☹ sad - book one [ed; au]

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bea kicked open the door to her room, walking past posters of her favorite bands.

plugging her headphones into her ears, the sound of jhene aiko blasting, she plopped down on her bed, thumbing though her magazines.

"sweetie?" a knock at the door, it was her dads. she looked up, and took one earphone out of her ear.

"hey daddy nick, daddy ken."

"we wanted to talk to you, about something important." nick started, slowly walking towards bea.

"yeah?"

"we're moving."