Nathaniel Hilsinger was not a teenager anymore, that much was abundantly clear, and he didnt wish to have relationships like that of his youth. He tired of pining over people and having them pine over him. The man wanted something more real and he wanted it with Melodie Lowe. He wasnt sure why...
Being in Bondi wasn't something that Nathan wanted right now, not because he hated the gorgeous weather and beaches but because the woman he loved was being an idiot and hiding afor some reason. He couldn't figure out what he'd done or even what she might have done to make this happen, in fact...
Nathaniel was grateful for Melodie turning off the music as he wracked his brain about away to get to the wedding without apparating but the man had not considered that a phone could be used because he really only had one for show when around muggles and did not know how to use it but the hope...
Nathaniel hadn't noticed the wince that had made it's way onto Melodie's face and although he had heard the sarcasm dripping from her lips he hardly seemed to care enough to retort and instead continued in his merry way, complimenting her discretely. It had never occurred to Nathan how his tone...
Nathan had been to a few weddings in his time but most were arranged to keep the blood deemed superior by many just that: superior. He'd given them looks of pity as they exchanged vows with a person your family was using to continue the cycle of ignorance with another generation. He'd never...
Nathan had been ready to retire to his hotel as he heard his name uttered and he turned his body around so he could see where the word had come from. It was Izaak Finch with two brown haired children hanging off of his arms. The children seemed quite affectionate with his cousin and he thought...
Nathaniel Hilsinger was tired; tired of his life in America. Each day he was growing more annoyed with New York City and the rush that everyone seemed to be in all the time. He wanted to get out of Manhatten so this was eactly what he had done, he had told his girlfriend that they were over and...
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