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Dinny Valverde

"Strength are within those who seek it, and desire it the most."

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a character in “A Part of Growing Up”, as played by SaxyLady15

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{"What does so-called success or failure matter if only you have succeeded in doing the thing you set out to do. The DOING is all that really counts.". } ~ Eva Le Gallienne




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|Full Name|
Dieudonnee Bathylle Valverde
"It's much easier to say than it looks, I promise."

|Nickname|
Dinny || By friends & family
Donna || When she interrupts someone trying to pronounce her French name.
"They're a lot easier than my actual name. So.. you're welcome."

|Birthday|
December 21st || Twenty-first of December

|Age|
21
"I know. I don't look it."

|Nationality|
French - American
50% French
20% Welsh
15% Czech
10% Polish
5% German


|Occupation|
Part-Time || HUB Employee
Part-Time || Local Body Art Parlor
Full-Time || Aspiring Business Owner

|Sexuality|
Heterosexual
"Surprising, right?"

|Apartment Number|
Apartment 1A

|Hometown|
Past || Strasburg, France
Currently Living || San Francisco




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{"A wounded deer leaps the highest.". } ~ Emily Dickinson




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|Height & Weight|
5'4 & 123

|Hair & Eyes|
It is currently a shade of a dark magenta color & Brown Eyes
" I LOVE to dye my hair. I'm thinking of trying rainbow next.. just for something different, ya know?"

|Tattoos & Markings|
Spine || Arabic Writing
"I just have one right now. But.. that'll change soon."

|Fashion Sense|
Waitressing Uniform || She knows Nicholas's sense of 'proper attire' at the HUB when she does take her shifts without calling in sick, so, she's set aside a cute outfit (at least she thinks so) and just wears it to the bar when she does arrive. She's found it's gotten either a laugh or tip from customers, either she's perfectly fine with.

Tattoo Parlor Outfit || Usually while working at the Parlor, she'll wear some sort of bowtie with a button up, and short shorts get up. She feels it truly expresses her whilst at the same time showing off her damn adorableness, no matter what anyone thinks.

Everyday Tendencies || Kind of similiar to the outfit type listed above, she usually does wear a shirt and separate shorts or pants combination. Whether it be cutesy, chic, or biker girl, depends solely on how she feels her day is going.

Formal Wear || More often than not, if she's invited somewhere, whether it be a BBQ or a 5-Star Celebrity event (She hopes) Dinny will sport herself in a dress, whether it be an actual dress, or something she fashioned out of a shirt that's way too big on her, and sparkly shoes and accessories.




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|Quirks & Habits|
β˜› Biting lower lip when nervous/excited ☚
β˜› Clicking nails on surfaces when uninterested ☚
β˜› Pulling on earlobe ☚
β˜› Sighs more when aggravated ☚
β˜›Accent shines through when she's happy☚

|Talents(T) | Strengths(ST) | Skills(SK) |
⚘Cosmetics⚘
"It's like my superpower. If you need anything done, from eyebrows trimmed to nails painted, I've got you covered."
⚘Independence⚘
"I've been on my own since I can remember."
⚘Musically⚘
"I can sing.. and play a guitar. It's more than most."

|Flaws/Weakness|
⚘Her Past⚘
"Who's isn't?"
⚘Nervousness⚘
"I'm always scared of what might happen if I mess up just.. generally."
⚘Lack of Social Skills⚘
"I've never been the overly optimistic person."

|Hobbies|
β˜› Singing In Shower ☚
"Quite amazingly, I might add.."
β˜› Sketching New Designs ☚
"What can I say? I like to doodle tats."
β˜› Increasing Artistry ☚
"Then.. practice them."
β˜› Painting Nails ☚
" Just something girly. "

|Fears|
ΓΈBeing FiredΓΈ
ΓΈNot Finding Place in WorldΓΈ
ΓΈHurting A ClientΓΈ
ΓΈHer Family's DisapprovalΓΈ (Even if they are all dead.)

|Secrets|
✀ Is A Virgin ✀
✀ Has never drank black coffee ✀
✀ Secretly crushes on her male roommate innocently, not knowing about a relationship✀
✀ Part of a Singing Girl Group ✀

|Goals/Dreams|
β˜› Date A Tattooed Man ☚
β˜› Own her own Tattoo Parlor ☚
β˜› Have a Kid ☚
β˜› Experience Life to her fullest ☚




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|Personality|

β˜›βž³ Bold ➳☚

To be bold, is part of the tattoo artist profession, or so she thinks. She's always set the trend, being a main believer in neon accessories with black and white based outfits. She loves neon colors that pop, which makes perfect sense for a 20-something year old. There isn't a set trend or design to define Dinny, but she's been seen in everything imaginable.

β˜›β˜Ό Energetic ☼☚

Energetic, and not so much lazy, Dinny can always be seen tapping anything from the top of her head, to the tip of her toes to an imaginary beat, if there is none audible. She's always moving about, and loves to feel her body push itself to the limits, more artistically than physically.

β˜›β₯ Sassy β₯☚

Not an ordinary girl, she is not one to put up with your crap. She, for one, is not traveling to be bombarded with your recent boyfriend/sister endeavors. She'd much rather listen to the wind gusting in through the window.

β˜›βˆž Leader ∞☚

Part of her Bold statement, in order to set the trends she loves, she must have the bravery to set it. Dinny is often giving up loose change in those charity
things at the cash registers, or just giving a homeless man she passed some food. She also takes up the lead in the girl band she's in with her sisters when they get together, but not always. Either way, it's leadership. Be the example you want to follow.

β˜›β˜― Artist ☯☚

Although she may not be able to pick up a paint brush and be a modern Michelangelo, she can illustrate her face with makeup. From a cat eye, to a smokey eye, Dinny is a talented 'artist' when it comes to a girl's best friend, her makeup, and her other best friend in this case. Tattoos.

β˜›β™ͺ Musician β™ͺ☚

Surprisingly, this artist can play a delightful tune on a guitar, as all the ones she knows can't. At all. She's not one to brag, having only played tunes at small events in the Mighty Bean, or just jamming out while waiting for her next customer in the parlor.

β˜›βœ Christian ✝☚

Dinny has been a Christian ever since she can remember, it's what her parents were. She's accepted her Savior into her heart, and owes her life to him. She gives him the credit for everything, from her career, to her being alive, period. Dinny also tries to read at least a Bible verse a day, even when it's just at night before she falls asleep.

β˜›β™€ Independent β™‚β˜š

Yes, it's true. Dinny has never, ever had a boyfriend. Which according to her not as Christian friends, makes her a prime pick in the dating market. Which, if approved, she could think of dating as a positive thing.




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|Likes|
β˜› Silly Faces ☚
β˜› Selfies ☚
β˜› Tattoos (obviously..)☚
β˜› Dating ☚
β˜› Feminine Makeup ☚
β˜› Long Lashes ☚
β˜› Perfectly fitting Jeans☚
β˜› Wind blown hair ☚
β˜› Rocking out ☚
β˜› Singing ☚
β˜› Rock Music ☚
β˜› Bright colors ☚




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|Dislikes|
β˜› Long lines ☚
β˜› Being bored ☚
β˜› Messes ☚
β˜› Spilling Ink ☚
β˜› Chipped nails (Who doesn't?)☚
β˜› Red ☚
β˜› Her birthday ☚
β˜› Being late ☚
β˜› Feeling rushed ☚
β˜› Squealing ☚
β˜› Horror movies ☚
β˜› Fake guys ☚





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{"She’s the kind of girl who climbed the ladder of success, wrong by wrong.". } ~ Mae West



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|Place of Origin|
Past || Strasburg, France
Currently Living || San Francisco

|Family Tree|
β˜›Grandmother || Eleanore Moncheron || 90 || Deceased || Death : Heart Attack
β˜›Father || Fracuis Valverde || 50 || Deceased || Death : Head-On Collision
β˜›Mother || Melanie Scotts || 45 || Deceased || Death : Head-On Collision
β˜›Sister || Emily Valverde || 2 years older than Dinny (23) || Alive || Physical Therapist in California
β˜›Sister || Valerie Valverde || 1 year older than Dinny (22) || Alive || Professional Artist in Massachusetts
β˜›Sister || Constance Valverde || Adopted & 3 years younger than Dinny (18) || Alive || Aspiring Singer/Dancer in Las Vegas
β˜›Brother || Dennis Valverde || 5 years younger than Dinny (16) || Deceased || Death : Head-On Collision

|Happiest Memory|
"It was amazing. Just thinking about it.. I-I'm sorry.."

Dinny had just turned five years old, enough to fill up one of her chubby little hands, when her parents told her that she was going to be.. a big sister. She couldn't wait to meet her sibling, and even asked to see the baby on her birthday, just an hour after she was told. It was finally her turn to be a big sister.

|Saddest Memory|
"I may have been young.. but I remember it pretty well."

Dinny was 10 when her parents died, from crashing head-on into a drunk driver at the time, as they were traveling to a relative's home to stay the night. Dinny was with them, and managed to escape the crash alive, as her father had thrown himself in front of her and her mother, and her mother protected her from what her father couldn't. It killed them both, at a time when they weren't ready to leave their 4 girls, and son. But alas, the sisters weren't with them, and that was the reason they were out in the first place, to pick them up from camp.





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{"It’s a little depressing to become number one because the only place you can go from there is down.". } ~ Doris Day






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|History|

Fracuis Valverde met Melanie Scotts whilst she was traveling through France, and it was true love at first sight. At least half-blooded frenchman, he was a true romantic, and won her heart easily without the flowers and foreign chocolates he spoiled her with. They married within a year of meeting in their twenties, and waited only until Fracuis was about 27, Melanie 24, when they had their first child. A little girl named Emily. They cherished the little girl, and soon had another just a short year later, upon which they named Valerie. Once she was born, they decided to move back to the U.S. as Melanie was pregnant with a third child, which was Dinny. They made it to the country just a month short of the birth. Their family was only complete when Dinny was 5, upon the birth of her little brother, Dennis, and the earlier adoption of Constance. However, reality struck the too-happy family, and killed the parents and little boy in a car crash that should have killed Dinny too. But, it didn't, and she stands strong with her sisters at her side today.

After the instant deaths of her parents, and her father's protection from death, Dinny and her sisters were raised by her sincere grandmother, who was about 80 at the time. She cared for the girls as her older sisters described her mother had, and taught them the necessities of life. Things like to cook, clean, even a few make-up and hair tips and tricks here and there. They all loved their 'Grammy' dearly. Constance, having been abandoned before this family, said she finally felt like she was meant to be somewhere, even if it wasn't by blood. She and the other three were sisters for life, blood or not.

When Dinny was 16, she moved out with her sisters, all ranging from 18-13. Shortly after, dear old grandma died, and they've been on their own ever since pretty much. The day after the funeral, they all decided to do something with their lives, and as they only had each other, they started up a girl band, known as 'Cutie Patooties'. The name attracted young girls, and they sold several albums, traveling around until about two years ago, when she was 19. She dropped out of the band, upon which disassembled the whole thing, and they all went their separate ways.

Emily who was 21 then, had stayed in California where they were in their traveling at the time, and became a Physical Therapist for the town she lives in. All of them keep in contact via social networking, and even a few handwritten letters here and there. Emily said she's due for a promotion soon, and is totally excited, because that means she can finally get that comforter she's had her eye on for the master and guest bedrooms.

Valerie, 20 at the time of the split, traveled her way to Massachusetts where she ran into a handsome fellow, only a year older than her. He made her believe in her inner artist, and now she makes money off of it. Last Dinny heard, they were happily engaged, and living in a small two-bedroom house in a little well-to-do town, where they appreciate her artwork in their homes.

Lastly, the adopted sister Constance, who was only 16 at the time, followed Emily to California, where she lived until she was 17. Then, Emily grew tired of her constant partying and late nights after much patience, and she ran off to Valerie. There, she only lived for 6 months, until Valerie met Tyler, her still-current fiancee, and Constance wasn't comfortable with the idea of 'being replaced'. She was due to Dinny's, who was then almost 22, when she traveled instead, and wound up in Las Vegas, where she still is today. Having decided to put her past behind, and her habits to good use, she signed up as a back-up dancer and singer for some unknown rapper in the area. After seeing her talent on stage, most likely from Cutie Patooties, an agent signed her, and she now does nightly as well as several day shows in multiple casinos. Sadly, Dinny hasn't heard from her since she was living with Valerie. She's suspicious she keeps in contact with Emily and not the others, but has no proof.

Alas, Dinny is in San Francisco, a tattoo artist desperately wanting to own her own parlor someday. She still listens to their old tracks, and remembers some of the dances. She'll occasionally pick up a dance class or two in town, when she isn't busy at the parlor or Mighty Bean, maybe even the HUB, trying to pay off her college debt, and rent. Some days she has her doubts about majoring in Art, just for the tattoos, but then she goes in to work, and is reminded that her dream is so close, and she must simply just live for the now.
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|Other|
❣Face Claim : Jade Thirlwall❣
❣Misses her Sisters dearly.❣
❣Hates dating. period.❣

Dialogue Color || #39704b
Thought Color || #5c3970

So begins...

Dinny Valverde's Story

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Character Portrait: Nicholas Yamada Character Portrait: Naomi Ekwensi-Hart Character Portrait: Katherine 'Kit' Van Der Woodsen Character Portrait: Dinny Valverde Character Portrait: Amanda Weaver Character Portrait: Hokuikekai Palakiko Character Portrait: Anastasia O'hare Character Portrait: Chantal Cunningham Character Portrait: Evangeline Babineaux Character Portrait: Jude OtΓ‘vio Palmeiro Character Portrait: Lennon Olsen Character Portrait: August Montgomery Character Portrait: Calvin O'Hare Character Portrait: Genevieve Barnaby Character Portrait: Nathaniel James Burke
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Friday, May 23, 2014|| Time: 5: 35 pm|| Location: San Francisco, CA, USA



[LIVE WHILE WE'RE GOING]

β€œYou've got this life and while you've got it, you'd better kiss like you only have one moment, try to hold someone's hand like you will never get another chance to, look into people's eyes like they're the last you'll ever see, watch someone sleeping like there's no time left, jump if you feel like jumping, run if you feel like running, play music in your head when there is none, and eat cake like it's the only one left in the world!”


β•š ╝



A meteor shower!

That was what everyone had been talking about all week. Since astronomers had claimed that there would be a meteor shower on Friday night, everyone had been excited. Kids spent the last few days performing extra tasks and chores so that they could convince their parents to extend their lights outs, cafes and restaurants trying out new recipes that would correlate with the event to scrounge up more profit out of way too eager customers, and artists clamoring all week to come up with various performances and project leading up to the big day. Before everyone knew it, Friday had come along and well, San Francisco was as alive as it usually is on such a momentous occasion.


As soon as the citizens woke up, the streets were filled with more vendors than there honestly should have been on a simple Friday in May. Firework stands, food stands, and even that cute little old lady who does the palm reading your mama probably told you to steer clear of are all out. Particularly on a usually quaint little street that houses both a red and daffodil building. Everyone knows what I'm talking about. Where the coffee ain't so great, but the tenants will probably curse your name with the force of a thousand suns if you even think about bad-mouthing it. Yep, you know the place and those same people are just like everyone else. Perhaps, a bit excited for the carnival that just so happens to be going on nearby. Perhaps for the meteor shower that will light up the sky, if those pesky fireworks don't take up the limelight. Or, perhaps, they're more excited for whatever drama mother nature has decided to cook up between all of them. Guess we're all just gonna have to wait and see...

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Character Portrait: Nicholas Yamada Character Portrait: Naomi Ekwensi-Hart Character Portrait: Katherine 'Kit' Van Der Woodsen Character Portrait: Dinny Valverde Character Portrait: Amanda Weaver Character Portrait: Hokuikekai Palakiko Character Portrait: Anastasia O'hare Character Portrait: Chantal Cunningham Character Portrait: Evangeline Babineaux Character Portrait: Jude OtΓ‘vio Palmeiro Character Portrait: Lennon Olsen Character Portrait: August Montgomery Character Portrait: Calvin O'Hare Character Portrait: Genevieve Barnaby Character Portrait: Nathaniel James Burke
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Friday, May 23, 2014|| Time: 5: 35 pm|| Location: San Francisco, CA, USA

[ Last of the American Girls ]

"I believe a leaf of grass is no less than the journey-work of the stars,
And the pismire is equally perfect, and a grain of sand, and the egg of the wren,
And the tree-toad is a chef-d’oeuvre for the highest,
And the running blackberry would adorn the parlors of heaven,"

β•š ╝






Katherine was trying to low lie for the day, she was sat in the back of a small cafΓ© in the middle of town reading a copy of Walt Whitman's 'Song of Myself' and was stirring a flavoured green tea with a tea spoon absentmindedly. She'd only just left the dance studio a few hours ago from her classes and the young aspiring actress was just appreciating a moment's quiet but she travelled down to go look at the meteor shower. A juvenile part of her character was thrilled about the idea of witnessing something so rare and beautiful but she didn't let it show or voice that to anyone due to a fear of looking childish, it wouldn't usually stop her but it was arguable how good her mood was today. She turned her page and pulled the ribbon place holder down the spine and set the book down in front of her on the table. She adored the poem in question but she just felt so distracted. In the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse at a news paper on the rack and she sighed at another heart wrenching head line, another act of cruelty was being broadcasted nationally on the front page. She tried to over look it but these things always had a way of getting under her skin for a while. Her mother had always blamed it on her soft heart.

Kit sighed softly and picked up her tea and walked over the till.

"Excuse me? I'm really sorry to be a bother but could I get this to take away instead?" She asked the server politely and the eager waitress nodded lightly and gave her a brisk comment along the lines; 'Oh of course!' and Kit nodded softly and gave her a small thank you and made a point of dropping a few coins into the tip jar. She always came to this cafΓ© anyway and dropping coins into the jar and listening to the metallic chime it created had become force of habit for her but she could say the same for her RSPCA donations and all the money she donated to any other charities. She was signed up to donate monthly to at least 4 and that's without the fund raisers she put time, money and effort into organising all the time. She always had some project going on and as she pondered about all her previous work and listened to the coins dropping into the jar, it hit her why she was feeling so gormless and glum.

She didn't have a project or anything lined up.

She had a couple of interviews for parts coming up but they were maybe two weeks away and Kit was a person who always felt the need to be physically proactive about something all the while- she wouldn't ever waste even an minute of anyone's time including her own. She chewed the end of drink stirrer thoughtfully and accepted the take away cup from the waitress and thanked her as she started her way out of the cafΓ©, her mind whirling away as she began plotting new ideas for coming up projects she could have a go at.

So taking long, elegant strides down the road in skin tight jeans and a sleeveless top with her favourite pair of ankle boots, she made her way down the street thinking to herself about something she could do that day and debating if she felt like going to the carnival in the evening but more importantly, if she went who she could go with or get to tag along.







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Friday, May 23, 2014|| Time: 5: 35 pm|| Location: San Francisco, CA, USA

[ It's Time ]

"They say a picture can speak a thousand words but a song can sing a thousand more,"

β•š ╝






Come the afternoon, Nathaniel was still padding around the music store, assembling guitars on walls and the drum kit which sat in the corner of the store. He enjoyed his job admittedly it was anything but impressive but the pay allowed to meet ends and that was all that mattered- enough to survive and he likes his job, he'd never dare complain about it.

"Yo, Matt you going down the carnival later?" Nate asked, shouting over at his college from the drum kit he was setting up and turning his head with an arched brow. The other guy shrugged and gave a muttered response which denied all knowledge of there even being a carnival. Nathaniel rolled his eyes and laughed and dusting his hands off, he stood having completed the job of setting up the nifty drum kit- it was a nice set and checking his boss wasn't around in the corner of his eye first, Nate quickly leaned over to hit a quick beat and looking over at Matt encouragingly and rolling his eyes.

"Go on bro, I've got you a beat free style it," Nate laughed and after a moment's consideration, Matt burst into a rap which mostly consisted of insulting Nathaniel's hair and drumming abilities but it was amusing none the less as far as Nate was concerned but spotting a customer by the door, both men instantly fell silent and tried not to laugh as they returned to pretending they were really busy and working hard. The customer looked at Nate accusingly and smirking a little but being the good employee he was, Nate made his way over to the customer and graciously offering his assistance and tried to strike up a sale some how. He was already five minutes over time but he didn't much, he could leave after this customer had gotten exactly the service they came for, he was a dedicated worker like that.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Nicholas Yamada Character Portrait: Naomi Ekwensi-Hart Character Portrait: Katherine 'Kit' Van Der Woodsen Character Portrait: Dinny Valverde Character Portrait: Amanda Weaver Character Portrait: Hokuikekai Palakiko Character Portrait: Anastasia O'hare Character Portrait: Chantal Cunningham Character Portrait: Evangeline Babineaux Character Portrait: Lennon Olsen Character Portrait: August Montgomery Character Portrait: Calvin O'Hare Character Portrait: Genevieve Barnaby Character Portrait: Nathaniel James Burke Character Portrait: Nessa Burrows
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Nicholas blinked slowly, the steam coming off of his cup and hitting his face, his mouth opening into a wide yawn. He leaned against the counter inside the HUB, his very own joint. His hip started buzzing, and he slowly looked down after swallowing a gulp of coffee that he'd just managed to enjoy. Nicholas fished his phone out of his jeans pocket, and saw the reminder.

Leotychides Meteor Shower Celebration
Tonight!

His lips pursed into a smile as he thought how pitiful this seemed. He had to make reminders of everything nowadays.. and just for one reason. That reason, as if on cue, wailed through the monitor he had hooked on the belt of his jeans. Shaking his head, he set his coffee down on the counter and made his way to the back, where he unlocked a door to a staircase, leading to another more formal door that he unlocked, and walked inside of his apartment. "Timothy.." Wails were heard from the living room. He made his way down the hall. "Timmy..." He said softly, and creaked opened the door to his son's Nursery, where the little boy was seen red-faced and wide awake. "Oh, buddy.. c'mon." Nicholas said jokingly, and scooped up the boy, and bounced him as he walked back down the hall and into the kitchen.

Now with a bottle in his mouth, he happily suckled and looked up at his father with big eyes. "Yeah, I know you're hungry."[/color] Nicholas chuckled, and went back down to the HUB where he grabbed his coffee, and then lounged in his own living room back upstairs.

~ Later that same day ~

Hand firmly grasping a carrier, and diaper bag snugly on his shoulder, Nicholas smiled as he walked down to where the celebration was being held. He'd closed the HUB early that day, as it was counting as a holiday of sorts, and he saw no reason to stay open since no one would come anyhow.

He was soon caught up with the crowd, and sighed as he took refuge under a small tree, setting the carrier down and the bag next to it, his phone in his pocket. He wasn't in the majority of the crowd, but he wasn't soo far that he was alone. There seemed to be a few couples or little families around him, and he twirled the carrier around to face him. Timothy was big-eyed in this new environment, and he had his hands waving about. "Who's a happy baby?" Nicholas cooed, and Timothy would hide his face in his hands, and giggle that adorable laugh he killed his father with.

After a little while, it was starting to get a little later Nicholas guessed, and he looked up from his son to check out the crowd. He thought he saw a fragment of... No.. it couldn't be, could it? He checked his phone quickly, and shook his head. Nope. They hadn't texted him.

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❝"She’s the kind of girl who climbed the ladder of success, wrong by wrong.". ~ Mae West❞

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Dinny's hands nervously ran up and down her blazer. She didn't know what to do for the first time, and it scared her senseless. She was down at the whatever celebration for some special rocks flying through the sky. Big whoop.

Since she's moved here, she hasn't really known anyone. Sure, she knew about who everyone was. Like Chantal was Nick's girl, Nick is her boss, and she lives with two of the silliest females she's ever come across with in her travels. One thing was certain out of all of it, though.

She desperately missed her sisters, and there wasn't a day she didn't go on without them clouding her mind. She hadn't heard from any of them in a while now, and she was starting to get worried. They usually didn't go more than-

A firework exploded into the air, and she jumped a little from where she was in the crowd, her curls bouncing with her. She smiled after though, and let out a sigh of relief. She'd just been over thinking, and they'd be in touch soon. Her thoughts soon left her as she saw someone starting to enter the stage, and she yipped in excitement.

Dinny made sure to get to the front as the singer started to sing, and she raised her hands up, not giving a care as she bounced along with the music, her voice singing along in the lyrics happily.