Posts by florafoxes

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    Letha nodded, placing her left hand on her stomach before passing out with her right hand in his.


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    full name Letha (Lee-thuh) June Todevic
    gender Female
    age Eighteen
    DOB January 5th
    Parent(s) Maia Todevic (nee Romano), Julian Todevic
    Sibling(s) Jaaron Todevic


    [size=12px]appearance[/size]


    hair color Dark Brown
    eye color Green
    height Five foot four inches
    clothing style
    [color=black]Typical Everyday
    Typical Formal
    Typical Pajamas
    Typical Athletic
    Typical Party
    Typical Swimwear


    [size=12px]personality[/size]


    traits Letha was always a fun and bubbly soul. She makes life full to the brim with activities, always wanting to do something. Sometimes she gets a bit too annoying with always wanting to go somewhere though, but she means no harm. She is extremely kind and quiet, but sometimes her temper can get in the way. With the temper of a three year old kid, she always gets upset when she doesn't get what she wants. She will always be a kindred spirit.
    interests Long car rides, warm coffee shops
    likes coffee, popsicles, the colour green
    dislikes brussel sprouts, feathers, snow
    allergies feathers (she's not deathly allergic, she just sneezes a lot.)
    occupation(s)job? Letha works at the local coffee shop.


    [size=12px]DDigging Deeper[/size]


    history "Oh, so you want to know about my past? Um...okay. Well, I was born on January 5th, 1997. It wasn't in a hospital actually - my mother decided that she'd rather have an at-home birth. So, I was born there in the bathtub in our tiny one-bedroom apartment. My father does not deserve a place in my life - he left when I was only two. I lived in that apartment, taking baths in the same place I was born, for almost seven years - but because we had lived in such a scary neighbourhood, our home burnt down because of an arsonist living on the same street. We lived in a shelter for a while, until I could help my mother earn money to move. We finally got enough, and we were able to move to where we are now. My mother didn't let the horrible things in our life bother her; she kept a positive outlook on it all. She has a better job here, we have a better home, and we're both happy."
    past relationships Punk Hispanic: didn't work out well. Pretty sure he was the one who burnt our house down after she broke up with him || Some Girl In Her Old Class: It was a secret. Mother wouldn't approve. || Marley Hart: Letha doesn't talk about this one.
    relationship status Single
    sexuality Bisexual
    turn-ons Smart, funny, knows how to drive, tattoos, tall
    turn-offs Boring, awkward, rude, self centered


    [size=12px]OOC[/size]


    screen name QUEEN
    plot idea(s) N/A, my apologies
    other Starry Nights...

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    ((Timeskip to....?))


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    ((Four months maybe?))


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    Letha was staring at the wall beside her. She couldn't sleep - maybe it was because of the baby, or maybe it was because she couldn't get comfortable. The new sensation of a larger belly was quite annoying. She sighed, squeezing her eyes shut.


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    Letha awkwardly shifted to face him. "This is really annoying." She said, placing her hand over her belly. All she wanted to do was sleep on her stomach like she used to.


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    Letha shook her head. "No pain, just annoying. I wanna sleep on my stomach." She whined, then looked at the window. "Oh. Might as well get up." She sat up awkwardly.


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    Letha smiled a bit when he kissed her stomach. She still wasn't okay with the baby. She was still young - she had so much to do. But it was his wish, and she loves him. She stood up the best she could, fixing her pajama shorts to a more comfortable position. Sports bras were the best thing. She followed him, hands on her hips.


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    Letha scowled playfully. "Ummm...I really want peanut butter." She said, realizing how much she actually wanted peanut butter. "And...and pickles." She shrugged. Cravings are weird.


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    Letha dipped the spoon in the peanut butter, taking out a huge chunk and putting it in her mouth. "Mmm." She said, hopping up to sit on the counter.


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    Letha snorted. "I love you too - sometimes." She joked with a semi-full mouth, swinging her feet a bit like a little girl.


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    Letha saw the phone ring. She looked at Jorrel, took another spoon-full of peanut butter, then picked it up. "Helloooo Charlieee."


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    Letha rolled her eyes. "The 'cargo' is perfectly healthy." She twirled the spoon in her hand. "What's up?" She looked at her moving feet.


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    "It's Charlie. He says he has a new member for the band." She got off the counter and passed the phone to Jorrel, then sat on his lap. A tiny part of her mind was scared she was getting too heavy.


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    "I'm gonna stay here!" She protested, folding her arms. She didn't care if they were coming over - she lived here too.


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    Letha stuck out her tongue, then stood up. "Of course babe." She then gave him a small smile, kissed him on the forehead, then went into her room to change into sweatpants and a tank top, along with a hoodie to keep her warm.


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    Letha came out of the room and saw everyone, but her eyes landed on Eva. She was small, like any baby should be, but she was surprised. She forgot how small and delacate they were. "Hi everyone." She waved awkwardly, going into the kitchen to put the peanut butter away.


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    Letha shook his hand. "Letha. Nice to meet you." She smiled, a bit nervous, then placed her hands near her bump. She sat down on the couch, picking at the skin around her nails.


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    "Thanks." Letha smiled. She listened in to their conversation. "I can deal by myself. I'll be okay." She protested. If the tour was four months, she'd be okay.


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    Letha shrugged. "Whatever works for you guys." She looked at Jorrel. "And I won't go into premature labor. I know that for a fact." She said. She wanted him to have fun and not be stuck here because of her. "Go have fun. I'll be fine." She rubbed her belly, then stood up. "Be right back." She walked to the bathroom and closed the door.


    ((Baby plans...? ;) ))


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