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Post by Firecracker on Nov 4, 2011 18:52:18 GMT -5
Well, here it was, the moment that Firecracker had been dreading ever since Nevada had started asking about it. She was going to meet Nevada's family. Nervously, she started to wring her hands together as she approached the door to her friend's apartment and she already wanted to leave. After all, Nevada didn't really know she was coming! She could easily turn around and run away as fast as she could and the other girl would have no idea it had happened.
Quickly, she shook her head. Running was what got her into trouble to begin with. "No more running," she said to herself and, taking in a deep breath, she knocked on Nevada's door.
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Post by tshamien on Nov 4, 2011 22:07:55 GMT -5
"Whoa whoa!" Tristan yelled as Mikey went charging for the door, toddling his way like a rapidly running turtle. He scooped him up with one arm. His son wriggled like a floundering fish in his arm.
Tristan hoisted the boy up onto his hip and shot him a look. Mikey sucked on his bottom lip and curled up against his dad.
"Thought so," He said and then opened the door. Tristan blinked. "Can I help you?"
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Post by Firecracker on Nov 4, 2011 22:24:12 GMT -5
Fire looked up at the man towering above her and her face went white. That's him... She chewed nervously on her lower lip as she struggled to find her voice. Maybe this WAS a bad idea, after all.
"Is Nevada home?"
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Post by tshamien on Nov 4, 2011 22:44:05 GMT -5
"Yeah," Tristan said and raised a brow at her. "Who the hell are you?" He asked her right out. Mikey was of course just waving at her.
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Post by Firecracker on Nov 4, 2011 22:52:51 GMT -5
"A friend," Fire replied, a nervous lump growing in her throat. Maybe she should just turn around and leave, act like this never happened. That could work, right? She looked away, her hands wringing nervously. "I'm sorry if this is a bad time... Could you just tell her that Felicia came by?"
Good going, Fire, give away the fact that you were here! She wasn't even sure if Nevada remembered her real name or not, but it seemed a lot less strange than introducing herself by a nickname.
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Post by tshamien on Nov 4, 2011 22:55:07 GMT -5
"Nevada! There's a redhead named Felicia at the door for you," He called and opened up the door. He knew he'd scared the piss out of her the minute he opened the door. He usually got that reaction from people.
"Well?"
"Hi hi hi!" Mikey said to her.
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Post by NevadaShamien on Nov 4, 2011 22:55:54 GMT -5
Nevada heard a voice coming from the door and furrowed her brows. Who on earth would be here? it didn't sound like Rae. She finished cleaning Lucy up and walked towards the door, Lucy snug on her hip.
"FIRECRACKER!" She said excitedly, "You really came!" She said, gesturing for her to step in the door so Tristan could close it.
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Post by tshamien on Nov 4, 2011 22:59:51 GMT -5
Tristan shut the door behind them and set Mikey down on the floor. "You try running again and I'm locking you in the bathroom," He said to Mikey. His son just looked back at him and toddled into the living room.
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Post by Firecracker on Nov 4, 2011 23:01:45 GMT -5
Fire's shoulders fell the second she heard Nevada's voice. Great, there goes just walking away from this entire situation. She smiled politely at the little boy, "Hi there!" If she knew anything, it was to always make nice with the kids. Always.
"I... I said I would, didn't I?" She said to Nevada in reply before cautiously stepping inside. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you or anything beforehand, but I was in the area and I...." She paused and took in a slow, shaky breath.
Chewing on her lower lip, she pushed the hair out of her face and finally looked up at Tristan once more. "Thank you." Rule number two: always make nice with the husbands, no matter how nervous they make you.
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Post by tshamien on Nov 4, 2011 23:04:26 GMT -5
"No problem," he said. Where had this girl come from? He didn't remember Nevada ever talking about her before...and it wasn't everyday a random redhead showed up at your door.
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Post by NevadaShamien on Nov 4, 2011 23:05:27 GMT -5
"Fire, this is Lucy," She said, looking down at the redhead in her arms, "That, running around is Mikey and I believe you met my husband Tristan." She said, motioning towards the couches, "Have a seat!"
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Post by Firecracker on Nov 4, 2011 23:10:06 GMT -5
"I believe I have, yes," Fire responded, trying her best to smile despite the growing feeling of nervousness in her stomach. She sat down carefully on the edge of the couch and looked over at the baby girl in Nevada's arms.
"She's beautiful. Looks just like you."
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Post by NevadaShamien on Nov 5, 2011 8:56:04 GMT -5
Nevada grinned at Fire, 'thank you! Would you like to hold her?' she asked, holding Lucy out for her.
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Post by tshamien on Nov 5, 2011 9:13:12 GMT -5
Tristan leaned against the wall and looked down at Mikey who was tugging on his pant leg.
"Up?" He asked. Tristan smiled at him and hoisted him into the air.
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