Made by @Drago Thanatos-Kholodov at Hex and Hemlock

Word Count: 335
Ooc notes: Posting it now! Won't have time on Monday!

Interactions: @Axel Brooks
Date: 12/23rd/2025

I smile at my dad as I skip next to him. This is my first time in France! Also apparently its very rare for it to snow heavily so I got lucky. I had to skip some school in order to come here in time! My dad has been here 4 times already. And this is why we are visiting France. I was looking for some parchment paper in my Dads office at home. Going through his drawers, I found some photos. Well more of two whole stacks! They all had him and my mother in it during Christmas time. I started looking through them and was still looking through them when he came home. I showed them to him and he told me that they used to visit France for Christmas. So I begged him to take me there instead of visiting London.

We walk into a cafe. Once we get in a wave of warmth and comfort hits me. Breathing in the sweet scent of sweets and pastries, I ask for hot chocolate. While sipping on it me and my dad go over our plan. Since we've been here for two days already, filled with him showing me everything and every way to get back to where we are staying. Our plan is that we will split ways and he does his Christmas shopping and I do mine. Then we'll meet back up at our hotel.

Once I finish my hot chocolate I leave. I wander into each store making a mental shopping list of what I'm going to get. Everything looked so perfect for my dad! Also everyone else! My other family and friends. I sigh. I suck at making decisions. Heading back into the first store I walked into, a jewelry store, I buy a gold watch for my dad. They had me change and I walk out of the tore, fumbling with my money. Not paying attention, I walk onto ice. I slip, dropping everything. Groaning in pain, I slowly get up. I slip once more and mumble a string of curse words.

Banner by the Lovely Hazel Nelson
WC: 217
Date: 23/12/2025
French: Abc English: Abc
ooc notes:

I look up at the sky, great snowing... just what I needed while running these stupid errands for my mère. Pulling my grey jumper closer to me and my hat further down on my head, I trudge through the snow. I reach the first store and have to dodge a tourist, with a scowl I call out "Regardez-le !" Watch it!. With a roll of my eyes and a rude gesture I walk into the store and grab the stuff my mère wanted: Ham, three baguettes and some brie cheese. I see the tourist shack open again selling the british or American hot chocolate- pathetic, just wear more clothes- or drink coffee. Stupid tourists.

My bitter gaze lands on a girl fumbling with her money coming out from a store. I raise my brows, then she slips and I have to cover my mouth to stop a loud laugh from coming out. I stroll over. "Je parie que ça fait mal, haha" I raise my brows then roll my eyes as I realise you don't speak French. Then I speak again but I slow, patronizing English: "I bet that hurt, haha" I cross my arms and stand on the edge of the ice- making no move to try and help you, I smirk slightly as you slip again.

Made by @Drago Thanatos-Kholodov at Hex and Hemlock

Word Count: 288
Ooc notes: -

Interactions: @Axel Brooks
Date: 12/23rd/2025

I give up on trying to get up normally. Especially after some guy comes up and starts laughing. And speaking in French? Whatever. He opens his mouth again this time speaking in English. "Well," I groan, "You bet right. Do you need some prize now for guessing on something so obvious." I roll my eyes at him. By then I have already got up. Spreading my arms open I say very loudly, "Ladies and Gentlemen! Come over and met the wonderful guesser that's right next to me! He could guess anything right! Especially if it's something a 4 year old could guess!"

People that are walking by turn and snicker as I talk. Once I finish, I turn away as I get everything back together. That may have been a bit rude and dramatic of a reaction but he had it coming. Checking my dad's watch to make sure its not broken I left the coins abandoned so someone else could get them. Maybe the next person could get better luck than me. Turning back towards him I smile, "Oh by the way maybe if you see someone slipping on ice it'd probably be better to help them than laugh at them. Or who knows people may dislike you for that reason. I, on the other hand, would love to get to know you"

I bite my lip as I think. Why the hell did I just say that? Maybe it might be better to get to know him. Who knows what he may be like on the inside. He could be a huge softie and this could just be an act.

I decide to go and try to get to know him, "Im Hazel. And you are?"

Banner by the Lovely Hazel Nelson
WC: 279
Mentioning: @Hazel Nelson
Date: 23/12/2025
French: Abc English: Abc
ooc notes:

I raise my brows as the girl responds in sarcasm and my eyes darken. I note that only the tourists respond to her quip the other French residences ignore her completely. Brilliant-ridiculed by this british tourist while in my own village, I can never get a break. "Au secours tu...? Beurk non" Help you..? Ew no. I shift my bag of groceries to my other hand and pull my jumper around me more, then hoist my black trousers up. "Vous ne recevez pas votre argent?" Are you not getting your money? Then I remember you don't speak French. "Ughh- non! tu parles français-, What i said earlier was- I don't..... help people and are you not going to get your money?" I recross my arms in an attempt to keep in the cold and ward off this friendly british tourist person. My face falls into a scowl as she smiles at me, ew why so happy on this positively gloomy day? My gaze darkens more as she says she'd love to get to know me. Me of all the teenagers in Paris, she wants to talk to me? Ironic- just what my therapist told me to do- talk to like-minded people- yuk. "Écoute ma fille, je ne fais pas... bien. Mais si tu dois savoir.. Listen girl, I don't do nice. But if you must know... I switch to English, knowing she wouldn't understand my little rude part."Axel" I roll my eyes and blow a snowflake out of my hair. I give the girl a look- then a smirk as I purposely didn't use her name after she told me just to be difficult.

Made by @Drago Thanatos-Kholodov at Hex and Hemlock

Word Count: 264
Ooc notes: -

Interactions: @Axel Brooks
Date: 12/23rd/2025

I tilt my head in confusion as he starts speaking french. Damn I really should've took up my Dads offer of learning french. I open my mouth to let him know that I dont speak french when he asks, in English, if I was gonna get my money and tells me he doesn't help people.

I shake my head for the money part. "I'm gonna leave my money there." I roll my eyes, "How do you not help people?" I fake a dramatic gasp, "So you've never help a door open for anyone either? Because that's helping?" I point to the bag hes holding. Which from a quick peek I got when he moved the bag was filled with food, "Hold up! Are you buying those for someone? Like a parent?" I pretend to think, "Oh my god! If you are you're helping!" I drag out the word helping long and slowly.

He says something else in French again. To bad my dad ain't here. He could've translated for me. He could've translated everything for me! I definitely am curious of what he's saying in french. And also regretting not saying yes to learning french. Hmm maybe once I see him again I'll ask him to teach me french. That way the next time I run into this boy I could know what he's saying.

As Im thinking this I barley catch his name. I repeat what his name in my head. Alex? No it doesn't sound right. Axel I think is right. "I like your name." I say softly, "It matches you perfectly."

Banner by the Lovely Hazel Nelson
WC: 262
Mentioning: @Hazel Nelson
Date: 23/12/2025
French: Abc English: Abc
ooc notes:

I raise my brows in exasperation. Leave her money there?! What a waste. I scoff as she asked how can I not help people and I open my mouth for a retort but she then points out my shopping bag from my mère's errand job and I can feel myself glowering at her as I know she is right. I am helping someone right now- my mère. "Shut up" I hiss in English- wanting her to understand me. I chuck the bag on the floor "It's none of ya business on if I help or not- and I don't help cos nobody has done that for me- I' was always the one giving but never getting" I don't even care that I'm having an outburst to this british tourist- she'd hit a nerve without knowing and was now getting burned. I step closer, way into your personal space, my hot breath on your face, my stormy grey eyes burning with fury.

I'm about to start on my next verbal rampage when- "I like your name" flies through my ears. I pause, and blink slowly taking a step back as if needing to put space in between you and the compliment. "Quoi?" What? I repeat, the blink and the french word. "Quoi?!" What?! I look more bewildered. "Why?" In my confusion I use English as I want her to explain quickly. "Why does it match me perfectly huh?" I add a bit more tone to my voice to make it more like a threat rather than a plea for answers.

Made by @Drago Thanatos-Kholodov at Hex and Hemlock

Word Count: 286
Ooc notes: -

Interactions: @Axel Brooks
Date: 12/23rd/2025

I watch him silently as he blows up. He throws his bag onto the floor. I look down at it as the stuff in there falls out and rolls away. He steps forward closing the space between us. His eyes show his anger. After he finishes talking, I whisper softly, "If no one helps you maybe they don't know you need help. Or maybe they don't care. They are probably not worth your time if they don't make you worth their time." I look up and stare back into his eyes. His grey eyes that are filled with fury.

After I tell him I like his name he steps back in surprised. He blinks and says a word in french. He repeats his action before asking me in English why his name matches him. I blush slightly as I respond to his question. "Well I-um it just does. It's dark and so serious but at the same time its makes me want to learn more about you. Like it shows that there's more to you than what you show people."

I blush once more after I finish saying what I said. I bend down and start picking up the food he bought. I put them all back into the bag before handing it back to him. "I'm also sorry that I made you furious earlier. But still if someone doesn't make you worth their time they shouldn't be worth your time. Life's too short for that."

I smile softly at him before looking around. A thought comes across my mind. "Do you have anything important to do?" I ask. I bite my lip once more as I wait for him to answer. Probably with something sarcastic.

Banner by the Lovely Hazel Nelson
WC: 241
Mentioning: @Hazel Nelson
Date: 23/12/2025
French: Abc English: Abc
ooc notes: Flirting is a mean joke to use later as insults

I groan loudly. "Stop being nice!! I-I don't know how to deal with nice people" I give you a grimace, irritated with sharing that with you. "Espèce de fille idiote" You daft girl With a scowl, I run my hand through my hair. "Just stop being.... friendly... It irritates me"

I listen to her explain why she complimented my stupid name and my eyebrows hide in my hair. She really does mean it... huh. "Dark and serious pff-" I scoff- "Comme si tu le savais, Hazel. " as if you knew, Hazel

I furrow my brows as i watch her blush, Blushing really? Lets have a bit of fun with this and i step closer feigning concern. "Are you well- you've gone all red... Do you have fever?" I put the back of my hand to her forehead as if checking her temperature. Then as suddenly as I reached out i pull my hand back and shove them both deep into my pockets.

I watch confused as she picks up all my groceries and hands them back to me, with an exasperated sigh I take them as if moving my hand is a huge effort. "Nah- don't apologize, you're wasting your breath."

As Hazel smiles, I return her friendly one for a glare. "Important stuff- of course I do but making you blush is more fun." I smirk. "Mon amour" My Love. I say teasingly not really meaning it.

Made by @Drago Thanatos-Kholodov at Hex and Hemlock

Word Count: 270
Ooc notes: -

Interactions: @Axel Brooks
Date: 12/23rd/2025

I mumble to myself, "I cant help being friendly," as he tells me to stop. Its instinct! I honestly cant help it! I get thrown down a tunnel of arguing with him in my head. More of a one sided argument in there. How can't he know how to deal with friendly people! How is that even a thing?

After I told him why I like his name he scoffs. He starts mumbling something. I'm about to tune him out until I catch my name. "Excuse me? What'd you say?" I ask him. Hopefully he answers. He steps closer to me and looks at me with concern. Although his eyes are filled with amusement. He asks if I have a fever. Against my will my face flares up even more. Before I could even realize what he was doing he put his hand against my head and then put it back into his pocket.

He takes his groceries and tells me not to apologize. I roll my eyes as he tells me not to waste my breath. "I'm not wasting my breath. You make it sound like I'm on my death bed. 'Dont waste your breath you need it to say goodbye.'"

He returns my smile with a glare. My face flares up when he says he would rather make me blush than do whatever he needed to do. I groan, "I prefer that you do your important stuff than make me blush." I roll my eyes, "Maybe you could totally help me with shopping. After you do your important stuff. I assume that you know your way around here"

Banner by the Lovely Hazel Nelson
WC: 239
Mentioning: @Hazel Nelson
Date: 23/12/2025
French: Abc English: Abc
ooc notes: Sorry for taking a while

I sigh loudly, "What I said was, touristes idiots Idiot tourist As if you knew Hazel" My tone dripping with distain. I smirk as I see you grow more red as I touch your forehead. "Si facile" Then I shrug as if your embarrassment not important or not worth my time.

I scoff as she responds to 'dont waste your breath' and I click my tongue. "Sorry you misunderstand Hazel" I step closer and grin, cupping her cheek with my right hand, ignoring my baguguette rolling away. With my other hand I tuck a stray hair out of your face. The moment would have been romantic if I didn't then grab a handful of snow and shove it down the back of your shirt.

I pull away with a snigger and pick up my bag then start walking away. Then I stop, sigh and and exaggeratedly turn to face you. "Are you coming? I haven't got all day Hazel"

What Hazel didn't know, was that I was feeling kinda guilty about pushing the cold snowball down her back and was going to offset it by pretending to fall into one of the snow heaps before the 'tourist' store. If she accepted my begrudging offer then I'd walk a few steps then fall backwards into the snow, if not then I would avoid it completely and gladly go back home and pretend this conversation hadn't happened.