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Birger nodded, "He won't ever return." He said softly and when the waitress came they gave their order. He watched Yora for a moment before leaning back in his seat and going quiet a bit as he stared out of the window. It was hard to believe that so much had happened in such a small amount of time. His mother and sister knew of what had happened with Yora and none were too pleased. He has yet to even see his mother since he left the islands, scared of how she would look at him.

Luther blinked, "Nahh you were clearly always like this." He smirked before sighing. "Well I am glad you admit that you are a difficult person. It makes me feel way better. Plus most women want little girls... so... it was just safe to assume." He said and gently ran his finger over his glass, looking her up and down. "I am going to miss you waddling about." He chuckled.

James glared at her when she said he was confused. He knew damn well what the fuck he wanted and he knew damn well who he was. He knew how he was growing and where he had been when they first met. "You are the one who feels like they are losing themselves. Not me." He said and placed his hand over hers. "I am well aware of what I do, who I am, and who I am becoming. Can you honestly say the same? I want to be with you, marry you, and give you my children... but you have to be able to tell who it is you are staring at in the mirror." He said.

Osmond blinked and for a second was worried she didn't actually know how to get to her house. When she said she had picked her up multiple times he smiled. "Well okay..." He said and poked her cheek and followed the woman. She was sassy and he liked it.

Dev smirked, "Well... thank goodness for the facial hair then. If you didn't have it you would just look like a handsome and built woman... put some many muscular women to shame." She laughed a bit before listening to him talk. He had a nice voice and wondered if he would ever lead people. His voice was very authoritative, she liked that. Usually, they made great friends. When he said that Hazel was a great kid she smiled even more. "Ahh, maybe you should tell her that. She feels like it is actually a bad thing and that is one of the reasons why she doesn't want to hang out with him anymore." She said softly.

Vlora smiled up at Bastian when he opened the door and then blushed at his reaction before seeing the look on Claire's face and mentally sighed. "Is it... not classy enough? I can go home and change real quick." She said softly. Vlora had only worn the dress once but it wasn't with a rich and classy man like him. "Yeah... it isn't classy enough." She frowned and bit and turned to go back home and change.