[center] [img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/190803/551587858b8873ae5e55f126175e9712.png[/img] [sub][color=fff79a]Time[/color] ✿ Afternoon [color=fff79a]Location[/color] ✿ Apartment In Riverside/Festival [color=fff79a]Mentions[/color] ✿ [@PrinceAlexus] [color=fff79a]Interactions[/color] ✿ [@PrinceAlexus][/sub] [hr] [img]https://i.imgur.com/l2GJYX4.png[/img] [color=fdc68a][i]"You ungrateful child!"[/i][/color] The harsh words of Manami's mother rang in the air, hitting the dark-haired girl like a slap in the face. [color=fdc68a]"Do you care at all about what me and your father have done for you, all the time we spent in order to give you a life filled with whatever you wanted?! This is how you repay us?!"[/color] The older woman's voice was high-pitched and loud, there was no doubt in Manami's mind that anyone in the house could hear what was going on. [color=a187be]"Mama, it's not that serious! I just want to quit this stupid charade, dressing up with make-up and heels that hurt my feet....that isn't me! I want to go back to school and finish my degree, I want to be a nerd that reads books and wears what she wants without worrying of being called out."[/color] Manami's mother looked like her daughter had just told her the worst possible news, her eyes that mirrored Manami's brimming with tears. From the other side of the room Manami's father sat silently, a newspaper in his hand, this wasn't unusual though. The man was more of a ghost than he was a father, never saying a word against his wife. [color=fdc68a]"So you want to just throw away the nice life we've given you? I see how it is, you just don't care about your parents! You just want to toss it all in the trash, everything that your father and I have done."[/color] Manami felt her lip quiver and her throat being to grow sore as she fought back the tears that threatened to reveal themselves. [color=a187be]"No, but I hate doing all of this! It's not fun, it's not what I want. What about what I want, huh? Do you ever think about that? Does that matter at all?!"[/color] Just as her mothers voice was getting louder hers was as well, she felt a massive amount of emotions beginning to spill over and she wasn't sure if she would be able to stop it. Her mother scoffed, turning her nose up at her own daughter. [color=fdc68a]"What you want doesn't matter, as MY child your job is to take care of me and make sure I can live the rest of my days in peace. So help me god, if you destroy what we have built then....well you don't want to know the consequences." [/color] Manami felt her blood run cold, she could tell that her mother simply wasn't the same person anymore. The money and fame had gone to her head, corrupting any sweet person who might have been inside. She couldn't do it anymore, she had to get away. Manami didn't say anything else as she grabbed her purse and fled her parent's home, hailing a taxi as fast as she could. Once she was inside she took a deep breath and exhaled, her breath hot and shaky as she tried to calm herself down. The Taxi driver could see her in his rear-view mirror and asked if she was alright and even though she told him she was fine Manami wasn't so sure about it. Manami realized she wanted someone to talk to, someone she could ask for advice, someone she didn't have to hide from. Out of all the people she knew only one person came to mind, though she wasn't really that close with her she was the only person who didn't seem to care when she saw Manami "out-of-costume". The girl pulled her cellphone out and scrolled through her contacts until it landed on the name Victoria. [i][color=a187be]"Hey, I need to get out of the suffocating apartment, want to go to the festival with me?"[/color][/i] She texted, hoping to get a response back. ---------- About two hours later Manami was standing by Sol Bucks coffee, a tray that held two separate coffees in one hand and her cellphone in the other. Instead of being dressed up in her usual over-the-top look she was dressed in a pair of blue jeans, a sweater that had a picture of some video game character, a black jacket and very minimal [url=https://i.imgur.com/IqbLZtF.jpg]Make-up[/url]. She hadn't even done much with her hair, had run a straightener through it real quick so it wasn't super frizzy. This was how she dressed/looked at home, how she was comfortable. The cardboard drink tray in her hand held two coffees; One that was filled with cream and sugar and lots of caffeine. Another that was decaf along with whatever else Victoria liked. After her new friend had agreed to meet with her Manami made their meeting place in front of the coffee shop. She found that she was excited to spend some time away from home, away from social media and to just be herself. It had been a long time since she had taken time to just be....her. [/center]