{annnd I think we know the plot here?}
It was another night for Nina where she dressed up in her nicests, but certainly not fanciest, duds and put her soft brown hair into curls. She had gone out on another date and was actually hopeful on where the results were headed. Her date was a handsome doctor named Eric- everything about him was charming, sweet, and perfectly polite until she realized he was far more interested in their waitress then in her. The brunette had never been lucky in love, but she still hoped one day things would turn around. But at twenty-five years old things weren't looking too good and she was interested in settling down already. Why wasn't anyone her age just ready for a quiet life? Sighing in frustration at the thought of it all, Nina slipped the keys that opened to her fairly nice town house. She wasn't too surprised when she saw her best friend __'s shoes sloppy laying around on her floor. "I swear, if you ate all of my brownie fudge ice cream you're dead dork!" The brunette called out with a small smile. Her friend always managed to get that out of her- even when she was having one of the most shitiest days. Plopping down on the couch next to him Nina tiredly slipped off her shoes and tried to relax. But her mind couldn't stop racing with one question; when will I finally be someone's wife and mother? Maybe it wasn't the biggest goal she should be focusing on, but with her career going so successfully it was natural to want her personal life to go the same way.
@heroesandthieves that was bad, bad, bad
It was another night for Nina where she dressed up in her nicests, but certainly not fanciest, duds and put her soft brown hair into curls. She had gone out on another date and was actually hopeful on where the results were headed. Her date was a handsome doctor named Eric- everything about him was charming, sweet, and perfectly polite until she realized he was far more interested in their waitress then in her. The brunette had never been lucky in love, but she still hoped one day things would turn around. But at twenty-five years old things weren't looking too good and she was interested in settling down already. Why wasn't anyone her age just ready for a quiet life? Sighing in frustration at the thought of it all, Nina slipped the keys that opened to her fairly nice town house. She wasn't too surprised when she saw her best friend __'s shoes sloppy laying around on her floor. "I swear, if you ate all of my brownie fudge ice cream you're dead dork!" The brunette called out with a small smile. Her friend always managed to get that out of her- even when she was having one of the most shitiest days. Plopping down on the couch next to him Nina tiredly slipped off her shoes and tried to relax. But her mind couldn't stop racing with one question; when will I finally be someone's wife and mother? Maybe it wasn't the biggest goal she should be focusing on, but with her career going so successfully it was natural to want her personal life to go the same way.
@heroesandthieves that was bad, bad, bad
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