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stauncherhearted) wrote in
undergrounds2016-11-19 10:30 pm
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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As usual, she tried not to think too much about the work that Nancy did here.
"Okay, so, what would you like to start with, birthday girl?"
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He'd even taken her off the streets, so to speak.
Her nose wrinkles at the name. "I'm going to need several more drinks if you're going to keep calling me that, to start. Maybe put in a movie and start with the facials?" That way they had background music, could get their faces all nice and primped, then do makeup, hair, and drink all the while. Perfect!
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Caroline giggled at the protest. "Okay, Nancy, whatever you want. It's your party, after all. So, I've got When Harry Met Sally, The Princess Bride, and Mean Girls. And, of course, everything on Netflix. What sounds goods?"
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Nancy makes a thoughtful noise. "Let's start with Mean Girls. I need to find out just how accurate an example of your high schools it is." Nancy had never been to school. When you don't legally exist, you don't have to deal with things like truancy officers.
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"I can only imagine." Vaguely she wonders if the ex is Stefan, but she knows better than to ask. "I don't think you're a mean girl."
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"So, what do you need from me, to make this whole thing easier?"
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"This is looking like a perfect birthday night so far."
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She brought the facial stuff over and placed it on the coffee table. "So, we have four different masks, all from Lush, the sweetest smelling store around. You can have your pick of Cup O'Coffee, Oatifix, BB Seaweed, or Mask of Magnaminty!"
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"Great." Caroline handed the container over to Nancy. "I think I'm going to go with Cup O'Coffee tonight. Might as well press play and we can get these on."
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"Wow this smells amazing," she coos, taking a bit out with her fingers. Using her phone as a mirror, she gingerly rubs some on her cheeks, then starts on the rest of her face.
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"And, ah, if you want it... I've got a bit of Canway lying around..." Probably not the best when she was basically on probation, but she was also a prostitute, so. You know.
Magic weed.
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"It's like that. But better, if you're interested." If she wasn't, no pressure.
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She was going to have such a long list of things to tell Bonnie about magic in London. Maybe it might even make up for what a crappy reception she'd given Bonnie, when her friend reappeared right after her mother's death.
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When she's done, she hands her the pipe and summons a small flame on the tip of her finger.
"You smoke it just like pot. I'll light for you."
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"nah, there's nothing wrong with coughing." Though, when she takes her hit, she manages to do it without coughing. Probably from the occasional cigarette.
"Take as much as you want, there's plenty more where that came from."
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"So, we need to leave the masks on for ten minutes. I have chips and popcorn, if you want a snack while we wait and watch and smoke." All these activities crammed into the same time period and she'd only been here a few minutes. Tonight was going to be epically great.
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