((GAH!! X_X I totally forgot about this thing!! Gomen nasai...
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Erek looked at Natasha... He knew that his parents would most likely give her a job, but...  For some reason, i didn't want to... What if they got her a job far away...? He would never see her again... He decided to drink a little more of the cocoa... It still tasted amazing... He smiled and hoped that he could be with her forever...
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((Yay! You're still alive! I was worrying that I'd have to give up on this =O))
Natasha hated not having a job. Her parents had worked to get where they were, and she wanted to be the same. She didn't like living off their money, and she knew that she could only do so for so long. Anything she found seemed to boring, or she didn't have the things that they needed, but soon Natasha began to think that she was becoming too picky.
And Erek was becoming a problem too. She loved having him here, and enjoyed the company. She didn't want him to leave. But she wondered about his parents, what they would think. And Erek might not like it here either. He seemed to be very polite, so she doubted he would even speak up if he wanted to leave. She knew that she wouldn't.
Natasha soon realised that she was ignoring Erek, deep in her thoughts, and also that she had finished the hot chocolate. She stood up, and made her way to the kitchen. On the way she noticed the phone - and there and then decided to call her parents, make sure they were ok.
"Um, Erek. I hope you don't mind, but I need to make a quick call to my parents, just make sure they're ok," she threw the remote for the TV over to him, "I've got a lot of channels, I'm sure you'll find something you'll want to watch. I shouldn't be long."
She dialled in the numbers, hands shaking. Her parents weren't young anymore, she didn't know if they'd have withstanded the blast. She didn't know what to expect, but hoped not for the worst.