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Location | Misfits' RV, Santa Monica, California
Interacting with | Nate @spooner, Kim @Stanifly, Umbra @Syn
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The thought of Ariana Grande in general was enough to put Emilia in a good mood. She was the poet laureate of the generation after all. But the thought of Nate trying to hit those notes, she was giggling in her head.

Kim seemed to have similar doubts to the talents of the male vocalist as she handed Emilia her mocha. "Here. Though you'll probably need something stronger than that to listen to Nate's singing."

Emilia giggled as she accepted her drink from the stoic Misfit. "Oh, Kim. Nate isn't a bad singer! Yes, there are some notes that he has some trouble hitting, but he's still very talented!" She was going to turn to Nate for a demonstration when the door suddenly opened.

The blonde girl expected Val to make her way onto the RV, but instead, the flailing dreadlocks revealed the other member of the group had made her way in time to catch the RV. As the girl collapsed onto the floor of the massive machine, sending a creaky shockwave throughout the vehicle, she breathed out at Emilia. “Where’s my orange soda?!”

"Umbra! You made it!" Emilia was excited that the last member of their crew was officially on board for the trip. She had built up a great rapport with the young witch when she helped her set up the Occult Club, and that friendship continued long after enough people joined that Em was unnecessary. Much like Val, Umbra offered a necessary contrast to Emilia's ...perpetual sunshine and she had been a welcome addition to the group.

She looked around for the large beverage before Kim pointed towards the fridge on the side. Emilia retrieved the still cold cup of citrus-flavored goodness and knelt down next to her fallen comrade. "Hey! Hey Um! Hey! Wake up, girl! She was lightly tapping Umbra's cheeks in an effort to revive her. "Look what I got for ya! Your favorite! Orange soda!" She held the drink just out in front of Umbra's face so if the girl sat up, the drink wouldn't go flying over the RV. It didn't need to be all sticky on day one.

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Location | Misfits' RV, Santa Monica, California
Interacting with | Nate @spooner
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Sami was going to have to dump the waste water tank pretty early in the trip at the rate that Emilia was cranking out the tears. It was all so overwhelming, so many conflicting feelings. She knew it was silly to be sobbing already, but she couldn't help it. The nights were lonely. The emotions towering over everything. Now, she was going to be running around in a stolen RV. This was not how it was supposed to be.

There was a knock on the door. “Hey Em? You ok?” It was Nate. Of course it would be Nate. Nate was always so kind. Of course he would be worried. But Emilia wasn't interested. She kept crying.

“Don’t you think it’s a bit early in the trip for tears?” That just made her cry more at the fact that she was already breaking down and they hadn't even left the parking lot yet. Everyone wasn't even here yet.

“What I mean to say is… don’t you want to talk about it instead of being locked in there?” Talking wasn't going to help right now. It was going to make it worse. She was sure of it. She didn't want to talk.

“Or if you don’t want to talk about it…” I don't. I really don't.

“If you come out I’ll listen to Ariana Grande with you… I’ll even sing along with you.”

Emilia perked up at hearing that. Nate was all right at karaoke, but him trying to sing Ari was asking way too much of his voice. Ari could not be replicated in such a manner. He could do some of the featurings though. His Weeknd impression wasn't terrible. Still, the fact he was willing to go to such a level... it was almost funny. It certainly made her stop crying.

A click could be heard as the door unlocked. Emilia stepped out and wiped the tears away from under her eyes. She looked up at Nate, into those brown orbs of his. "Can we start with Love Me Harder?" Breakdown halted.

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Location | Misfits' meeting place, Santa Monica, California
Interacting with | Jules @Vox, Kim @Stanifly, Sami @BrutalBx, Val @Dirty Pretty Lies
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All of a sudden it felt like all the milk and sugar was curdling in Emilia's stomach. Listening to Sami explain how he acquired the RV, and how he acquired those most recent lumps on his face, she all of a sudden had her doubts on heading out on this excursion. She knew that Sami was involved in some less than reputable things, but she was never involved. She was more like Night Nurse, that character she learned about from her time in Comic Book club. She liked her. She was thankful Carlos pointed her to the comics. But now she was going along for the joyride. She was like ... Harley Quinn, or something. Except she wasn't crazy. Though she did look good in pigtails.

Jules made his thoughts known, stomping off down the beach after giving Sami a piece of his mind. Emilia looked over to the other girls for some kind of guidance, but Kim seemed to be more wistful than anything else.

"You know, all drama aside, I'm really gonna miss this place."

"I'll miss having everyone here most of all. I mean, I can come back here. I can go to the food truck. But I'll miss being able to do this with all my friends. That's what made it a special place," she offered, probably obviously.

Jules returned in this time, seemingly doing a 180, or at the very least hiding it very well as he announced he was heading onto the RV. Emilia looked at Kim and Val. Kim had already made her mind up and was moving on towards the massive machine, intent on claiming the bottom bunk for herself. Emilia wasn't even sure how she was going to sleep on this trip.

I could go home. I could just spend the summer here and...and...think about things and....No! No! I'm not! I'm not going to do that! Emilia struggled to keep a tear from emerging at the thought of even trying to go through the replay of what happened and what she was going to do. It was not going to help her.

She picked up the tray that held her caramel mocha and the orange soda and moved towards Sami. "I don't like this, Sami," she said, a quiver in her voice as she was still fighting the breakdown. "I don't like that this is... not a smart risk and that this road trip could be over before it even begins..." She looked back at Val, still getting ready to apparently get on board herself. "But, it's with you. And the others. And it's probably it after this anyway. So, all right. I will follow into the great horizon. I trust you will lead us to promised lands. I do. That last bit was more affirmation for Emilia's sake more than for Sami's, but it served its purpose.

She hauled herself and her belongings onto the RV and surveyed the landscape. "I don't mind sharing one of the bigger beds...." The reminder of sharing beds combined with the overwhelming emotions of being an accessory to a crime for the first time was too much to bear for someone who wasn't sharing a bed with who she thought she would be. "At least it won't feel so alone!!!" Emilia quickly dropped the drinks on a nearby counter and her bags near one of the seats as she ran back to the bathroom, locking the door as she sobbed heavily, tears now flowing with ease behind the thin piece of wood.

Olympus Academy // A School for Demigods and Demigoddesses

_{Location: Niaides Lakeshore
Interactions: Dustyn @MissCapnCrunch
Azura @SamaraJayne96
Marcella @Write
Rebekah @Krayzikk
Dallas @Plank Sinatra
Viv @Altered Tundra
Mentions:
Avem @Rockette
Emma @Rockette}

With Dallas' arrival, it seemed like the party was finally going to kick into high gear as more of the students selected for the experiment were beginning to flood into the shore.

"K and I brought this shit and we're looking to reimbursed with money, sex, and whatever else you can get me here at this lake." Dustyn wasted no time in announcing the terms and conditions attached to acquiring any of the beers in the cooler. It was unlikely they would actually charge, but hey, if some of the rookies fell for it, money was always nice to have.

"What she said!" Kelsey added, pointing at her partner-in-crime.

Marcella emerged to confirm that the beer pong table, aka Rhea's desk, was on the grounds and that was all Kelsey needed to get excited. "That's what I wanna hear! Fuckin' right, let me crush a couple to give y'all a fair shot n' then get that sucker out here!" Marcy always did her best to make sure the playground was set for the night, and it seemed tonight was no exception.

As the other members of the raiding party emerged, Kelsey got more greetings, which she was accustomed to. She and Dustyn were notorious for their appearances at these shindigs, so it was no surprise she'd play the part of greeter as well. Rebekah Cross, the daughter of Athena, offered tidy pleasantries, and Kelsey wasn't going to let them hang. "Sup, Beks?" the archer offered in return. She could have went last name as well, but she couldn't trust herself not to call her Cross-Check, as in the hockey penalty. "Glad ya could make it." She did like Rebekah's ability to keep things to the point and not just gab at times. It was a nice contrast to Dustyn. Even if it came with a bit of know-it-all-ism. Athena kids. What were you gonna do?

The mystery girl from before came over, a couple of the beer cans that Kelsey had accurately chucked at her and the Nyx girl coming with her. "Hey, sorry. Probably shoulda given ya a heads up before I threw those. My bad." She seemed to be taking it in rather good spirits though. The girl, who now had a name, Azura, placed the can back in Kelsey's cooler and reached into her bag. "I would like to offer you my own party favor I brought from home." In a move that shouldn't have been too shocking, Azura pulled out a litany of joints, expertly rolled and offered them to the crew.

Now Kelsey's well-known vice was alcohol, but she was no stranger to the cannabis culture. Ricky Wells grew a lot back home, as did the Frenchie, Julien Tremblay. Ricky was pretty free and loose with his crops as well. She traveled with her father on a few occasions to Ricky's trailer in the woods to partake in some of his wares. She did not expect to find any here though. And Azura didn't sound southern, so there was a chance this was some of the good northern shit.

"Well shoot, I ain't said no to a free joint yet," she confirmed as she took one of the offerings from Azura. "Merci buckets," The archer girl tucked the joint behind her ear, for partaking of after some punishment had been handed out on the beer pong court. "Ya know, thought I woulda met up wit someone who got a decent green connection before at one of these things. How come I never seen ya 'round before, Azura?"

The question was interrupted by a sudden burst of energy catapulting into the shoreline from the forest ridge. Kelsey could see it was a person tumbling towards the shore but they were flailing so much, it was hard to tell until suddenly Vivian Lucasta collided with Dustyn at such forced that Kelsey wasn't sure nine new planets were created right then and there. The Marston girl just felt the wind rush past as the two of them sprawled in the sand. She took another sip of her beer as Avem made the move to help Dustyn back up. Dallas was interrupted in his challenge by the entry of his sister, so he rushed forward to make sure she was all right. Not like there were many thoughts in the Apollo girl's head to totally scramble. She was always the happy-go-lucky type, if the 'Ouchies' didn't tip off anyone else to that fact.

"MY TOOTH!"

Dustyn came up from her tumble holding a still-bloody tooth in her hand. She immediately bestowed it upon Viv, who looked just as baffled as before. "There ya go, Viv. You can make yurself a fine voodoo necklace outta that. If D ever goes full zombie, you'll be protected!"

Kelsey's cohort seemed little worse for the wear, aside from the now obvious gap in her yellowed smile. "Does it look bad though?"

The Missouri native peered in for a look. As she thought, it was pretty obvious, but nothing that couldn't be hidden by side selfies. "Nah, you're fine. Gotta real Scottie Upshall smile now. If ya want, I can try 'n knock the other one out, make it all symmetrical and what not. She turned her attention back to the true matter at hand, and that was knocking as much sense into Dallas and his thoughts on his beer pong game as much as was knocked out of Viv and Dustyn. "All right Dal, since my playin' partner might be kinda concussed, y'all wanna wait a few minutes ta get dropped through tha table, or y'all want this whoopin' ASAP? Cause I'm impressed ya got my name first go, but not enough ta go easy on y'all." Clearly her mind was back where she felt it needed to be.

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Location | Misfits' meeting place, Santa Monica, California
Interacting with | Jules @Vox, Kim @Stanifly, Sami @BrutalBx, Nate @spooner
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The kudos from her friends were warmly received by the blonde at the picnic table. It always felt good for Emilia to help out people, even if it was just doing something as simple as bringing them a coffee. It sustained her. She returned the pleasantries to Jules and Kim. "You're welcome, everyone!" she chimed as she enjoyed the warm feelings and the cool drink.

Nate was thankful but a bit more incredulous that Emilia walked all the way to the meeting spot with all her gear and a couple trays of drinks. “You walked all the way from Colorado? Em, why didn’t you call? I could’ve come and met you and you know help you carry all that!”

"It's all right, Nate! Really! It wasn't that far, it was just up the street a little bit. Gramma stopped there anyway. It would have taken longer to wait for you, so don't be silly and enjoy your coffee!" She played with him a little bit. Emilia knew her reputation at school, but in her mind Nate should win the award for nicest student at Beverly Hills High. He was always so kind, especially when Emilia was in photography club and she had no idea what she was doing, reading light meters and everything. Nate would guide her through the steps every step of the way. Such a nice boy.

However, Emilia was snapped out of her self-revelry by the emergence of Sami from under the "RV". It was clear the Cuban boy had been fighting again, and he didn't do a very good job of protecting the face. She was going to take him to task, but Jules beat her to the punch regarding the punches. Nate acted to calm him down, and it was probably for the best. Even when Sami showed up on her doorstep, he never said anything about what had happened or who busted him up good. It was just usually a patch up and a pat on the back out the door. Gramma was much better at it than she was. Still, she was gonna say something.

"Seriously, Sami? Gramma made me promise literally one thing on this trip, and that was to make sure you didn't get busted up. At least I can say this happened beforehand..." She made a motion as if to reach for the first-aid kit in her bag, but it looked like the ice pack was going to do well enough, so she held off.

Nate was ready to go, and it looked like the other Misfits were following suit. Emilia looked around, trying to make sure everyone in their group was here. At least the ones she knew about. Mandy told her she was traveling with the other group, but there was still another person missing. "So, is Umbra coming on this trip? I thought she was, so I got her a large orange soda. If she's not coming, I'll drink it. It's totally fine. But it's gonna be flat." It's almost as if she was rambling on to help Nate change the subject, especially since she didn't want to think about what the implications of a stolen ride would mean.

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Location | Misfits' meeting place, Santa Monica, California
Time | 11:57 AM
Interacting with | Val @Dirty Pretty Lies, Kim @Stanifly, Sami @BrutalBx
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Emilia didn't have to scan the horizon very long. Or at all. Valeria Drake was the type of girl to announce her presence long before anyone noticed she was there. She emerged from the beach area, still wet from the ocean surf she was no doubt cavorting in given the board in her hand.

It was at surf club that she first met the Florida girl. Emilia had no idea how to surf, and quickly proved that her above-average height was not going to help her in that regard, but watching Val tame those waves like nothing, it was almost like poetry on the water. It led to talking at the very least, and a friendship that many others would have deemed unlikely, given Val's abrasive punk nature and Em's Disney-esque kindness to all people. But it was a good contrast. At least Em thought so. Besides, she liked to think Val had a hidden sweet interior to herself. One that was partly expressed through the choice of beverage Emilia held in her hand.

The blonde smiled wider as she heard the squeal coming from her friend who had placed her board on the still-disabled RV. "Em, have I ever told you just how much of a perfect person you are?" If Emilia wasn't blushing before, she certainly was after the shorter girl planted a kiss on her cheek. "How about we ditch these guys to run off and get married somewhere? I promise I'll love you forever: cross my heart and hope to die."

For a split-second, Emilia's brain gave the proposal a serious thought. Maybe it was still because of the prom incident, but it honestly didn't seem that bad. There had to be a chapel somewhere nearby... Then Miss Seger snapped back into her own head. She was still blushing, and it almost translated into her response. "I...um, well you know, I totally would do that, Val. Like in a heartbeat." She looked over and found her center again in the other female in their group. The one who was always so calm and collected it seemed as though nothing could faze her. Again, something Emilia appreciated as a contrast to her own self. "But we can't leave Kim here by herself with the others! How would we live with ourselves?" She took another drink of her caramel mocha. "Nope. We are just gonna have to wait until we get to Salt Lake City, and can make it a three-way wedding. That's how it has to be!" She giggled at such a notion. She didn't even know if it was still a thing in Utah, but if it was, they probably weren't interested in legitimizing a polyamorous lesbian marriage. She sat down on top of the picnic table and looked over at the RV, it's owner still working underneath. "Speaking of getting to Salt Lake City, how's it going over there Sami? Will we be departing soon?"

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Location | Colorado Avenue, Santa Monica, California
Time | 11:40 AM
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The sun was shining brightly over the beaches of Santa Monica. Too brightly for the driver of the white 1996 Volvo 850 that was puttering along at its own casual pace. As she continued along Colorado Avenue towards the pier, she muttered something in soft Swedish as she searched for a parking space. Content to give up on trying to find anything near the popular Ocean Front Walk, she pulled into a nearby McDonald's and slammed on the brakes, bringing the veteran vehicle to a stop in the shadow of the Golden Arches.

The senior citizen breathed a sigh of relief as the giant corporate logo did block enough of the sunlight to allow her
to get her bearings. As she adjusted the narrow sunglasses on her nose and shook her head of long hair that was now more platinum than blonde, she turned to the passenger she essentially chauffeuring off on this grand adventure. "That's enough for Gramma," she commented with the Swedish accent still somewhat present in her voice. "I don't need to fight with all the tourists just to be able to smell the seagull poop! I can do that from here!"

The younger woman riding shotgun shook her own blonde hair out and adjusted the aviator shades with the rose tint on the frame. Almost a mirror move of the driver. "It's fine, Gramma! I just appreciate you willing to drive me down to the pier at all! I mean, I know you'd rather I not leave on this trip."

"This is true," Gramma admitted. "But I also know you can't be moping around the house with your parents gone all day just feeling sad and angry for yourself! I did that enough with your mother for 20 years. So if my grandbaby thinks this is what she needs to help sort everything out, then I will not stop you." She looked back ahead towards the ocean. "But I will make you walk for it." She winked at her granddaughter.

"That's OK. I can work off the caramel mocha that I'm gonna buy cause you had to stop in front of the place where that is readily available," The young woman stuck her tongue out playfully. "Mom's gonna ask why I gained 20 pounds this summer, and I'll say, it all started at this moment. Because I strayed too close to the McCafe."

Gramma chuckled. "She thinks I spoil you enough as it is. One more log on that fire won't kill me." She pushed her sunglasses down, allowing her grey eyes to stare directly towards the blue eyes next to her. "Although if you ever want to come back home this summer, do not hesitate. I will drive to the airport to get you, and I know your father will too once he returns from his Scandinavian scouting trip. I know it may not feel like it some times, but they still love you, Emi."

Emilia Seger smiled warmly at her grandmother and nodded. "I know, Gramma. I know I am lucky. But like you said, I have to do this. For me, just to figure out myself. I mean, I want to know what to do. I'm a high school graduate now. I should have a plan. Maybe this will help me figure it out." She giggled. "Maybe I'll never want to leave LA again, and I just stay here next fall? Who can say?"

Another short laugh escaped the driver. "I wouldn't mind at all, dear." She leaned over and gave Emilia a big hug, the kind of hug that kept kids warm in the Minnesota winters. "Just look after yourself. And that Sami! Tell him not to get into so many fights! I'm not going to be there to patch him up now!"

Emilia giggled again. "I will tell him, Gramma! And I will keep you posted on all the adventures!" The teenager hopped out of the car, smoothing out the blue skirt that didn't really go with the black leather jacket she decided to buy for this trip and wore over a deep yellow cami, but she didn't care. Comfort over color scheme on the open road. Plus the jacket looked so ... rad, and it helped her necklace stand out.

She lugged one of her father's hockey duffel bags out of the back seat and slung it over her shoulders before adding her backpack to the load. The lone Seger child waved goodbye to her grandmother as the Volvo quickly peeled out of the parking lot, speeding back down Colorado.

Emilia looked at the restaurant doors she was certain she would fit through, even with her entire wardrobe slung on her back. "Hmmmmm, I can probably get drinks for the rest of the crew too. It's dollar days, how hard can it be?"

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Location | Misfits' meeting place, Santa Monica, California
Time | 11:55 AM
Interacting with | All the Misfits but Val
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Turned out, it was very hard. People were not appreciative of someone bringing an Everest's trek worth of gear into a tiny ordering area, and definitely not when that person decided that multiple McCafe specialties were necessary. Even more difficult was balancing seven drinks on those flimsy cardboard trays that they hand out and keeping the other bags in place on her shoulders. But Emilia was going to make it happen. For the crew. With her family's well-known grit and determination, she made her way towards the pier, knowing that the meeting spot wouldn't be terribly far away. She may not have been in with the group as long as some of the others, but she knew well enough where to be and when to be there.

Or so she thought. Everyone was pretty much already there by the time Emilia spotted Sami and ...... what appeared to be an old cruise missile converted into a vehicle? It was hard to tell exactly what it was that Sami had gotten a hold of. But he was there, and he was tinkering away on it. I'm sure it's a fine vehicle capable of tackling anything that might cross us on this voyage! It must be! Most of the others appeared to be there too, so everyone would get their drinks nice and cold.

"Hello everyone!" she shouted to the assembled masses, bright smile on her face even as the weight on her back had her struggling a little bit. But all those hikes with Jules were paying off for her endurance. "Sorry I'm late! Gramma didn't want to come all the way down here, so I had to walk from Colorado. But I brought drinks for everyone!"

She finally reached a nearby picnic table and quickly set the beverages down so she could dump the bags on the asphalt. "Whew! All right! Good to see you all! Here! I got a sweet tea for Jules with triple cream, and a creamless mocha frappe for Kim, and.... Emilia held up a large bright pink drink in her hand before realizing she didn't have a Florida girl to hand it to. "Oh shoot, where is Val? I knew I should have asked if she needed a ride... She took a long sip of her iced caramel mocha, scanning the beach to see if her friend was just on the horizon.

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MISFIT EMILIA

^{FC: Zara Larsson; Dialogue: ffff1e}
♫ Cause I've had my hopes raised, righting the wrong ways
Scared when you felt safe to start again

Now watch me rise up and leave
All the ashes you made out of me
When you said that we were wrong, life goes on
You blew me away, away, away, away ♫

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► reputation

Emilia, or Emi to her close friends, would be the leading candidate for nicest person at Beverly Hills High. She was always willing to give to whatever club was raising money for whatever cause. She would join clubs that were short a member so they could form and have meetings, even if she had no idea what an anime was or why Kelly Slater needed an appreciation society. She had a smile for everyone and and her bright blonde hair would be a ray of sunshine into everyone's life. People were surprised when she started dating backup quarterback Brandon Mendoza in the middle of junior year, but they seemed to make each other even happier.

Which is why people were even more shocked when Brandon dumped Emilia at senior prom. The now-starting quarterback really took losing prom king hard, but there were rumors that Brandon had been fooling around behind Emilia's back. Watching someone else take the crown just gave Brandon a reason to end things. Emilia was devastated and she fled the prom shortly after. She showed up to receive her diploma but almost no one wanted to be the one to approach Little Miss Sunshine following the darkest day of her life. Aside from one person. The person who seemed to know what she needed to hear. Sami Alejandro.

► noteworthy appearance traits

Her long wavy blonde hair that can be seen from miles away, her above-average height (5'9") and her gold necklace with the lapis lazuzi pendant.

► favorite item

The pendant she wears was a gift from her maternal grandmother, who was given it as a child before her family emigrated from Sweden in the 1950s. Gramma Hedvig passed it onto Emilia when she entered high school, and it has become a symbol for her. It's the only thing keeping her tethered to her past at the moment.

► current dilemma

The breakup is still very fresh, and it's the first time Emilia has ever been emotionally stabbed so deep. It's caused her to take a long hard look at everything about her life. Everything about her is in flux at the moment and the pain is still raw.

► warning

Don't mention prom or Brandon, she will breakdown. Pretty hard. Like crying and snotting and everything. It's gross.

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► quirks

• Will spout off the most random trivia when prompted by another person, but can't bring it up on her own.
• When deep in thought, she will twirl her hair around her left index and middle fingers, continuing to do so until she is done. Her record is 18 minutes.
• Is a sucker for those giant jawbreaker-like suckers that come on a wooden rack, and she will stock up whenever she can so she has one at the ready. Most flavors accepted, but not grape. Ew.

► hobbies

• Beach Walking
• French cooking
• Debating the meanings behind books
• Karaoke
• Joining clubs that let her do all those things and more

► dreams

Was previously to go to university with Brandon and continue what they had. Now? She's not entirely sure. She's committed, but to exactly what is up in the air.

► fears

That it's all downhill from here. That her life will be this painful forever more, and that she won't find anyone to love her and that she'll be one of those crazy cat ladies by the time she is 30.

► likes/dislikes

✔ Sunshine
✔ Lollipops
✔ Any song by Ariana Grande
✖ Swearing
✖ The song "I Gotta Feeling" by the Black Eyed Peas
✖ Football

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► occupation

Living off Dad's hockey money

► family

• Niklas Seger | Father | 39 | Former NHL center with Minnesota and Los Angeles, now assistant coach with the Kings
• Caroline Seger (nee Sandstrom) | Mother | 40 | Former Miss Minnesota, now a fundraiser for a local non-profit organization
• Hedvig Sandstrom | Grandmother | 69 | Retired school teacher, moved to California to be with her only daughter and grandchild.

► brief history

Emilia's Last Log - May 29th, 2019, 2:14 pm
"Sniff....Hello. To anyone who is watching this... My name is Emilia Seger.... *sniff* I'm 18, born September 3rd, 2001, in Minneapolis, Minnesota to Niklas and Caroline Seger. Moved to California in 2010 when my dad was traded to Los Angeles. *sniff* My favorite color is yellow, my favorite flavor of anything sweet is watermelon, and.... and.... I don't know why I'm saying all this. No one is going to see this. I'm not even going to see this. This is it.

I don't know what to do. I am still so ... mad ... and sad ... and I feel like I've been had. I can totally write music. I mean, I can't believe Brandon would do that. It was a few days ago now, but still it... how? We had this planned! We were going to go to the U of San Diego together! He was going to quarterback the Toreros and I could do a undergrad before moving into the Peace Studies program. And now? Now he's going to San Jose State? And he tells me this at our flipping prom? And dumps me in front of flipping everyone??? I... I can't... What am I supposed to do? I can't go back to Beverly Hills. Not after that. It was so... humiliating. And embarrassing.

I need to get out of here. I need to think. I need to plan. I need to ... to ... not dwell on this .... BUT I CAN'T HELP IT!!!!!

*crying for five minutes*

Sniff... OK. OK. Right. Anyway, I'm leaving this because I don't know when I will have solid WiFi again. Sami offered me a spot on this graduation road trip he planned out and you know I am going to say yes to that. How can I not? See the country, get the hell out of here, spend some quality time with the others, especially Val, since I know she's going back to Florida in the fall. I mean, I don't exactly get that. You don't see me clamoring to go back to Minnesota. The cold and the being called the Gophers? No thanks. No, this is what I need.

So, yeah, I am looking forward to this. Just the few of us, cruising. That's what I need. Just me and my solid group of friends. Not like I need a boyfriend. Especially not one named Brandon Mendoza. I swear, Brandon, if I find out it was true that you did it with Kayleigh Daniels at halftime during the homecoming game, I am driving up to your pathetic San Jose campus, I am finding you and whatever stupid floozie you are with and I WILL GUT YOU LIKE A FLIPPING FISH!

Emilia! Dearest! C'mon and have some supper! Gramma made you her special meatballs! So you can eat them and stop yelling!

Sorry Gramma! I'll be right down! .....I...I'm sorry. I...don't know what came over me. That's not like me... Oh well. I totally mean it. Go to hell, Brandon. I'll see you on TV never, you tool.*click*

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► extra information

Gramma's Swedish meatballs. The real ones, not that IKEA crap.

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@spooner Hoped you would be ;)

@TootsiePop Yay! I would love the discord link. Danke!

Also the fact that The Midnight was chosen for the first somg makes me already feel like I am home. Love them!

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_{Sorry notsorry for the double post}

@NeoAC If you want to go ahead and discuss connections between them, we can. :)

@BleedingLover

For sure! Once I get the all clear, I'd be happy to discuss some links!