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nancy. ([personal profile] stauncherhearted) wrote in [community profile] 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.
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[personal profile] emotioneater 2016-12-09 02:37 am (UTC)(link)

Cooper has a big, goofy grin on his face when she pulls back from that kiss. "I should get you presents more often." Good thing Christmas is coming up. He can go to town and spoil her completely rotten.

His large fingers take a minute to work the small clasp, threading it through the chain and clipping it on. He turns her around so he can admire the view of the green jewelry against her pale skin. It compliments her red hair very well. "You look so beautiful." And here she was thinking she was five minutes away from grey hairs and wrinkled crow's feet.

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[personal profile] emotioneater 2016-12-13 02:58 pm (UTC)(link)

Cooper smiles at her again, pleased as punch that she's so thrilled with her gifts.

"So what's the plans for the rest of the day?" He knows her friends are probably planning her something, so he hadn't counted on having her for the whole day, unless she wanted him to tag along. Hopefully, she hadn't been planning to sit around and mope all day over being "old."

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[personal profile] emotioneater 2016-12-14 04:44 pm (UTC)(link)

Cooper runs his hands through her red hair, letting her scent wash over him. He listens to her plans with some satisfaction, glad that there's at least one other vampire he can trust with Nancy without having to get worried or jealous. Caroline's young, but she's proven to be a good sort thus far.

"I can think of a few things we can do." He toys with the tie of her robe, a impish sort of grin on his face. There was another reason he likes birthdays. Of course, any reason for sex is a good one in Cooper's mind.

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[personal profile] emotioneater 2016-12-15 07:22 pm (UTC)(link)

"Oh, I figure I should start at the top--" He gave her a brief kiss on the lips. "'N work my way down. Or start from the bottom 'n work my way to the top. Your choice, sweet-pea." Either way, he was going to be make sure it was long, sweet, and very good for Nancy. She didn't get enough of that in her life.