★Part 13★

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(Y/N POV)

I think about it. Should I text Natasha? I don't want to bother her. And it is pretty late. Well I mean I might as well try. Worst case scenario she doesn't answer. I pull up her contact.

 I pull up her contact

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I think for a moment

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I think for a moment.

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I laugh

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I laugh.

Tears prick my eyes

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Tears prick my eyes. Natasha reminds me so much of my mom. I know that's weird, but she does. She's fun, and she gives good advice. Well she does to me anyway. And I only met her three two days ago and she already treats me like, well, almost like a daughter. Sort of. Maybe. I don't know.

I get teary eyed again

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I get teary eyed again.

I get teary eyed again

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I laugh.

Wow, okay mom🙄😂 I say.

Wow, goodnight daughter🙄😂  She retorts. I laugh.

Goodnight Nat❤️

Have a good day at school tomorrow

❤️😴

(Just to let everyone know, the reason those last few messages were typed is because I had to put them in my caption on Instagram so everything is on here the exact same way it was on imstagram😂)

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