab the lighter I keep at the top of my fridge. Going over to the peculiar woman sitting on my beloved love seat, I extend my arm, offering up the lighter. “Well, if you’re going to tell me that story of yours, I think you’ll need this.”
“ He’s cute. Had him for long? Uh... does Munchie stand for something?
“ Awesome thanks.” I scoot to sit on one butt cheek to grab the pack of cigs out of my pocket. I take one out and place it between my lips. using the lighter I light it up and take a really long drag and blow it out away from Rosie and her kitty
I look downwards feeling angry about it. I cough to clear my throat. “ Now where to begin my beautiful story...”
nina-delarosa:
I’m wanting to take my sem’ya to the movies this week. They are both impatient and stubborn so I don’t want this to be a waste.
I haven't isn't it about a girl that's in love with water? Is it worth the watch? could I come with?
peyton-keating:
nina-delarosa:
It takes a long time for the Delarosa family to all get out of the door together. At around 4 she began helping Nathalia get ready, changing her out of her shirt with spaghetti stains on it and into a floral sweater. Nikolai is 9 and can get ready himself, but rarely chooses to. So with all that being said, they ended up leaving their apartment at five past five.
Nina grabbed both Nathalia and Nikolai’s hands, before she shut the door and jiggled the handle to make sure it was locked. She approached Rosie’s door but stopped before knocking. “Why aren’t you knocking? I can do it,” Nathalia squealed. “How about you knock on this door for me first, milaya moya,” Nina offered sweetly. Nathalia excitedly scurried over to the door beside them and obnoxiously pounded on the door. “Knock knock!” She proclaimed. I’m sure Rosie wouldn’t mind some extra company,’ She thought. They stood their together in a huddle as they waited for a response.
“ Dammit stop being chicken Pey. Just splash it on.” Standing in the mirror peyton glares aat her reflection. Specifically at the blood oozing cut on her shoulder. Snatching the bottle of rum she takes a sip. Not thinking about it anymore she splashes probably more than necessary onto the wound. “ Fucking hell.” She says through gritted teeth. “knock knock!” She faintly hears a voice say fading over the sound of her heart beating in her ears. “ One second!” Peyton thinks she yells. “ Shit gotta hurry.” She mumbles to herself. Grabbing the bandages she scrambles to wound around her arm till about mid bicep. She grabs the long sleeve shirt hanging off the mirror and pulls it over her head. She then adjusts the shirt to cover the make job bandaging. Jogging over to the front door she swings it open. “What do you wan-Oh hey, uh what’s up?” She looks to see Nina with two kids. Peyton crouches down twitching a little because it stretched her wound but she grits her teeth and did it anyway to be level with them. “ Hi, Nina.” she quickly glance at her. “ And who are these guys? what’re your names?”. Peyton looks to the kids to answer.
nina-delarosa:
Nina was confused, and now intrigued. What did she have to do at 6:30 in the morning? The intrigue immediately turned to frustration when she blew cigarette smoke in her face. She hesitated before she spoke. Breathe, Nina.
She fixes her hair. “What do you mean?” She spoke spitefully as Peyton continued to walk away.
I stop mid-stride. I just stand there my back towards. The heck is she doing? just yesterday she was disgusted with me and now she wants a conversation? “ I turn my head sideways. “ Two words. Job hunting.” I say with a little bit of a snarl.
I can’t believe that my lamp doesn't have batteries! I walk over to the apartment next door. Knock knock. I rap on the door. Then I wait.
That is fair. I like life. Life is good.
You need wings? I got you, flyman..flyboy. I’ll work on it. Send me the details. I’m firing up the engines as we speak. I’ll bring them safe and whole, Nik. That’s a promise.
But nah, no owing. Just say you’ll race me again sometime and we got a deal.
And congrats to all of you on the little one. Bet she’s a cutie.
Heard you may be in need of a pilot? Also in possible need of snacks? I come bearing both.
A lot of latter. Too much of the latter. Please take some. Give them to your boys too, yeah?
- @sgt-reaper
aye, talk to Nik.
nina-delarosa:
Nina got herself comfortable in the front seat, adjusting the mirrors and her chair. “Yeah, sure. And, I understand,” She reassured, although she really couldn’t help her judgements sometimes. “And no problem,”
She turned her head to the back. “You ready to go?”
“ Ready willing and able!” I two finger salute. “ Do you have anywhere to be?”
nina-delarosa:
“I can’t think of anywhere, no. But, there’s a pub not too far down and a grocery store. I would try there first,” She informed her, as they walk down the stairs and out of the residence.
If she was being honest, she was looking for someone to replace her current nanny. Not because she doesn’t like dear old Maggie, but she needed a more reliable person who wouldn’t drop dead at any second. “I never meant to offend you, so I’m sorry for that. I’m just not interested in same sex relationships, that’s all,” She was being honest - although she is a little more prejudiced than that sentence would lead on. She unlocked her scratched up, red car and motioned for Peyton to get inside.
“Could you take me to the pub first?- I’ll take what I can get. I’m not mad about you having your own opinions. That's fine, I have my own opinions too but when you judge me for my opinions that’s when I get upset. Don’t judge me and we’re good. Thanks for the ride, though. I would have had to walk for ages.” I see her wave her hand signaling for me to get in. I go to sit in the back.
nina-delarosa:
Nina was not expecting that kind of response. “If you were smart, you wouldn’t have fallen through the damn door in the first place,” But she was right, maybe she should help her. She didn’t want to make a horrible impression.
She sighed. “Would you like some help?” She said somewhat sarcastically.
I smile at her. “ I don’t appreciate the sass but thanks. I wasn’t expecting that.”
Cassie- Canadian girly- mid twenties- Occasional writer & avid reader - current obsession: BG3, Critical Role, and COD.(Old rp blog that’s now my main 🤷🏻♀️ and yes I’m also @sgt-reaper xD)
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