It's morning in the City. But it's the best morning, a saturday morning. The people of New York are enjoying their day while anticipating the excitement the night might hold. The Residents of the 212 are no different.

Some are working out, some are still sleeping, others have already begun their day hours ago. But they all will be getting ready for the Spring Festival being held in Central Park. There will be music, dancing, food, and fun.
As long as they don't expose themselves....

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"Someone looks mad this morning," Mason McKinnis acknowledged and took a swig of his beer. Yes, he was drinking beer first thing in the morning. It was better than his normal glass of spiked orange juice. See, improvement! Annabeth McKinnis only scowled as she closed her bedroom door, the heel of her sandals making a click-clack sound against the hardwood floors of the hallway. Once in between the entrance to the dining/kitchenette area and the living room, she awarded her brother with a probing glare, lips quirked to the side. Mason turned his attention back to the computer at that; she hadn't made a face such as that since they were ten and she got upset because he didn't tell her about the vision of their surprise birthday party.

"Let me see," Anna finally said. Mason didn't respond or twitch. She sighed this time and crossed her arms over her chest, leaning all of her weight to the left side of her body to let brother know she was serious. Inwardly, Mason cringed. "Let. Me. See." If you were to ask the hospital, they would tell you that Mason McKinnis was born at least four minutes earlier. If you asked everyone else, Anna was the oldest and it was more evident in the way he turned his head back in her direction to show the small bruise under his left eye. Anna sucked her teeth at that and without another word, strode into the kitchen.

Despite knowing that she was about to go to breakfast at Adrianna's apartment anyway, Anna poured the steaming vanilla-infused jasmine tea that she had been stewing while she dressed into her travel mug. Once the lid was secure and a sip of the tea suggested at least a dollop of honey, Anna turned back to her brother with a scathing look.

"Complain all you want, but you're a bloody fool if you think Ade isn't going to acknowledge that bruise and any other one you might have on your body for whatever reason that they may be there." Anna snapped, gripping her travel mug tight enough to remind herself that it was filled with something she loved and that she should not throwing piping hot liquid at people. They could actually hurt. "Go put on some conceler. I'm going to go see if Ade needs any more help with cooking."

That being said, Anna turned back to the kitchen to get the rest of her supplies. In response, Mason shut off his computer and quaffed the remainder of his beer, dumping the glass bottle in the recycling bin. Smirking at his sister (she actually didn't go off this morning!), he walked back towards the bathroom for her makeup with a "Love you too, sis!" over his shoulder. Anna rolled her eyes and pulled out the wet ingredients from the fridge and the dry ingredients from out of the oven. She hurried to mix all of the ingredients to form the batter of her chocolate-chip muffins and poured the batter into the large pan. Satisfied, she grabbed her travel mug, balanced the tray, and walked out of her apartment and towards the elevator.

A few moments later, she knocked on Adrianna's door.

"Ade, are you awake?"

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Adrianna always woke up early, ALWAYS. Even as a child she would wake up at 5'am and just sit and play with her toys. So it was no surprise that exactly 5'am she woke up, rolled out of her oh so comfy bed and began getting ready for the day
After a quick shower Ade headed to her closet in search of an outfit, but no just any outfit, no this had to be the outfit. She tried on everything from a lace mini dress, to a maxi skirt and crop top, to a long flowy tank and a pair of shorts. She finally settled on a white lace bustier with a pair of light blue shorts. It really was a bit much in her opinion. The outfit consisted of a lace bustier that rested just above her waist and a pair of shorts with daisy details that landed on her waist. She glanced in the mirror, biting her lip, as she contemplated if she could really let anybody see her in the outfit. She had always had a small waist and long legs but recently her cup size had increased noticeably.

She finally gave up and called Naomi on Skype. Her friends face popped up immediately. Naomi was one of those people that you could aspire to be but never really could get close. She was like Marilyn Monroe lonely, charismatic, confident, and absolutely gorgeous. "Darling I see your finally wearing that outfit, you look hot." She smiled at her before proceeding. "It's gorgeous but don't you think it's a bit much now that I've gained.. "She said before getting interrupted by Naomi."A fabulous Rack?! Ade I've been in the itty bitty titty committee my whole life so if you're looking to complain I'm not the one You look fabu by the way. Anyway I have to go jean's back" And with that her best human friend left her to go have sex with her French photographer boyfriend.

With that Ade slipped on a pair of boots and topped her hair, which she wore curly down to the small of her back with a crown of blue roses. Thurougly satisfied by her look she sliped on an aprron, figuring it would be less shocking for everyone to see her if she had an apron on top. About an hour later she had finished a large stack of waffles, a salad bowl full of eggs, a stack of fench toast, and fried chicken(because she personally loved chicken and waffles). She was aout to stat on the bacon and drinks when she heard a knock on her door.

She opened it to see Ricky standing there with a red hand and a cut lip. . "Ricky what happened?! "

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Living with Adrianna long enough will make you an early riser. Which explained why at five o'clock Ricky's feet hit the floor and he trudged to his bathroom. After a steaming hot shower he decided to go for a run. Running always helped clear his mind. he used to run with Rachel everyday when she was alive. Maybe it was the air whipping him in the face or maybe the pain helped him, whatever the case it felt a hell of a lot better than punching a wall.

"Ricky?" He could faintly hear a nasally voice say. He turned to see Angela Vascotti, a big breasted, tan, jersey girl he met at a party a month ago. Angela had serious issues like the fact that when they were on a date she felt so emotional that he could hear her yelling "love me" in her head and "I'll show daddy, i''ll show him another guy can love me and then he'll love me"
"Uh hey Angie". Angie responded by shoving herself onto him breast first. He sighed and shook his head [color=#C80032]"Ang sop"[color] He said forcefully removing himself from her and beginning to jog away. Angela looked at him like he slapped her. Finally a cruel smirk formed on her face as she said "Nobody gets away with treating me like that." And with that Angela's two bothers Danny and Tony showed up. And also why about fifteen minutes later Tony and Danny were on the ground and icky had a busted lip, bloody knuckles, and a purple bruise on her abdomen.

When he got back to the 212 he showered, changed into a decent outfit, and headed up to Adrianna's apartment. Right after the second knock the door swung open revealing a bright eyed Adrianna with flour on her left cheek, probably from scratching an itch on her nose. Her eyes widened substantially as she took him in. [b'"What happened?![/b] She exclaimed pulling him into the bohemian apartment. Right after she sat him down and handed him a lemonade there was another knock. Ricky got up and Answee d the door to see Annabeth and inwardly groaned knowing she would notice the bruising as well.

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Tanner kicked the quilt off his legs, letting the comparatively cool air wake him up. He gracelessly rolled out of the bed and glared at the alarm clock. It was a Saturday, so it hadn't rang out that morning, but to Tanner, the evil device was worthy of a glare every morning. Adrianna had invited them all to breakfast that morning and Tanner wasn't about to pass up the invitation. He wasn't even sure Ade would accept 'no' as an answer regardless of whether Tanner had prior arrangements or not.

Tanner padded through the apartment to the kitchen, flicking the power on the coffee machine. He might have been going to Adrianna's for breakfast, but he needed coffee to pull himself together. As he drank his coffee, Tanner thought about what was happening. Not for the first time, Tanner reflected on how different life in New York was compared to the reservation. If it wasn't for his psychometry, he probably would have embraced New York much quicker than he had, but he was learning to live with his gift and was adapting to the city. Tanner flicked the news channel on, letting the chatter of the news readers fill the apartment. Nothing much was happening in the world, not that Tanner minded. He was just glad the apartment wasn't deadly silent. He then realised that Ade had invited everyone to breakfast. Tanner smiled into the remnants of his coffee. That could be interesting. Tanner drained the last of his coffee and headed to the bathroom and grabbed a quick shower.

Tanner threw his clothes on, making sure he looked presentable. He didn't want to turn up to breakfast with everyone looking scruffy. He grabbed a beanie hat before deciding against the hat and leaving it on the side. Tanner turned back into the apartment and switched the TV off. Making sure everything was as it should be, Tanner locked the door to his apartment and headed upstairs to Ade's apartment. He gently rapped on the door to her apartment, each knock giving him a brief snapshot of who had already arrived. So far, just Ricky and Annabeth had arrived. Tanner could live with that and it meant that he wasn't responsible for waking Ade up. He stood back from the door, jamming his hands into his pockets, waiting for someone to come and open the door.

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When the door swung open to reveal Ricky, Annabeth nearly dropped both her mug and her tray. Not just because she didn't really expect him first thing in the morning and she hadn't prepared herself mentally for it, but because the first thing that caught her eye was the still swollen flesh of his lower lip and the faint bruise on his left cheek.

"What in the bloody hell happened to you?" Anna practically hissed and, balancing the tray of muffin batter in the crevice of her left arm, reached over with her right hand to brush her fingertips against the purplish flesh of his cheek. The vision came accidentally. Anna, of course, had not been ready. A blur of Ricky with another girl, waking up the next morning, and then two guys trying to jump him flashed into her mind before she forced herself to pull away with a gasp.

Frowning with an "For heaven's sake!" on her breath, Annabeth walked past Ricky to get through the door, squashing down the acidic taste of jealousy that seemed to fill her mouth before the stronger sense of concern filled her. She smiled tightly at Adrianna and hurried to set her tray on the already cluttered counter in the kitchen. With that out of her mind for the moment, Annabeth re-entered the living room with her two friends. She took a long sip of her tea while she fully eyed Ricky, biting the inside of her cheek to stop from criticizing him for taking on two guys like that. During her observation, she glanced down at his hands to see the bruising and God knew what other bruising he could have. Anna shook her head.

"Boys..." That came out on a sigh before she huffed. No, today was going to be a fun day. "Do you need some ice or Ibuprofen?"

Before that question could even be answered, a knock resounded on the door and Annabeth huffed, stomping over to the door to see Tanner. A quick smile flashed on her face.

"Good morning, love."

The alarm was blaring not far from the door of the other two on the second floor, however the resident had already been up and she had totally forgotten she had set it. "I hear ya, stupid alarm," a chia latte in one hand and a sketch book in the other she went back into her bedroom to turn it off. Juliana couldn't help feel like throwing the damn thing against the wall, however she knew that would probably be a big mistake. She looked impeccable, but she didn't want to over do it, usually her Saturdays were her relaxing days. She was still working on two big projects, as evident by the mess in the living room. The were samples everywhere of different materials, her sawing machine had already seen a workout during the week, and she decided to give it a rest at least for today.

Her phone rang, she picked it up and quirked an eyebrow at the caller, "Roxy, what has hell frozen over or something, what are you doing up this early." Roxana was a fellow model, Juliana confidence when she needed it and also her best competition. "What so you get to be the only early riser, well actually I haven't really gone to bed yet." Juliana rolled her eyes, Friday night was the party night, Saturday night was usually for dinner with the latest boyfriend, and Sunday was the hang out at home all day and recover for your busy week. "So you thought maybe you should wake me up or something, I got things to do, not that I all that excited to do them, but still things." "I am still meeting you for Monday, for lunch right, you promised me ten minutes to persuade you to go to Figi with me and do the SI shoot." Juliana sighed, "I thought it was Bora Bora, I think you are wasting your time, I have to much to do just to drop everything right now. That was the reason why I didn't go to the go-see."

Roxana had gone behind her back and showed the people Juliana's book. Juliana thought it highly unlikely that they would be interested especially because she had not shown up in person. She was completely shocked when she got the phone call yesterday afternoon.

"It will be fun in the sun and all that jazz" "Ok Velma (Chicago reference), I got to get back to the biscotti before it burns down the apartment building, that would make me so popular with the neighbors." She was kidding of course, she had already taken the biscotti out of the oven before her alarm went off. "Anyways, there are other mitigating circumstances, not that you are going to get those from me or anything." She bit her lip, hoping Roxana wouldn't push the issue, "Ok, ok I know when I am being dismissed, and I can see my apartment from here. So have a good day, I hope you do have a little fun."

The phone call ended and Juliana again sighed, "Fun...right."

She finished her basket of biscotti, the one thing she might know how to bake well; and traditionally it was as hard as a rock, but she liked it cookie-like. She made her three favorite flavors, cranberry and almond, a double chocolate, and a orange with creamy icing. After moving into the 212 she had tried to meet everyone, but her shyness was her worst enemy. She was glad when she met Rebekah the upstairs neighbor, someone who she shared many of the same interests with. Adrianna on the other hand...well she got the sense that Ade didn't like her so much, it having mostly to do with her profession she guessed. She pushed her hair out of her eyes, and finished the latte. The guys she simple tried to stay out of the way of, not that she wouldn't like to get to know anyone of them, but she had this thing, (call it fear, call it nuts), it mostly was for her own insanity she guessed.

"Well I just hope I am not the last one there," she mumbled to herself as she grabbed the rest of her things and walked out of the door, which she locked. She made it after Annabeth had opened the door again, right behind Tanner. She stopped kinda wondering if she should give Tanner a moment to speak, he was there first, and Annabeth most likely wasn't saying good morning to her yet. Again she bit her lip, put a smile on her face and waited.

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When the annoying beeping penetrated Miserys sleep at seven in the morning her first instinct was to roll over and go back to sleep but the knocking on her door got her up. Sliding out of her bed she stumbled to the door to her apartment and swung it open, "Well arnt you pretty in the morning sunshine?" Lance laughed walking right into the room like it was his, he hadnt gone to bed yet but he was still happy as could be. Plopping down on one of her, way to expensive antique chairs he peeked at his watch. "You have thirty minuets for a shower, ten minutes to blow dry your hair, ten minutes to get dressed, and ten minutes for make up. Then he will have five minutes to get to the pretty Adriannas." He listed as Misery squeaked and ran to her bathroom.

Taking the fastest shower in her life misery started to rapidly get ready, Lance was smiling as he walked in to her bathroom with a cup of coffee which she took on her way to her room. The glare she gave him as she rushed to her room told him she didnt find her predicament half as funny as he did. "I told you two hours, to wake me up two hours before he had to go! But no instead you decided to go spend the night with whatever hussy that was waiting for you! There is a reason I have to get up two hours before I have to leave!" She ranted, her soft voice carrying her apartment. Lance flinched and wondered if he could get out before he noticed but doubted it.

A frazzled Misery walked out of her room with ten minutes to spare, her hair was a mass of blond curls with the faintest of purple on the tips, and she wore a baggy tank and shorts. Simple make up covered her face, she was ready. Though not half as put together as normal she was ready. Lance didnt look any better though, he might be awake but his outfit was the same one he left the building in the afternoon before and it was obvious it had spent several hours crumpled on the floor before be srugged back on. A sigh fluttered through Misery's lips and she threw a mostly gray, black, and white plaid shirt and a white under shirt at him. "You look worse then me." She laughed at his offended face.

Walking together to Adrianna's Richard 'Lance' mumbled about he was always good looking. Nearing the door they could hear people inside and could see a few others making their way to Adrianna's room.

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Adrianna sighed in relief at the sight of Annabeth fussing at Ricky. She immidiately dropped what she was doing and enveloped her in a hug "Oh thank gosh you're here " She gushed "Fix him please" Ricky scowled at her "Not a dog Ade Ade scowled at him. She was about to return to getting the table ready when she heard the knock at the door. She was about to answer it but Annabeth did it for her, so she ran back into the kitchen. She peaked her head out the entrance of the kitchen only to see Tanner standing in the door.

A bright smile formed on her face when she saw Tanner. " Oh Tanner good you're here. I could use a extra pair of hands to help me carry the plates to the table." She hugged her arms to her chest, feeling suddenly bashful. She walked out of the kitchen and into the foyer where everyone was standing. Which is where she finally saw herself in a full length mirror. She had flour on her left cheek, her mass of brown curls was becoming frizzy because of the humidity in the kitchen and now she was red in the face. Though she wasn't sure if that was from the kitchen or Tanner.

Another glance in her doorway revealed Juliana, looking ridiculously beautiful as always. She self consciously tugged at the apron she was wearing but stopped herself knowing that icky and Annabeth caught on to that habit a long time ago. Juliana. " Oh hey Juliana you can just sit down or something I'll be ready to start soon." It wasn't that she didn't like Juliana specifically she just didn't like her attitude. I mean there she was all perfect and a natural guy magnet and she didn't even want it.

Moving at a ridiculously fast pace she sent Annabeth and Ricky to her bedroom and situated them with a first aid kit, an ice pack, and concealer. Then showed Taner to the kitchen to take the plates from the kitchen to the dining table, all while trying to not look like a bumbling idiot. She finished that in time to great a obviously intoxicated Zach and seat him and Juliana in the dining room. She then made sure to leave the front door open for everybody else. Before returning to the kitchen.

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Ricky watched as a obviously overstretched Adrianna flitted around the apartment with a distinct similarity to an angry tinkerbell. He ended up being sent to her room with Annabeth. Which in his opinion was a very dangerous situation. " Jesus, she really needs to chill out" He remarked as he leaned on Adrianna's dresser, keeping a safe distance from him and Annabeth. He examined the jar of concealer that Adrianna handed him skeptically. "So what? do I just smear this shit on me? "

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Tanner was slightly surprised when Annabeth opened the door instead of Ade. Tanner was no expert in reading people, but even he could tell Annabeth was slightly frazzled. He liked Annabeth, she was something of a surrogate older sister to Tanner. Tanner smiled warmly as Annabeth let him, "Morning to you too," he returned her greeting, holding the door open for Juliana, who had arrived just behind him. Juliana was almost too perfect, Tanner thought. She was a nice enough girl, but you would probably have to have nuclear levels of confidence to date her.

Tanner saw Arianna poke her head out from in the kitchen, an infectious smile on her face. Her face was covered in flour and her hair was starting to frizz, but he liked that. He liked Ade with her flaws and imperfections. "Oh, Tanner good you're here. I could use an extra pair of hands to help me carry the plates to the table."

Adrianna directed Juliana to the table, tugging at her apron. Sensing Adrianna's discomfort, Tanner offered Ade a reassuring smile before heading through to the kitchen while Ade played hostess at the front of house. Looking around the kitchen, Tanner noticed that the bacon had been opened but not cooked. Frowning, Tanner gathered the plates from the cupboard and placed them on the side. Turning to the pans, Tanner began placing the rashers into the pan, filling the kitchen with the glorious smell. No food smelled quite as good as bacon.

He heard Ade coming back into the kitchen and Tanner stood back from the pan, "I...uh, I figured I would start the bacon while you were busy," he took her appearance in again and a smile tugged at his lips, "You look great by the way," he said, remembering that Juliana was in the dining room, "I've never seen anyone pull off facial flour quite like you," he laughed, feeling at ease with just Ade in the room. Tanner cleared his throat, "But seriously, you look great," he finished, picking up the plates and taking them through to the front room. He nodded to Zachary who was sat with Juliana and placed a plate at each seat before heading back to the kitchen, "Do you need help with anything else?"

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Misery hand in hand with Lance walked threw the open door, her eyes were sleepy but a smile was still curving her lips as she took in everyone. "Anna! Is there coffee made? Richy Richy Lancy Boo didnt wake me up early enough so I only got one cup before having to rush up here." Misery pouted as she addressed her friend, she also called Lance by her ridiculous nick name for him which had his ears turning pink as he quickly left her side to find anyone else to talk too. Before Anna could see or reply to her Adrianna had ushered her and Ricky else where. A tiny frown creased the girls forehead but she simply wondered her way toward the kitchen, "Ade? Hunny, you really shouldn't have made so much food... If theres coffee some where I can help. I should send Lance to grab some of the jam I picked up from the farmers market." Misery had started out trying to be helpful with her little ramble but the lack of sleep and caffeine had sent her into a half asleep state and now she was simply mumbling to herself. Luck would have it she was leaning against the wall out of the way so at least everyone who was actually helping didnt have to try and move around her.

Lance had retreated to the table seating like he owned the place, legs up and a casual smirk on his handsome face. He wasnt paying attention to the world around him but his eyes did roam Julianna for a moment before falling away. She was beautiful but Lance wasnt one to dirty his home with messy antics. He may flirt all he want but he wasn't going to actually do anything. Listening he caught win of Misery's rambling and stood to go to her rescue.

Juliana smiled as she was ushered in and sat down at the table, well this was awkward, especially since it didn't look like Ade was done cooking. She hated sitting and having nothing to do, especially since everyone else looked like they were doing something, or attempting too in any case. The smell of bacon coming from the kitchen made her stomach growl. It was the one thing that made all the other models look at her weird, she actually liked to eat, and Saturday was her cheat day. Her diet would suffer greater with just breakfast, but she always could run an extra mile or go to the gym tomorrow, that was if she really cared.

She couldn't starve herself like some others did, the notion was just ridiculous to her. She got up from the table after she remember she had biscotti with her. She slipped into the kitchen, hopefully unnoticed, and put in where she could find a empty space. She heard voices and turned to see first Zachary, then Misery and Lance come into the apartment. So she was definitely not sitting down now, Zachary was the only guy who fascinated and scared her death. Not only did she think he was crazy, but he drank to much; yet he was nice to everyone, so at least he wasn't one of those mean drunks. The other one, she noticed him looking, but didn't think anything of it, she didn't remember if she had met him or not; or at least his name had escaped her for some reason. She was going to wait nearer the kitchen, and ask about maybe finished setting the table or something, when she noticed that Misery had sort of fallen asleep in the doorway. She saw Lance get up to help, and she turned to see if she could locate the coffee.

"I'll get it," she said as she located the coffee machine and poured a cup.

She didn't want Misery to drop it in her half asleep state so she handed it Lance as he got nearer. "Let me know if I can help with anything, like putting some silverware on the table or something." She was talking to the occupants of the kitchen at that moment, and she slipped out, but still didn't regain her seat at the table. Instead she was trying to make it look she was enjoying the view from the windows, oddly enough it was about the same view she had from her own windows so it wasn't like she was staring at anything new.

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Before another word could escape Anna's mouth, Adrianna ushered her and Ricky into her bedroom with the necessary equipment to fix the latter up. Mayday! Mayday! Mayday! The alarm in Annabeth's head went off almost immediately, but any complaint she might have had would have fallen on deaf ears because soon after, the door was closed. She turned back to Ricky just as he picked up the jar of concealer, scrutinizing it.

"So what? do I just smear this shit on me?" She couldn't help the small chuckle that came through despite the frown she wanted to have on her face.

"Not unless you want your new nickname to be Patches," she retorted before approaching him warily. At the door, Annabeth had forgotten that she had stepped over a very important line when she touched Ricky earlier and decided to let him decide if he was going to let her get any closer. "You have to blend it in to your skin. I can help...if you want."

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Once he heard the front door close (Anna had slammed it harder than she thought she did), Mason chuckled and hurried to smear the concealer she knowingly left in the bathroom on his bruise. As comforting as her concern was, it was unnecessary, especially given the fact that it was only one of his bruises that she saw. She didn't see what was underneath the shirt, which was a blessing. If Anna had seen any more than she already had, hell would have frozen over by now.

Chuckling at the thought, Mason put the jar away before shooting his sister a quick text that he would be downstairs soon enough. Cracking his neck on the way out, he checked over the apartment before shutting off the television, grabbing his keys and then grabbing his wallet. At the end of the day, no matter how protective Anna was over him, she couldn't complain about anything he did, even the one thing she didn't know. He brought in money for their apartment. That was the most important thing.

And the fact that he wasn't dying.

Yeah, that was important.

Satisfied, Mason made his way out the door and on his way to Adrianna's apartment. From outside, he could already hear someone fussing around and surmised that it probably was Adrianna flitting around like a mother hen. So, with an amused smirk, he walked through the open door, grinning widely at the other tenants who were already present.

"Hope you all didn't start the party without me,"

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EDIT: Obviously, didn't read the bottom of yourbunnyboo's last post clearly.

Ade was surprised to see Tanner standing in her kitchen making bacon. She couldn't even hold back the smile that was creeping onto her face. "I .... uh figured I would start the bacon while you were busy. You look great by the way" She vaguely heard and registered his comment about facial flour but her mind was elsewhere. If she was completely honest she would admit that she was daydreaming about what their life would be like if they were together. Currently she was imagining an adorable cooking date scene. She didn't snap back into attention when he picked up the plates. " I uh... Um thanks its.." She began, but stopped because he was already out of hearing range.

She bit her lip as she watched him carry the plates from the room to the dining room. She made sure he was totally in there before letting out the deep sigh that was building in her chest. " I uh no... um thanks" She said tucking a curl behind her ear. "You look really nice too" She blushed and let out a nervous giggle. "Sorry, I'm so awkward "

She walked over to the sink and splashed a little water on face, which didn't do any damage because the only makeup she was wearing was some water proof mascara. Adrianna wore makeup often but she didn't wear mass amounts of it. She took a towel off of her towel rack and wiped her face before proceeding to take off her apron. "So um I was thinking... at the festival you know they have um this... " She " " but she paused and took in a sharp breath as she suddenly remembered what she was wearing. Before she could stop herself she began to feel a deep blush creep up her face. Knowing her options are to try to not draw attention to it by continuing or explaining the outfit, she decided to just explain. " Um we're debuting a new line of festival sexy boho chic clothes" She looked at the floor "I mean it's not really suited for me i suppose "

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"Um we're debuting a new line of festival sexy boho chic clothes" Ade said, looking at the floor "I mean it's not really suited for me i suppose."

Tanner looked at the outfit Ade was wearing, trying not to let his gaze linger anywhere for too long. Tanner had never been much of a fashion expert, not like Ade, but he could see that she looked good. "Well, I have no idea what any if those words mean but I personally think you look great, amazing, you look amazing," beautiful, Tanner thought, grateful that Adrianna wasn't a telepath. Tanner gave a nervous laugh. Usually he was pretty confident around girls, around people in general, but that all seemed to go out of the window when he was alone with Ade. He stood back by the frying pan, flipping the bacon over. He looked over his shoulder at Ade, "It was definitely made for you Ade."

Tanner grabbed a plate and began transferring the bacon from the pan to the plate, "So how's the boutique doing anyway?" Tanner assumed they were doing well since they were unveiling a new line but he liked talking to Ade and it seemed as good a topic as any to talk about. He ignored the brief images of farmyards that skipped across his mind, focusing on the world before him. His control over his power wasn't perfect, but Tanner had noticed that he was getting better at choosing what he wanted to see or read. Not perfect, but definitely better.