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gonna drink bacardi like it's yo birthday [nancy's 20]
Twenty. Gods, Nancy could hardly believe it. She didn't expect to still be here for this day, truth be told. She knew the sort of life she lived, and the sorts of people she associated with. But against all odds, here she was. Twenty-years-old by Fagin's count, and as wonderful as that was...
It was odd. She'd been a teenager for so long, and now she was officially a twenty-something. An adult, for real this time, not like when she'd turned eighteen.
It didn't exactly help that Charley Bates had decided it was a great idea to call her 'old'. She'd hit the back of his head for that, refusing to consider herself old. She was still so young, at least in comparison to those she spent most of her time around, people that were centuries older than her.
This, of course, caused her some angst. She hadn't particularly wanted to celebrate her birthday. It wasn't anything to be glad about. She was, as she realized, three years physically older than Cooper. And that just felt... weird. She knew, mentally, he was far older than she was. And as he always said she was stuck with him until she was old and grey, but...
Would he still love her, then, she wanted to know? How weird would it be, an haggard old woman next to this cute seventeen-year-old kid. A chill ran up her spine when she thought about it, comparing the wretch that Fagin was to her hypothetical-old-woman-self.
If she lived that long.
Still, people want to celebrate with her. Eames, wonderful Eames, had surprised her with tickets to go see a show on the West End, and taken her out to an amazing restaurant. She'd even brought cake over to the boys', knowing a few of them had saved up to get her something. Or, likely, stole it. But she didn't reach out, not really. If you were lucky enough to know it was her birthday, however, she'd happily entertain any and all plans. There was no need to be rude, after all.
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Nancy's 20 aww yiss.
Uhm, this is an open post. A few starters in the comments. Want something specific? Please let me know!
It was odd. She'd been a teenager for so long, and now she was officially a twenty-something. An adult, for real this time, not like when she'd turned eighteen.
It didn't exactly help that Charley Bates had decided it was a great idea to call her 'old'. She'd hit the back of his head for that, refusing to consider herself old. She was still so young, at least in comparison to those she spent most of her time around, people that were centuries older than her.
This, of course, caused her some angst. She hadn't particularly wanted to celebrate her birthday. It wasn't anything to be glad about. She was, as she realized, three years physically older than Cooper. And that just felt... weird. She knew, mentally, he was far older than she was. And as he always said she was stuck with him until she was old and grey, but...
Would he still love her, then, she wanted to know? How weird would it be, an haggard old woman next to this cute seventeen-year-old kid. A chill ran up her spine when she thought about it, comparing the wretch that Fagin was to her hypothetical-old-woman-self.
If she lived that long.
Still, people want to celebrate with her. Eames, wonderful Eames, had surprised her with tickets to go see a show on the West End, and taken her out to an amazing restaurant. She'd even brought cake over to the boys', knowing a few of them had saved up to get her something. Or, likely, stole it. But she didn't reach out, not really. If you were lucky enough to know it was her birthday, however, she'd happily entertain any and all plans. There was no need to be rude, after all.
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Nancy's 20 aww yiss.
Uhm, this is an open post. A few starters in the comments. Want something specific? Please let me know!
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"So I submit my face to your... makeup skills." That was the plan, right?
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"Sounds perfect to me!"
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"So," she said as she began making her colour choices, "I bet Cooper gets you a present, despite your protests."
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It was still more for her than Fagin ever did.
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She goes to pour them each another drink.
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Still, she smiles wistfully. "I have no idea what you mean, to be honest." She'd been young when she'd gotten together with Bill. Far, far too young. But their relationship had never been a healthy one.
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"Well, I guess it's just a different type of love. Less complicated, maybe." Unless you were Stefan and Elena, of course. Everything had been complicated for them. "I did love Matt but it wasn't as deep an emotion as I felt in later relationships, when I was older and wiser. Oh, and a vampire, that definitely changed things too."
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Nancy nods. "Ah. Things with Bill... they weren't ever that complicated." In terms of their relationship, at its base. "I loved him, he loves me. It was always that way. Very... very deep. Raw, but when I was with him everything else was going to work out. Because we had each other. He needed me just as much as I needed him, and Fagin wouldn't be able to touch that. So maybe it's a high school love, I don't know. Never went to school or anything. But he's who I love and I knew that, no matter what happened." She takes a drink, fingers absentmindedly tracing a spot on her shoulder where he'd dug his nails into her. Between Fagin, Bill, and the vampires, she was heavily scarred.
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"That doesn't quite sound like high school love to me, at least not in the sense I meant it. How long were you together, if you don't mind me asking?"
General cw for talk of abuse
Re: General cw for talk of abuse
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"I like to think we would have been married by now."
Bill would never have gone for it.
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"So what happened?"
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"He bit the wrong person. He's in prison." Just for biting someone. Not related to his other various crimes, like murder, or theft. Funny, that that's what they'd get Bill Sikes for, of all things.
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She cringed slightly at the answer - she'd seen what a werewolf bite could do firsthand, though obviously it was different if the person getting bit was a vampire. "Wow, that sounds rough. How long ago was this?"
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She nods. "I was living with him at the time... Must have been three years ago?" Her timelines were fuzzy. Probably all the drinking. "But yeah- real rough." She drinks some more. Still, it had out an end to the violence.
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Three years ago would mean Nancy was only seventeen and ... Caroline quickly decides she doesn't want to do the rest of the math. "So, what do you think of this palette?" she asks, showing Nancy the make-up she's selected.
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