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Nathalia walks in, a little aloof to the girl who was also in the bathroom with her. She casually was doing a bit of her make up when she started to speak. "Y'know vaping is bad for you, right..?" She didn't even look over to see if she had left the stall.

(Dumb moment... But what exactly is she smoking??)) Natalia scoffs a bit before going into one of the other stalls. She didn't even use the bathroom. "Well, it's still bad for you.. No matter what it is.." She grabs a piece of toilet paper getting ready to blow her nose. "Wait.. Shouldn't you be in class..?"

Nathalia blew her nose before speaking. "Actually.. I'm doing my makeup up for ME. Also, I'm nowhere near lucky, hon'... Besides you're pretty too, and if other girls or guys that you like say you're ugly then they must not really be seeing you..." She walks out of the stall and back over to the mirror. "Stop blowing and come out of the stall.." She places her hand on her hip. "I haven't even seen your face but I already know you're pretty."

Nathalia paused for a moment before speaking. "Well, you can stay in there all you want, but at the end of the day you're gonna have to leave out of there.. And I'm not just talking about the bathroom. And... Who cares about other people liking you..? First of all, you gotta like yourself if anything, hon'.." She puts her hair up into a tight bun, her highlights being somewhat visible. "I'm tryna help you, but if you don't want it, then that's fine.." She gets her things and gets ready to leave the bathroom.

Nathalia looks at her, noticing that she looked like she must've had been crying like crazy in that stall. "... No sent me in here.. And I didn't come in here to pick on you or anything. If I did, I would be a toxic *****, which I am most definitely NOT."

sure)) Nathalia looks at her phone for a mom ent before putting it back in her poacketbook. "...?"

Nathalia looks at her jeans a notices the red marks on her pants. "Oh hell no.. Girl.. Have you been.. Hurting yourself?" She walks over to the door, blocking her exit. "You're not walking outta here with that sh!t on your legs.." (TW: also means Trauma warning-)

That too!)) Nathalia looks at her then at her leg. "... At least get it covered up.. Or something.. Also.. How the hell did you get it burnt when you were only in there vaping.." She raises her eyebrow. "Don't play me for stupid.. I know the difference between smoking and vaping." She noticed to the avoidance of eyecontact. (The smell of a vape is most possibly different from an actual cigarette.. Burnt paper smell v More subtle (Like cupcakes or something) and- not so burnt smell lol))

Not-So-Fun fact: I absolutely HATE the smell of cigars and weed. they make me feel hella nauseuos and I have to hold my breath when walking by someone who uses them.))

Nathalia looks at her. "Because I care, obviously. Now, I know that I don't know you or that it's my job at all but still.." (Past (Traumatic) experiences cause Nat to change her look entirely. She looked like Jelasia does now, sort of. YES, i'm coming up with lore as we rp bc I can! 😎✨))

Nathalia looks at her phone. "I'm Nathalia.. But you can call me Nat.." She walks back to the mirror, looking at her hair, trying to see if it still looked good.

Nathalia looked over at her in response to hearing that nickname. "Hmm..?" She raised an eyebrow. "You keep pinching your thigh.." She said, looking back at the mirror. "Why's that..?"

Nathalia finishes up with her hair. "Oh.. Habits, huh?" She chuckles a little bit before looking at her jeans. "You got anything that can cover that up..?"

Nathalia is a bit skeptical for a second. "Hmm maybe.. But only for a while because the blood might end up sleeping through them.. I think I have a sweater in my bag.. Maybe you can use it."

Nathalia scoffs. "I don't really wear it, honestly.. But if you do ruin it.. Please WASH it before giving it back to me.." She gets ready to leave to go and get the sweater.

Nathalia goes back into the bathroom, and sees her pant legs up. "..." She completely ignores it, handing her the sweater. She has a bit of a flashback, but ignores that too. (Future TW.))

Nathalia sighs slightly. "It's fine.." She clears her throat. "Anyways.. What classes do you have?" She is trying to redirect the conversation.

"Oh.." Nathalia looks at her phone again, looking at the time. "Well, I gotta go to my class now." She starts for the door.

Nathalia walks out and to her class. "..." (Time skip??))

Nathalia walks on the bus, with her headphones in, not even taking notice of Jelasia. "..." She sits down and hums a the tune of the song that's playing.

(Man ur lucky you got rain TmT)) Nathalia sits looking around, spotting Jelasia sitting a row in front of her. She tapped her on the shoulder. "Hey.. How'd your day go? Hopefully you didn't stay in that bathroom stall all day..." She frowns.

Nathalia looked at the drawing somewhat in shock. "Wow, this is... Actually really good..!" She saw some smudges but didn't care about that but the overall drawing itself. "Wait- Is this me?" She asked putting the drawing beside her face, not sure of the resemblance.

"Oh.." Nathalia chuckles a little. "That's pretty impressive... I can't draw at all so to me that's dope as hell." She pauses for a moment before digging in her bag to give something to her. It was a stress ball full of a variety of colors. "Here you go..! Now we're even, sort of.." She points towards the sweater still wrapped around her jeans. "Also use that if you feel stressed... Thi'Should keep you from going to the bathroom and staying in there all day.." She smiles.

"No problem..!" She sits back, waiting for her stop.

Nathalia takes the paper, and once getting off, she opens it to find jelasia's number insie it. "Hope sh didn't give me some weirdo's number.." She chuckles to herself as she walks to her house. After getting everything that she need to get done done, she hesitated at first, but then called the number. "...Hello..?" She was quiet, waiting for a response from the other end.

Nathalia answers back. "It's Nathalia.." She hears all the noise going on in the background. "Lord... You gotta a party going on over at your house or something??" She jokes. "And you didn't even invite me.."

Natalia chuckles a bit. "Sure.. What do you wanna do? I have some board games would play- If you want.." She pauses for a moment. "... Wait, can you drive?"

Natalia gives her the address. "It's the third house on the right!" Her mom calls to her from the kitchen. "Oh, I gotta go- I'll see you when you get here!" She puts her phone down, and goes to help her mom, forgetting to hang up.

Natalia didn't hear the knocking, but saw a figure standing at the door, thinking it must be Jelasia. She opens the door. "Oh hey.. Why're you outta breath?" She laughs a little. Her hands were covered in flour and seasonings from cooking. The entire house smelled like a restaurant.

Natalia looked out, looking for her car. "I thought you drove.." She chuckled a little bit, before inviting her inside her house. "I'm cooking right now, but I'll be out of the kitchen in a bit." Her house wasn't nessacarily big or small. it was also quite cozy, like a cabin, but more modern. A dimly lit chandelier hung from the foyer, leading to two sets of stairs going to the second floor hallway of the house. Her mom poked her head around the corner of the kitchen entrance, squinting at jelasia. "Thalia.., who's this..?" She ask, as she stopped squinting and walked towards the dinning room table which wasin an adjacent room from the kitchen. (Her mom isn't old, she's partially blind and near sighted.)

(SRRY FOR THE PARAGRAPH...))

Nathalia sighs, helping her mother set the table. "This is one of my friends from school I met today..!" She sounded somewhat excited. She looks over at Jelasia who is just standing at the door. "..?" She gestures her to come into the dinning room to help set up or to at least start a conversation. Her mom, not paying attention, bumps into Jelasia. "Oof! Oh, dear.. I am so sorry..!" She had accidentally spilled bowl of rice over both her and Jelasia. Natalia sighed irritably. "Mom, I told you I would handle the food prep.." She scratches her head, feeling a bit frustrated with the situation. "I know dear... But you've done enough to help me out already, and I appreciate that.. The least I could do is help you in return." Her mom frowned a bit, seeing her daughter somewhat frustrated.

Nathalia notices the blood seeping through, frowning a little. "Yeah.. Upstairs at the end of the hall to your left."

(She has such a nice mom frr))

Nathalia heard a thud, and rushed to see Jelasia collapsed on the staircase. "Holy-" She picks her up and brings her up the stairs and to her room, laying her down. She then runs back down stairs to get her an ice pack. She goes ack upstairs to patch up her cuts before her mom sees them. "..Lord..."

Nathalia looks at her for a moment before talking. "...God, what happened?! You asked to go to the bathroom and next I know your unconscious on the stairs..!" Her voice was a bit shakey and a bit stiff as she spoke. "If my mom saw you, she'd freak." She lays the ice pack back on her forehead.

Nathalia helps her to lay back down and looks at her eye, taking notice of the black eye subtly forming. "..." She hesitated to ask at first but she did anyways. "What the hell happened before you got to my house..? Please, be honest." Her voice was a bit stern. "And why were you running..?" She looked at her, wanting a truthful answer.

Nathalia was firm on her words. "Don't lie to me. 'else you wouldn't be having that black eye." She completely ignores her other question. "..." She stands up. "You don't have to tell me right now, but please tell what happened so I can at least help.." She walks out and goes back downstairs, leaving her to rest. Her mom was waiting by the bottom of the stairs. "Oh, what happened? You looked stressed.." Nathalia goes back into the dinning room and prepares the food. "Nothing, everything's fine, mom." She smiles in a reassuring way. "Alright, just know I'm here for you if you need me." Her mom reassures her. "I know." Nathalia replies. (Her mom don't know what went on upstairs-))

(Gurl,,, Nat is downstairs-- loll ALSO DID SHE WIN THAT FIGHT?! 😤)) Nathalia walks upstairs and gives Jelasia her plate of food. "You can stay the night.. I mean it wont hurt to have company over for a couple days, I guess.." She smiles before getting up to undo her bun, letting her hair fall downward on her back. She walks back downstairs to eat.

(LOL it's okayy)) Nathalia walks back upstairs to get jay's plate only to find that she hadn't eaten a thing. She stood, leaning up against the door frame, just looking at her. "Y'know if you don't like my food, you could've just said so.."

Nathalia scoffs at her reaction. "You don't have to eat anything... And don't force yourself to eat." She walks over and grabs her plate, setting it on the desk not to far from her bed. "How do you feel..? Any headaches or anything?" She asked genuinely.

Nathalia hugged her back. "Me too, girly." She lets go and then pokes her forehead. "But you also needa tell me what's going on with you, so I can help."

Nathalia frowns. "Why not? What's not to like bout you?" She looks at the plate of food that was sitting on the desk, then back at her. "You're a cool person, honestly. And you shouldn't let other people depict on whether they like you because their opinion doesn't matter." Her tone was serious, but also meaningful. She meant every word that came out of her mouth. "Also, I think you needa new family then, huh." She jokes, trying to lighten up the mood a little.

Nathalia goes to hug her. "Oh, I- I'm sorry I didn't mean it that way- I-It was a joke..." She avoids eye contact for a few moments, feeling a bit guilty. "Uh.. Well, I could ask my mom if you could stay for a few nights.."

Nathalia goes to ask her mom if Jay could stay over for a couple of nights and her mom agrees. (Sorry I was drawing-))

Nathalia grabs the pen from her. "No vaping.." She throws it in the trash near the door. "It's not a good coping mechanism.." She walks out of the room and into the bathroom, closing the door. "..." (erm... TW!!))

Nathalia brushes off the make up that was on her neck revealing large visible gashes and scars from past traumatic events. "..Lord.. So glad I use make up to cover this shit up.." She sighs. She get's ready to take shower. There were large scars all over her body, but she never let them define her at all. She honestly didn't think of them too much, unless she was in public, she'd cover them. (Hr dad was abusive before her mom divorced- MWHAHAHA LORE?? >:] ))

Nathalia heard the frantic knocking on the door, but wasn't't sure if she should open it. She opens the door anyway. Her hair was frizzy, and dripping water on the floor. She had a towel wrapped around her cleavage and was nearly soaked in water, but she pulls Jay in the bathroom, closing the door. "Go throw up! I def don't want none of THAT on me-!" Her gashes were a bit more visible now that she was soaked. "Oh, and be sure you close the door when you're done..." She smiles awkwardly. (Girl on girl moment?? /j I wanted to have her slip in the bathroom or something, but I would just burst out laughing.. lol))

Nathalia looks at her confused. "What..?" She looks at her face, which still had throw up smudges on it. "You have.. throw up on your face." She fakes a gag. "Now let me take a shower." She didn't have a bad or eyewatering smell anyhow, and she wanted to keep it that way. "And why're you staring at me like you just won the lottery..?" (LOL- tbh that's how my ex used to look me sometimes...))

(HOLD ON.... WHAT KINDA RP IS THIS AGAIN???))

(HEP SO AM II LOL)) Nathalia blushed silently to herself as she went back into the shower. Well that was weird, even for her. After she was done, she got out of the bathroom with a bright purple sweater and shorts. She smelled a bit like lavender mixed with honey and aloe vera. "Sorry if the smell is too strong.." She said as she entered the room, putting all of her shower equipment in the cubboard underneath her dresser.

Nathalia smiled a bit and nodded. "Sure! I don't mind.." Her hair was limp and still a bit frizzy but it was still managable. She gave her the brush and comb and sat down on a chair near the dresser. "Hope my hair don't give you too much trouble.." She laughs a little at her own comment.

Nathalia feels the braids being tightly knit into her hair, she winces a little bit. she smiled, having remembered what it was like to let someone else do her hair. "Can't wait to see what I look like afterwards!" She said, waiting patiently for her hair to be done.

Natalia notices that she'd kissed her forehead. "What was that for..?" She was smiling, but mentally she was blushing a little.

"It's okay-.." She get's up and looks at her self in the mirror. "Oooo! I like this! This is actually a new style for me, with my hair like this. It really brings out the colors!" She was smiling from ear to ear, feeling happy with her new look.

"Yeah!" Nathalia plays with one of her braids, then makes it into a braided bun. "Thanks..!"

"Oh, the bun? I have a habit of putting my hair into a bun.." Her smile slightly fades a bit.

"... Thanks!" Natalia gets confused as to why Jay had cupped her face. "What're you doing..??"

Nathalia looks at her, spacing out for a moment, before looking away from her. "No.. I mean- It's fine.." She gave a false smile, given the akward situation.

Anorexia?????/j Wait- is she anorexic?)) Nathalia looks at her as she goes near the window. "... Girl, you need to eat.. Something..." She noticed how thin she was underneath the shirt. "..."

(oh-)) Nathalia looks at her, confused. "What's that..?" She points at the bottle. A smell seeping from it. "Eugh.. The hell?"

Natalia looks at her, while covering her nose. "Well, you can drink.. Just not inside the house.." She starts to feel a bit nauseous but ignores it.

Natalia looks at her for a moment then sighs, feeling relieved. "... Alright then, 'Least you not getting drunk in my house." She makes a sarcastic facial expression when she speaks. "But be sure my mom doesn't smell it or even sees it.. She will snoop."

(IT KEEPS AUTOCORRECTING TO NATALIAAA GRRRRRR)) Nathalia heard her mumbles something but she wasn't sure. "Hm?" She was able to read her lips, though which caused her to blush a little. "..." She acts like nothing was said, and changes the subject. "So... Are you gonna eat the food I cooked- or is it just gonna sit on the desk and get cold..?"

Nathalia looks at her, gauging her from top to bottom. Jay had peaked her interest a little, but she chose to ignore her feelings. "... Well..?? How is it? I noticed you only took like one bite earlier- which meant you didn't actually eat."

Nathalia notices her change in tone. "Hey.. What's wrong?" She sits beside her. She then somewhat remembers what Jay had mumbled under her breath. "..?"

Nathalia looked at her. "You sure??" She raised one of her eyebrows.

Nathalia gets startled by her response. "Lord-.. The hell is wrong with you?! Please tell me."

Nathalia was confused for a second. "What..? I mean, it's a good thing you don't wanna cut- harm yourself when you're around me, I'm just that cool-" She was trying to lighten the mood again but pauses for a second, looking at how serious Jay was. "Oh.." She was quiet for a moment or two. "So, basically you're saying that you like me??"

She looks out of the window, then back at her. "Hmmm..."

Nathalia chuckles at her rambling. "It's okay... I mean...-" She was trying to figure out what to say. "Well.. We could.. Give it a try..?? Maybe, If you want to." She was a bit hesitant at first. "..."

Nathalia looks at her. "What..? Did I say somethin' wrong??" She frowns a bit.

Nathalia looks at the floor, averting her eyes from Jay. "Neither have I, honestly.." She blushes at the thought.

Nathalia looks at her, feeling confused. "Girl, I don't know. I've never been in one myself.." She crosses her arms, annoyed at the fact that she had little to no experience with this kind of thing.

Nathalia looks at her, than at her hands. She grabs them, holding onto them softly. "Sure." She smiles in response.

Nathalia blushes a little at her reaction. "Yeah..." She verts her eyes for a second before looking directly in her eyes.

"Sure, go ahead.." She smiled slightly.

Nathalia blushes at her action. Not knowing what to do, she pushes her lips against Jays. (Oop))

Fr- ToT??)) Nathalia's eyes flutter a bit before she looks back at Jey. "I- It's- Okay..." (Just realized I have been say 'Jay' instead of 'Jey' oops-))

Is dead x-x)) Nathalia looks at her, confused as to why she suddenly started chuging the bottle of alcohol. "..What're you doing..? I thought you didn't want to drink... Besides I told you not to drink inside and if my mom catches you smelling like alcohol, she'd freak out.." The smell was already nauseating for her, by the time she finished speaking.

"Why're you freaking out..?" Natalia nausea to the alcohol was gradually making her lose focus for a few moments, it was off and on, subconsciously.

(IT KEEPS AUTOCORRECTING GGRRRRR)) Nathalia looks out the window and than back at Jey. "Eugh.." She covers her nose,from the smell of alcohol still coming off of her. "..." (She will have a major gag reflex if she keeps smelling any form of alocoholic substance.))

(YOU ARE A VERY BAD CHILD... /j)) Nathalia's nausea subsides and she looks aloof for a moment. "How long does that last..?"

Nathalia looks at her, then at the spray bottle. "They spray.. How long does it last?"

Nathalia hugs her back. "It's okay.. Just, don't try to be someone you're not.. Okay..?"

Nathalia cuddles against her, blushing a little bit. She hugs her waist pulling her close but not too close.

Nathalia caresses a strand of jey's hair behind her ear, smiling slightly to herself. She too dozes off. Her mom watches the whole bit, wholeheartedly smiling to herself before walking into her room. (Her mom just there like 🙂✨)

Time skipp??)) Nathalia smiled in her sleep.

Nathalia wakes up, yawing. She checks the time and it was about 4am in the morning. She looked over to see Jey sleeping soundlessly next to her. She slowly go out as to not disturb her, and went to the bathroom.

Nathalia comes out of the bathroom, seeing Jey on the floor. She rushes to help her up. "The hell..-" She lets out a small giggle. "How'd you fall off the bed??" She smiles, but was also trying to hold back her laughter.

Nathalia landed on her chest, laughing. "Haha! How did you even fall??" She looked at her and raised one of her eyebrows with a smile appearing on her face.

Nathalia laughs. "I was only in the bathroom..." She cups her face, looking at while making a baby face. "Aw, Did you miss me or somethin'?"

Nathalia kissed her before pulling away. "..I was only in the bathroom for like 4 minutes-" She laughs again.

Nathalia gets up and sits on the bed. "Lord.." She giggles again before laying down.