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[color=a2d39c]"Alright, this is my stop. I will be meeting with representatives from Taiwan today and we're unsure when they'll land... so don't expect me home till late. If you..."[/color]

KJ watched the man's mouth move but his words faded away as she drifted off in thought. 

[color=fff200][i]Micah... always has to over explain eeeeeverything... bruh. Makes you wonder how in the hell he got things done. Welllll... at least he's trying... it's been what 24 days since we tried the whole 'KiKi' and 'Dad' re-naming attempt. Dad... its still so weird to call him that but I guess he does deserve it. He loved mamma... and... [b]M-mamma?![/b][/i][/color]

[color=a2d39c]"[i]KiKi...![/i] You look like you just seen a ghost...! Maybe you should take classes off today..." [/color]for whatever reason, he adjusted his black tie before tapping on the divider window of the limosine, [color=a2d39c]"Henderson... Please take Ms. Lowry back to--" [/color]

[color=fff200]"Oh! Oh, Mic--Dad...! Dad, it's okay, it's okay. I think I just... I just ate to fast at breakfast. I'll be fine... 'kay? I'm good. Henderson...! It's cool. You can take me to 'class' right?"[/color] a blue eyed wink she tossed the driver.

A small knowing smile and a two finger salute he returned the young woman. 'Class.' Sure. If class was a grafitti'd up skatepark...

[color=a2d39c]"Ohhhh... oh okay. Well, if you feel any worse don't be afraid to call the car to come get you. Okay. I'm off. Time to win over some clout from foreign investors!! I got this... bye, Kiana. Henderson...? Thank you."[/color]

He just placed a hand on her arm and squeezed before he turned to exit the limo. Affection was still awkward and a bit cringey between the two but hey, again at least he was trying. A big grin she gave and managed to pat his hand in return before he left. He still was not in tune with her yet. As always, he was on his phone, muttering to himself as he texted away but this time not once did he have to tell KJ to 'knock it off' or 'pipe down'; she wasn't the most quiet nor motionless person to ride with. But he never seemed to notice the change in her demeanour. And never once asked what could be wrong. How could he not notice?

Henderson noticed though. He was an ex-pat but still had a feel for her North-American vibes. A few minutes after they continued on to KJ's 'classes' he cleared his throat and lowered the divider window, [color=f9ad81]"Is Miss Lowry lost in thought about what tricks she'll 'slay' today?"[/color]

KJ startled, her pink and blue braids jumping with her, sending the few bells attached to them chiming away. Blue eyes lost their glaze and brightened once more. A thankful smile she flashed followed by a quick nod, [color=fff200]"Yeeeeeah... I got one lined up alright. And it's why I love going to the skatepark at this time of day; no annoying kids to get in my way for me to absolutely slay out there hahahhah...

"Buuuuut... I can't help but keep thinking of my  mom... Hendie, I think I'm going crazy... I keep thinking I see her face in a window's reflection but it's not... it's always just some rando lady..."[/color]

[color=f9ad81]"Ahhh... I see... Perhaps your mom is thinking of you... Perhaps you've done something that pleases her. Or maybe... just maybe she knows that you will be doing something that will please her..."[/color]

A small laugh. A tatted up brown hand reached up for one of the bells attached to her braids, [color=fff200]"Yeeeeeh... maybe. Maybe, you're right, Hendie..." [/color]

Mamma had given her that bell for christmas. A rainbow hued nail flicked it and it tinkled so full and sweetly. Just like Mamma's laugh.

[color=fff200][i]Or maybe it's something more...[/i][/color]