#MacBook rose gold

[windowsandfeelings]

wow weird did you know that brand new laptops are significantly faster than 8 year old laptops? so strange. who'da thunk it.

[idontmindifuforgetme]

i love it when u buy the cutest macbook case off of etsy and the seller’s working on it and then your macbook spontaneously decides to blow a fuse and DIE

[musiquesduciel]

Officially part of the pink iPhone gang 🩷

[identifying-computers-in-posts]

Got my things stolen and can’t remember what model to replace my ipad from, it was Apple Pencil 1st gen compatible. Thank you wizard

(2016) iPad Pro 9.7” OR (2017) iPad Pro 10.5”

Below the cut are my opinions on a replacement iPad, the information i used to figure out what model you had, and also Apple’s weird rose gold phase. rip the rose gold colorway, 2015-2020

iPad shopping advice—

I do not recommend buying a refurbished 2016 iPad Pro, while not technically obsolete, iPadOS 16 is no longer receiving active support— security updates are still being pushed out but Apple tends to only provide those for another one or two years unless a zero-day vulnerability is found. (iPadOS 16’s active support expired a year ago, for further context)

I can’t in good faith recommend buying a refurbished 2017 iPad Pro, it currently operates on the latest OS (iPadOS 17), however that’s likely to be its last core update in its lifetime— it turns 7 years old this year (a typical lifespan for an iPad is 5-6 years), iPadOS 17 has less than a year of active support left with iOS & iPadOS 18 slated for September 2024… however, the prices look good if you can find one from a reliable seller.

I have two recommendations for replacement*

Refurbished** iPad Air (2020) 256gb

Runs iPadOS 17 and will be receiving core updates for another 2-3 years minimum

Support for up to 5 Gbps over USB-C support (which means support for external storage devices)

Support for the Apple Pencil (2nd Gen) and Apple Pencil (USB-C)***

Smaller bezels; the home button is removed and TouchID is on the power button

Support for a external mirrored display

Support for Wi-Fi 6 & Bluetooth 5.0

5G LTE support if you’re into that sort of thing (cellular models do cost extra)

iPad 10th Gen (2022) 256gb

Runs iPadOS 17 and will be receiving core updates for the next 4-5 years minimum

Support for USB-C with speeds of USB 2.0

Front-facing camera is horizontal (which is the reason for the next point)

Support for Apple Pencil (1st Gen w/ Adapter) or Apple Pencil (USB-C)***

Smaller bezels; bigger screen, TouchID on power button

Support for an external mirrored display

Wi-Fi 6 & Bluetooth 5.2 support

Cellular models equipped with 5G support

*Only if you need an iPad before March or April of this year. For the first time since 2010, Apple skipped a year in iPad refreshes. Mark Gurman predicts that new iPads will be released by the end of March. The 6th Gen iPad Air is rumored to be receiving a pretty large facelift— likely slashing the price of the 5th Gen Air. The iPad Air is widely considered to be the best price-to-performance option from the iPad family.

**I recommend checking out open box pricing for the latest generation iPads before making a decision. If possible, hit up a BestBuy or Microcenter so you can look at open box devices in person. Only buy refurbished devices from trusted sources; I recommend Amazon Refurbished or Geeksquad Refurbished.

***the Apple Pencil (USB-C) does not support pen pressure on any iPad model. The Apple Pencil (2nd Gen) is the most feature-rich model to date, read more here.

as both these iPads run the same processor, here are the benchmarks from CPU Monkey for the A10X Fusion (IPP2017) vs. A14 Bionic (IPA2020)

And the insane amount of information I know about Apple’s rose gold phase that led me to what iPad you have:

Apple introduced the rose gold colorway in 2015 with the launch of the iPhone 6s, and the phasing out started with the release of the iPhone 8 in 2017, replacing rose gold with just plain gold. That’s the timeframe for our rose gold iPad— and there were only six iPads launched between 2015-2017. This assumption is further supported by the launch of the Apple Pencil in late 2015 and the eventual launch of the the smaller 9.7” iPad Pro in 2016, which came in the standard space gray, silver, and gold, but was also released in one extra color: rose gold. The rose gold colorway in the iPad lineup was exclusive to the smaller IPP 1 & 2 until 2020 (see “Other Apple products…”). Additionally, the visible sides of the iPad suggest it’s from the “tapered unibody” MacBook era— specifically the “rounded edges” or “squircle” era, when all iPads fit awkwardly into folio cases if they weren’t made by Apple. The iPad that received a rose gold colorway in 2020 is of the “squared edges” era, thus ruling it out entirely.

Other Apple products that saw a brief rose gold colorway:

Retired from the Apple Watch lineup in 2017

Retired from the MacBook lineup in 2018

Retired from the iPhone lineup in 2017

Retired from the iPad Pro lineup in 2018

Added to the iPad Air lineup in 2020 and then immediately replaced by pink following the next release

Apple recently has introduced the pink colorway into its products as it delves more into the colorful side of tech again. Things you can buy in pink from Apple if you want to stay on theme:

iPhone 13, 15

iPhone 15 Plus

iPad 10th Gen (2022)

iPad Air (2022)

Apple Watch Series 9

[lucystark12]

"will, i don't feel the same way, but i will always care about you no matter what" is playing of the screen of my rose gold macbook air on july 1st, 2025. i am flabbergasted. my jaw has hit the floor. everything i've worked so hard for has amounted to nothing. the countless hours we all spent on analyzation just for the most boring vanilla ship in the history of shipping to be canon. a tear falls from my left eye, only, it isn't a tear, it's a drop of blood! and it's coming from my nostril! suddenly, a loud grandfather clock's ring fills my house. i understand now! i pull out my phone and begin to play heroes by david bowie, snapping myself out of the vecna trance and back into reality where i have a new silver computer and mike is coming to terms with his feelings, because of course mileven would never be endgame, it was just vecna trying to use the overcoming feelings of rage i feel at bad writing to kill me ❤️

[4pfsukuna]

Could u write a sukuna fluff where he helps reader take down her braids and do her wash day 🙈

Debrief: i loved writing these cute little 1k word sfw fluff… in sukunas way

“What is it the braids!”

“Say it again and imma punch you in the throat” you huff stabing your braid with the tip of the tail comb wishing you could stab it into something else. You regret the day you introduced your boyfriend to kendrick lamar and worse explained the kendrick and drake beef. You remember the exact moment he decided to become a fan, it was exactly one month ago.

“So he woke up and chose violence?” He ask with a wicked smirk on his face. “Just started atttacking him through the music leaving psychological scars and making everyone hate him?” He follows up and you nod bopping along to the beat of not like us playing through the speakers of your rose gold macbook. 

“Yeah a real menace but the people love him” you tell him swooping your edges with the mini cheetah print brush careful not to make it to big so you wouldnt become the next meme on social media.

“I approve” his wicked smile grows until he hears a specific part that makes his eyes light up.

But that was a month ago, and even then you were holding on to these braids and knotless werent something to hold on to. Especially with the boho hair pieces getting tangled from you and your boyfriends sex sessions no amount of swooped edges, manipulated styles or headbands could save the style.

Unfortunately he loved you with these braids, loved that you had them a maroon color. The same color of his eyes. He thinks you look like a goddess but he would never tell you that can’t have you to arrogant.

So when a white man at the grocery store tells you he loves the braids, you immediately cancel date night with your boyfriend and head home to take them down. Enough was enough and that was all the sign you needed.

Sukuna isnt happy though and why would you expect him(derogatory) to just be okay with it and leave you alone. 

“Woman, explain” he ask with an annoyed look… well he always looks annoyed, he almost misses the section in your hair, it is very small, of braids thats youve already taken out.

“A white man complimented my hair so i have to take it down” you explain and when you dont offer any further explanation except just a blank stare with a tiny pout he nods. He knew better than to ask anything about your hair.

He barges in, in his true fashion kicking off his shoes at the door before sitting where you were sat.

“Uraume is good at hair stuff… want me to call them?” He offers not sure of how to help when your mood visibly sinks further but you just shake your head. 

“No i just… its so much its going to take days and im sorry for canceling i just—“ your eyes begin to water and Sukuna doesnt know how to handle this. Hes use to his big strong girlfriend who even though shes nearly a foot shorter you werent scared of him, scared to threaten him or scared to put him in his place. You problem yelled at him more than he yelled at people plus he would never forget the day you put him in a headlock. It kinda turned him on.

“Sweetheart let me help you then, put on some of your music that you like and sit between my legs like you make your neice do when you do your hair and ill pay to get your next style, okay” he rushes out pulling you to him in a hug and he hears you sniffle. For a woman that bullied a known menace to society you could be so sensitive sometimes but he loves that. Loves when you run into his big strong arms for protection.

“Can we get food?” You sniffle into his shirt and he chuckles squeezing you tighter.

“As long as you dont get your nasty snot on my shirt” he teases making you laugh.

“What is it the—nggh! Did you just bite me?!” He hisses tugging a little rougher on one of your braids making you whine. It didnt hurt but you were so tired, your arms were in pain from holding them up so long and your neck from leaning it against his muscular and meaty thigh.

“I told you stop saying that” you hiss dropping your arms tired of sitting here your butt was hurting also there was only but so many angles you could sit in. He promised booty rubs an hour ago but you had so many braids you were never going small again.

“Ugh you are the worst client ever, youre actually never allowed back to my malevolent salon of doom” he mimics the way you play pretend with your niece over he sees you getting frustrated again and your immediate cable lets him know that was the right thing to say and he’s proud.

You run your fingers through the back of your head pretending to scratch trying to see how many he has left when you notice he’s actually completely done before a loud smack and your hand is stinging.

“Did you just pop me?!” You're shocked, and with the comb nevertheless?! Oh he was spending too much with you learning too much about you and your mannerisms.

“Yeah and ill do it again, now let me tell you about the drama that happened at the kfc outside the tattoo shop since you didn’t want to answer my calls”  he scoffs before starting on the front section of your hair.

“So i guess this guy and his boyfriend were breaking up… actually the white haired guy I’ve seen before I’m pretty sure he’s the dad of Yujis classmate… or something but the kid looks like the other boyfriend… and i think he wanted to fight?” He rambles but you’re getting lost.

“Wait, who wanted to fight, the kid?” You ask stretching your legs out infront of you with a small yawn.

“What? No, the white haired guy!” He sucks his teeth pulling your head back so your eyes are on him. “I’m not sure what you’re worse at taking out braids or keeping up with drama.”

You don’t mention that you’re going to want his help washing your hair too just let him keep talking about his kfc drama with unnamed characters and half sentences.

[prissygrlsorority]

currently manifesting 🪐💕:

a brand new space grey macbook

a rose gold ipad air

pink beats studio buds

money for a wardrobe makeover

my dream workout kit

pink 3ds xl

a sony vlogging camera with a pink case

a pink digital camera

a pink or hello kitty instax mini

all the finishing touches for my bedroom

nail charms for my press on kit

[thenighttrain]

PINK LAPTOP??? FROM WHERE?!! WHENEVER I GO TO BUY TABLETS IF LAPTOPS THEY'RE ALWAYS BLACK OR SILVER😭😭😭

it’s the pink rose gold MacBook Air, idk why no one has it it’s so pretty 😭

[downintheseine]

my brother ordered an used macbook and he thought it was gold but it just came and it's rose gold, and now i get to make fun of him forever cause guess which italian icon had a rose gold macbook?

[mckinlily]

@alluraweek2023 Day 5: Modern Day

I went with my foster care au. She’s texting Shiro, trying to convince him that she totally doesn’t need her old MacBook, and he should take it.

Shiro: But it’s only a year old?? It’s perfectly functional?

Allura: But it’s space grey :( I decided I wanted rose gold! Please take it?!

Shiro: You can sell it???

Allura: Noooooo. It’s tooo much workkkkk. Helpp me, Shiro, please. I don’t know what else to dooooooo :((((((

Shiro: ??????

[separatist-apologist]

what new computer did you get! so excited for you it’s so satisfying to do work on a new device. enjoyyy

I got the new macbook pro in gold (because they don't make rose gold anymore. I was hanging on to that old one for dear life, but if you could see the keys, you'd understand). I am having a great time, just clackity clacking away

[idontmindifuforgetme]

what is ur fav color .. uou give me brown vibes

No idea tbh. Used to say red (and I think it’ll always hold a special place in my heart), but other than that I think I have different favorites for different occasions. My phone case is baby pink, my iPad cover is baby pink, my MacBook is rose gold, my water bottle is baby pink etc etc so I think I like baby pink for my stuff??

And then for clothes I rly like going for model off duty vibes, so I find myself in a lot of neutrals/simple but chic fits. And YES ur so very right. I adore brown w all my heart. It’s def in my top 5, if not my very top color. I love brown palettes (as evidenced by my blog I think).

I love dark red for nails. I think that’s my signature color for that. My friend and I used to jokingly call them heartbreaker nails.

Tldr ur probably right and it is brown right now!! Brown is so pretty in all her shades she’s my baby my love my darling

[musiquesduciel]

Officially transitioned to iPhone 16 Pro Max in Desert Titanium yesterday ✨

[cohendyke]

pour one out for my 2017 rose gold macbook i don’t think she’s gonna make it through the week

[babyfred]

charging my pen with my rose gold macbook while watching nct videos…cunt

[venusdian]

II. The Pressure.

“Critical Thinking versus Logical Thinking, can they work together or be it biggest enemy? The definition of Critical Thinking by the Oxford Dictionary is the objective analysis and evaluation of an issue in order to form a judgment. In contrast, the definition of Logical Thinking is the act of analyzing a situation and coming up with a sensible solution. They both sound the same. So, that means they do the same thing, but what if I told you there was a difference between the two? Could you guess what it is?” Dr. John Lambert starts his lecture, staring at the classroom of thirty students, focused on the lecture.

Junis sat in the middle row with her refurbished rose gold Mac book, which had a blank Microsoft Word document on the screen. She had the voice recorder app opened in the background. So she could air-drop the lesson to Vemini when she saw her again. A student raised their hand.

“yes?”

“Well, critical thinking involves emotional intelligence. Not only you’re using logic, but you’re also using emotions. While logical focus on facts and truths.” The student explains. Dr. Lambert hums, nodding.

“Somebody has been reading ahead in their textbook.” Dr. Lambert notes,

“That’s correct. Now that we know the difference. The big question is, when do we use Critical Thinking, and When do we use logical? Any suggestions?”

“Well, we use Critical when it comes to everyday conversations.” A male student suggests. Junis hums as she looks back, seeing where the voice came from as it was unfamiliar.

Sitting in the back of the class was a pale, beige man. He looked homely and had dreadlocks that stopped below his chest and a green Crochet Beanie Skull Cap on his head. He wore a beige hoodie with a chest emblem saying “So Flyyy”. He had bright gray eyes, plump pink lips, and a wooden necklace around his neck. He looked familiar. She was stuck on where.

“Well, that’s actually a good suggestion.” Junis silently hummed, disagreeing with the male student. Junis turned around and began typing away on her laptop. Dr. Lambert noticed that Junis seemed very focused on her computer. He silently pauses as he leans back and turns around to see the seating chart.

That was Vemini’s Cousin, Junis Waterson. Vemini is always active in his class. While Junis always silently typed away on her computer. He didn’t even know the sound of her voice. A small smile forms on his face. This is a good time to find out.

“Ms. Waterson.” He calls out. Junis looks up, confused.

“Uhm yes, Dr. Lambert.”

“Do you have a suggestion?” Junis nervously chuckles,

“U-uh no sir.” Dr. Lambert hums.

“Well, what are you typing?” Junis sheepishly looked down at her laptop as she could feel the attention was on her. She wasn’t typically a fan of the attention. She just likes to type her thoughts out on her Macbook and then ask the professor questions afterward.

“Ms. Waterson, it’s your chance to shine.” Dr. Lambert hums. Junis sighs softly.

“Well, ok. I have to disagree with the previous student. We often don’t use critical thinking while having conversations with other peers.” Dr. Lambert hums.

“Why do you say that?”

“Well, what about having a debate with someone? We’re often using logical thinking rather than critical thinking.”

“What’s the difference between debating and having a conversation?” The male student asks. Junis looks back at the student, humming.

“Well, when you’re debating about something, uhh— let’s say about sports. You don’t factor in the person’s emotions. You go off logic and facts. When you’re having a debate, you’re just having a conversation that happens to be an argument.”

“Hmmm, well according to the Oxford dictionary, a debate is a formal discussion on a particular topic in a public meeting or legislative assembly, in which opposing arguments are put forward. That doesn’t sound like a conversation to me.” The male student argues. Junis turns around and googles the definition of conversation, A small smirk forms on her face as she begins to read the definition of conversation.

“Conversation, a talk, especially an informal one, between two or more people, in which news and ideas are exchanged. Debate falls under the discussion bubble.”

“But a debate is a formal conversation.” Junis turned back around to see the male student was grinning. She smiles back, feeling the thrill of the discussion at hand.

“You stated, everyday conversation. You didn’t specify if it was formal or informal.”

“Well, I would assume if I say every day, you would understand I mean informal.”

“Well, that’s still not clear, because we do have debates and if a person loves to argue that can be an everyday thing, am I right?” The Male student looks at her, impressed.

“Yeah, that’s true but wouldn’t that fall into critical thinking if somebody argues every day? They use the fact that whatever they say will anger the other person while giving themselves a sense of satisfaction because they got a rise out of the other party.”

“I mean, yeah you have a point. But critical thinking doesn’t just base its decision on emotions. We also analyze, interpret, as well as evaluate the situation before we make a clear judgment on how to handle the next steps. Kind of like—”

“Debating?” Dr. Lambert, amusingly looks at Junis, excited to hear her rebuttal.

“With debating, the arguments are already predetermined. Oftentimes, we know what we’ll say to rebut the previous point. Whereas, in personal or informal conversations, we study the person’s emotions and words before we speak. But also, what about mindless conversations? The ones where thinking isn’t exactly needed, are everyday conversations a good suggestion, or should we be precise in our example?” Junis asks, looking at Dr. Lambert.

Dr. Lambert’s tongue hits the roof of his mouth, making a clicking sound, impressed by Junis’ argument.

“I think you have a point, Ms. Waterson. Good work.” He says, giving her a proud wink. Junis’ face flushed, embarrassed by the compliment. The male student leaned back in his chair as he watched Junis. He was impressed. He’s never met a girl that could keep up with him. He had to introduce himself…

Meanwhile, Zy’onna was holding practice outside at the track with her dance team. The big homecoming game was this Saturday. All of Washington was coming out. It was Washington State University versus Redland University for the state championship. Because this game was a huge event, Zy’onna has been working her dance team hard because she will not let her team mess up on their big night.

Zy’onna angrily paced back and forth as she looked at her Apple watch. Vemini was late.

“Has anybody seen Vemini?! I know she read my text in the group chat!” Zy’onna angrily shouts at her team. Tamia gets up and places her hand on her shoulder.

“Chill, she’s coming. Let’s just start practice.” Tamia helpfully advises. Zy’onna pinches the bridge of her nose.“If Vemini wasn’t so good with flips and had the best rhythm on the dance team, I would’ve replaced her!” Zy’onna angrily exasperates.

“Ok, girls get in formation. Síauna gets in Vemini’s place. We’re gunna start with “UP” by Cardi B Dance mix for our halftime.” The team gets in formation. Zy’onna walks over to the chair, where her phone and Bluetooth speaker are. She picked up her phone and saw Cassius stretching on the other side of the track. Zy’onna smiles to herself.

“T.” Zy’onna calls. Tamia rushes over to Zy’onna.

“Watch them practice. I’m going to say hi to my sexy hunk of meat.” Zy’onna happily sings as she hands Tamia the phone, rushing to Cassius. Síauna shamefully watched the captain of the dance team run over to Cassius. Síauna looks over at her dance teammate, Kenomi Sato, feeling like she is about to burst. The music starts, and they begin their routine, but Síauna isn’t focused on the beat and the eight counts that went with them. Her eyes were on Zy’onna and Cassius’ interaction.

She watched as Zy’onna wrapped her arms around his neck, her eyes lovingly looking up at him while Cassius sported a fake smile, just going through the motions as Zy’onna was blinded by her own fantasy. The guilt of her knowing that Cassius was just kissing Junis, just loving on Junis, just fucking on Junis just killed her.

It killed her so much that she messed up the routine, causing Tamia to stop.

“Síauna, what the fuck was that?” Síauna looks up at Tamia and scratches the back of her neck.

“Uhhhh, I can—”

“Do you want to embarrass us at the State championship?” She continues to scold now, getting up in Síauna’s face. Kenomi places a firm grip on Tamia’s shoulder.

“Chill out, T. She just made a small mistake. The State championship ain’t till Saturday.” Tamia glares at Kenomi, moving her frustrations onto Kenomi from Síauna. Síauna gives Kenomi a thankful look. She nods as she takes the thrashing of Tamia. Zy’onna returns to the dance team and sees Tamia going off on Kenomi, irritating her. She can’t leave for less than five minutes, and her teammates act right?!

“Tamia, get back in formation. We do not have time to scold our teammates. If they mess up, quickly call them out and start over! Got it?!” Zy’onna scolds Tamia. Kenomi grins at Tamia, who rolls her eyes and goes to her spot. Kenomi returns to her spot beside Síauna, who graciously looks over at her.

“Thank you.” Síauna whispers to Kenomi. Kenomi nods.

“I gotchu.” Síauna took a deep breath and shook her whole body, trying to shake off the nerves, but guilt still weighed heavily on her. The music starts again, and without missing a beat, Síauna messes up again. Zy’onna stops the music, letting out a flustered groan.

“Si Si! What in the hell?!” Zy’onna exclaims. Síauna lets out a remorseful sigh.

“Sorry, Zy.”

“You’re not gunna be as sorry as me when I have to sit you out for this game!” Zy’onna threatens. Síauna, at that moment, should’ve lost all sympathy for Zy’onna. Zy’onna just carelessly threatened her spot in front of everyone, but she felt she deserved that. Síauna gets out of her spot.

“Síauna, what’s going on?” Zy’onna asked, confused.

“I need to talk to you.” Zy’onna lets out an annoyed sigh.

“Fine, Tamia watch the team, and don’t go on a power trip again.” Some of the teammates snicker as Tamia rolls her eyes, slightly embarrassed. Zy’onna and Síauna walk away from the earshot of the team. Zy’onna folds her arms together.

“What is it?” Zy’onna agitatedly asks. Síauna opens her mouth, but Zy’onna interrupts her.

“And if it’s about some personal shit? Wait till Vemini comes, ‘cause frankly, I don’t give a damn about your personal life. You knew what you were signing up for when you joined the dance team.” Síauna pauses. Síauna reminded herself how much of a bitch, Zy’onna is. The sympathy that she had for Zy’onna, slowly dissipated. She mentally shakes her head.

Although Zy’onna was a bitch, she still didn’t deserve to be cheated on.

“Zy’onna… You promise you won’t get mad. Well, at me, at least.” Zy’onna loudly lets out the sound of exasperation.

“Síauna, hurry the fuck up.” Síauna took a deep breath, letting out a slightly annoyed chuckle. Zy’onna was making it hard for her to tell her the truth.

“Look—” before Síauna could start, Vemini interrupts them.

“Aye, I’m here. Sorry, got caught up with some shit.” Vemini explains. Zy’onna looks over at Vemini, annoyed.

“Bitch, You knew what time you had to be here.” Vemini gives her a warning glare. Zy’onna wasn’t scared of anybody. Well, except for Vemini. Vemini did scare her just a bit. That’s why Vemini is the Co-Captain of the dance team. She didn’t need a kiss ass. She needed a leader.

“Well, since you decided to choose the team over dick this time, you can go over the routine again.” Vemini rolls her eyes. Zy’onna walks away, and Síauna follows, but Vemini grabs her wrist. Síauna turns around.

“Yes?”

“What were you and Zy talking about?” Vemini asks, her arms crossed. Vemini’s serious eyes were very intimidating. Síauna stammers, but Vemini knew what was going on.

“You were about to tell her that Junis is fucking her man, right?” Síauna sighs.

“Vee—”

“No. Two things I don’t play about are my money and my family. If you ever think to tell Zy’onna what’s going on with Junis and Cassius, I will, personally, make sure your life is a living hell. Keep your mouth shut and mind your damn business, got it?” Vemini sternly demands. Síauna nervously nods. Vemini changes her intimidating demeanor to a much kinder one.

“Great! I’m glad we have an understanding. Now, get back to your spot. We don’t wanna hear Zy’onna bitching,”

“WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON OVER THERE?!” Zy’onna angrily exclaims.

“Too late,” Vemini mutters, rolling her eyes. Síauna walks with Vemini back over to the team. Síauna had to talk to Junis about this, and she needed to convince Junis to let Cassius go, or else she’s gonna get her ass beat by Vemini because her moral compass is going haywire.

Junis walks out of Dr. Lambert’s classroom, feeling a sense of confidence. Something she hasn’t felt since her brother’s passing. She doesn’t typically like interacting in class, but she enjoyed the thrill of debating and could see why Vemini wanted her to join the class.

Junis was heading towards the stairs when somebody called her name. She turns around and sees it’s the guy that she was debating earlier. She walks towards him, a small, welcoming smile on her face, matching his smile.

“Aye, I wanted to introduce myself.” He hums. Junis nods.

“My name is Xydia.” Junis smiles.

“That’s a pretty name. What does it mean?” He hums.

“I was named after the king of Egypt. King Xydia Adu.” Junis impressed hums.

“Cool.” She slightly furrows her eyebrows.

“Uhh, how do you know my name?”

“Oh! Uhhh, you cousin with Vemini, right?” Junis chuckles.

“Yeah, I am. How you know Vee— besides from class.” They share a small laugh.

“Well—uh, she hooks me up with Crystals at the Spiritual shop downtown.” Junis hums and nods.

“Sounds about right.”

“Well, I was feeling your vibe. You definitely, kept me on my toes with the debate earlier. I was wondering if maybe we could hang out sometime?” Junis shakes her head, remorseful.

“O-oohh, I’m not looking for a man.” Xydia looks at her confused, then grins.

“I ain’t trying to be your man.” Junis gasps, stunned by the response, causing Xydia to chuckle.

“Look, I ain’t mean it like that. I just wanted to vibe out with you. Maybe pick your brain a little bit?” Junis smiles softly.

“Yeah, I would like that.” Xydia smiles.

“Cool, uhhh— my phone is dead. Maybe you could write down your number, and we can make some plans?” Junis hums, nodding. Xydia rips a corner of a piece of paper off of Junis’ binder as he pulls a pen out of his pants pocket. Junis writes down her number and hands it to him,

“Aight, bet! You have pretty handwriting.” Junis blushes.

“Uh, thanks.”

“I’ll text you soon.” He says, shoving the paper in his pocket and walking away. Junis rolled her eyes to herself as her face felt the heat.

“Xydia… you’re one charismatic man…” Junis mutters to herself, heading towards the stairs.

Síauna sits at her desk, working on the rough draft of her English paper as Junis enters the dorm, cheesing. Síauna looks over and sees a happy Junis, which worries her.

“What has you smiling, Ju?”

“Well, for the first time in, like four years, I participated in class, and it felt nice,” Junis confesses. Síauna gets up and excitingly smiles.

“That’s fucking great!”

“Yeah, I know right?! And… I might’ve given my number to a guy too…” Síauna gasps, covering her mouth.

“NO! Really?!” She asks.

“Yeah, I did… But it’s nothing like a date or anything. It’s just on some friendly shit, but he’s mad cute!” Junis confesses. Síauna walks over to Junis and hugs her.

“I’m so proud of you!!!” Síauna squeals as Junis chuckles. Once Síauna pulls away, she looks at Junis, slightly confused.

“So, what about Cassius?” Junis shrugs.

“It’s time for me to let him go… I need to focus on myself. It’ll be hard for a while, but like you said, I have Vee, my mom, and you! I think I’ll make it through.” Síauna squeals again and pulls Junis in for another hug, proud of Junis for this huge step.

“I’m so proud of you, mami!” Síauna gushes. Junis pulls away from Síauna’s tight grasp.

“I’m glad, but I’ma head to the bathroom. I need to take a nice, hot shower! I have been running around all day!” Junis exclaims. Síauna nods. Junis goes into the bathroom, closing the door behind her. Síauna wiped the fake sweat off her face. She no longer felt the pressure of knowing Cassius was cheating. But she knew that she wasn’t in the clear… Junis had to stick to word this time, and that was the part that scared her the most.