Word Count: 302
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Interactions: @Axel Brooks
date: 12/23rd/2025

Biting her lip, she listens to what Axel told her what he said in french. As if you knew. She mumbles something unintelligent under her breath. Not paying attention she doesn't notice that Axel said something. Before she could ask him to repeat himself he cups her cheek. Hazel looks at him confused and looks away when she sees his bread rolling away.

"Axel," She whispers, "Your..." She trails off when he tucks a strand of her hair out of her face. As he does that something cold slithers down her back. Realizing what he did she broke out into a huge grin. Of course! He had to distract her and do that! Brushing out the snow from her shirt she giggles slightly. As she does that he walked away. Finally once she gets it all out she quickly responds yes to his question if she was coming and catches up to him.

"So where we going?" Hazel asks as she looks at the stores. Spotting an antique store she grabs his hand and says "Come on" before he could answer. Leading him into the store she walks up and down the aisles looking for the perfect one. Finding it she smiles and starts studying each object carefully.

Her cousin said that her grandmother liked old antique things. Like those creepy old dolls or the super old chest. Also she said that her grandma was dying. Hazel felt sad for her but not too sad because she doesn't know brees grandma well. She learned all of this when she sent Bree a letter asking what she should get for brees family for christmas. What they liked.

Continuing to study the items she whispers out loud to herself, "What in the world do you get a dying old lady who likes antique things?"

Banner by the Lovely Hazel Nelson
WC: 214
Mentioning: @Hazel Nelson
Date: 23/12/2025
French: Abc English: Abc
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I find myself scoffing as she grins at my antics- Of course she isn't irritated by it. I raise my brows as the girl grabs my arm and pulls me into the store. An antique store? Really.... that's her taste? I watch as she looks at things with interest- How an earth did I get roped into helping a girl i met about 20 minutes ago with getting a gift for a dying grandmother. I resist the urge to roll my eyes. Stepping into Hazel's personal space, I lean over her shoulder a pick up an ornament which looks like a coffin- with gold swirls on the side with a 'day of the dead' symbol in red in the centre. I throw the probably quiet expensive ornament up in my hands then catch it "Voila! Your gift for the lady- a coffin is perfect you know, dying and all that crap"

I then shove the ornament into Hazel's hands then I force my hands into my pockets. "Or an urn for her ashes when she perishes? Depending on how much you like the old bat" My tone is bored and dismissive with a hint of excitement.

"Ah , ma petite ami....Ah- my little friend how much do you want to.... spend on this..... lady?"

Word Count: 275
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Interactions: @Axel Brooks
Date: Dec. 23rd 2025

As she searches for a gift, she looks over at Axels suggestions with little interest. Well until he shoves the ornament thingy into her hands. Rolling her eyes she examines it. It was actually beautiful. Out of the corner of her eye, she spots two skeletons. Putting them into the box thingy sh smiles in accomplishment at how it came out as. As she was doing this, she caught the last part of what Axel was going on about.

"Well the most I have made a rule for myself to not spend less than 50 dollars on someone. If I do I'll feel guilty." Hazel shrugs as she turns the attention back to what she created. Suddenly a thought comes to mind. Axel could totally teach her french! Especially when he keeps speaking it. Gently setting the ornament down with the skeletons still in it, she spins towards him fast, eyes sparkling.

"You should totally teach me french!" Smiling widely she continues, "We could become friends and met up somehow and make a day out of it! And during those times you could teach me French bit by bit!"

She turns back around to pick the ornament with the skeletons in it. Taking the skeletons back out she looked at the prices for both the skeletons and the ornament. The ornament cost 45 dollars. The skeletons together was ten dollars. So bout 45 dollars all together. Gather it she heads into the next aisle. Spotting a jewelry box with carvings engraved in it, she picks it up without looking at the price. Then heads off to checkout, saying, "lets go," over her shoulder to Axel.

Banner by the Lovely Hazel Nelson
WC: 229
Mentioning: @Hazel Nelson
Date: 23/12/2025
French: Abc English: Abc
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I feel my heart skip a beat in horror, this girl makes it a habit to spend at least 50 dollars on gifts? FIVE ZERO?! And she'll feel guilty if she doesn't spend that much. Just how rich is this girl???

I feel my mouth slip into a smirk. Teach her French? Pff- Hell no. I wouldn't be paid to teach Hazel French, no doubt she'll mess up the pronunciation and the accent oh god..... tourists are so bad at the accent its like nails on a chalkboard. And they seem proud they said something in French that they learnt for Duolingo or something disgusting like that. "Make uh day of it? Really?" My voice dripping in disdain. "Learning French is uh difficult, more so than your horrid language Anglais..... If you can even call it a language, its more like a mix of three with no rules and a rude tone."

I shrug. "If you can say 'I like cheese' perfectly, then I might consider teaching you..... only cos it will be funny to watch you struggle". I watch as Hazel picks up another thing from the shelf. Seriously?! Just how much money can one kid have? Does she get a set amount to buy on gifts.... Cos i certainly couldn't just spend $50+ on gifts, my ma would have ma neck! I think bitterly, a bit jealous.

Word Count: 407
Ooc notes: Sorry its late! Hope its good!

Interactions: @Axel Brooks
Date: Dec. 23rd 2025

Difficult. As he finshes speaking without warning, Hazel lets out a laugh, "I would've learned french by now if I were able to pay more attention. Anyways I could always just ask my father to teach me. But I asked you not only because I like you and wuld love to hang out with you but I assume you speak freanch fluently. Unlike my faher, if he taught me some things would be so dreadfully wrong. Especially the accent."

Staring at him after she says this she silently prays that hell say yes to teaching her. If not she might atually bug her father to teach her. Everything would be fine if he did including the accent. What Hazie told Axel at the end a a small white lie. Hed never learn that her father is fluent in french. Espcially because her mokther was french or so he says and her fathers mother. Unless Axel somehow ends up meeting her father and striking a conversation in that unknown language, he wouldnt figure out that she lied. So she wasnt worried about that.

But on the other hand she was very very worried about his answer to what she said. Oh of course he would say something snotty and mean in response, which shes getting used to by now. But if he still doesnt change his mind? Shed be annoyed and maybe a tad bit hurt.

Lost in thoufht she doesnt notice that they are already at the front. Which now him taking a while to answer makes sense now. The cashier doesnt say anything while she scans the items. When she finshes scanning, the lady looks towrds Hazel annoyed and says its $70. Grabbibg her wallet out of her purse she counts out four $20 bills. Handing it to the lady with a smile, she patiently waits for her. The woman moves at snails speed. After what it seems like forever, shes told the change due is 9.50 and shoves her the money with an eyeroll. Hazel catches it, dropping a few coins, and mutters rude under her breathe before walking out of the store. Shivering slightly at the sudden change of tempature, she turns and grabs Axels hand. Pulling him towards the empty bench she forces him to sit down with her.

"So please will you teach me french? And what do you mean say I like cheese perfectly? Theres no imperfect way to say it."

Interacting with @Hazel Nelson
WC: 358/200

Date: 23/12/2025
French: Abc English: Abc

Axel sighs, not a short sharp sigh, but a long, exasperated one. "You like me? and want to spend more time with me...? You're.... fou crazy!" My eyes widen in panic as she says she could get her father to teach her. "NON! "Your father cannot teach you French. It's... its a art and you cant just learn it from him, you'll get ridiculed and looked down upon." He starts speaking rapid fire French, glaring and doing big hand gestures getting a few odd looks from the locals for his crashout before pausing and taking a deep breath. "You want to learn French......? Will you put the effort in? Its extremely difficult. Most tourists like you give up before they can even fully understand the basic concepts." He crosses his arms and raises his brow."

Axel smirks slightly as the cashier s_l_ o_w_ l_y gets Hazel her change, a French joke of sorts. If a tourist comes, be slow getting their change as they always making it less efficient and have less change for a local. His smirk turns into a grin as the money gets shoved into her hand and some coins fall. Classic French jokes were hilarious, he made eye contact with the cashier and gave them the thumbs up.

Then Axel was yanked away, almost tripping. Hazel had grabbed him again. What was it with this girl and the lack of boundaries?! Like stop dragging me everywhere. He though slightly annoyed but let it happen nonetheless.

I said, say cheese perfectly as its a good way to judge your accent. J'aime le fromage , if your accent is horrific, then I won't teach you, if its so so then I might. But if your accent if perfect then I guess I'll teach you as you'll soon sound like a locale."

He crosses his arms again and waits somewhat impaintenly. "I'm not doing this for you alright, don't think I'm being nice or get the wrong idea- I'm doing it for the other French people who have to hear you speak.... And if you butcher the Language then I'll do us all a favour."

Word Count: 355
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Mention/Interactions: @Axel Brooks
Date: Dec. 23rd 2025

"Of course I like you! I would probably like you more once you put...put this shield down that you carry over yourself." Flashing him a smile, she moves forward slowly in line. Stifling a laugh over his panic about her telling him that she would have her father teach her french. He spouts a bunch of things off in french and waves his hands around. People around them, tourists and locals alike, both turn and stare. Hearing someone start to snicker, she turns and glares at the, shutting them up. Then grabbing both of Axels hands, she stops them from moving. He finally pauses and takes a breath. She lets go, and immediately he crosses his arm. "Calm down! Yes I'll put the effort in. Why wouldn't I?"

Not giving him room to respond, she turns and waits semi-impatient and thinks. Looking up, she sees that they're at the cashier. After paying, she turns and catches Axel smiling and giving the lady a thumbs up. Rolling her eyes, she grabs his hand pulling him towards a bench. He lets out a sort of huff of annoyance but lets her take him there. Once they are both seated, she pleads with him to teach her once more.

Letting out a breath she didn't know she was holding when he agrees. But on one condition. Say I like cheese in french. Raising an eyebrow, he continues to talk. Trying not to laugh when he says to not think he's being nice, she nods.

"Okay so I like cheese in french. I could do it." Sighing softly, her fathers face flashed in her head. Her father who tried to teach her french when she was younger but never pushed her for more than a week when she said no. Who's could speak french as if he lived in France for his entire life. Biting her lip, she lets out a sigh. "J'aime le fromage." Her accent was spot on. After saying it she raises her eyebrow. "So hows that? I could learn French, Ive heard it all my life from my father and whatever he does for work."

Interacting with @Hazel Nelson
WC: 235/200

Date: 23/12/2025
French: Abc English: Abc

Axel gave a scoff and a roll of his eyes. "You liking me..... That'll change, don't you worry." He instantly tenses up as she grabs his hands to 'calm him down' but the shock of someone actually touching him which wasn't a slap made him momentarily stop his french rambling.

Knowing how tourists are with personal space, or maybe just this tourist girl in particular, he allowed her to lead him, like a lost puppy, to a bench.

He flops himself down on the bench, then bum-shuffles once to sit at the far-opposite site to Hazel, despite her talking to him. He sees her stifle her laughter and his scowl comes back. "Its not that funny, geez". He crosses his arms again, either to seem annoyed or to warm up his hands- You'll never know as he'd never ever say.

Axel tries not to smirk as Hazel sighs, but he's not that type of person, so he smirks outrightly. He's about to make a snide comment out Hazel being out of her depth, when she says the phrase perfectly.

His face drops his smirk. Tourist Girl can actually speak French?! No way! Elle ne peut pas savoir, sûrement! She can't know, surely He thinks. He glares at Hazel. "Tu peux parler français. C'est bien, Je suppose." You can speak french, it's good, I suppose He clicks his tongue annoyed. "Mais, I'll teach"