The Spanish Countryside. A year and a half ago Ninya relocated to Spain. She fit in quite well here and she loved that she only had to speak Spanish. It took her the first month to adjust herself and brush up on her native language but she loves a challenge. Here, she could lay low and live in solitude but still be out and about and never get noticed. Despite being a full blood Caribbean, she seemed to fit right in. Or maybe it was so that Spain knew how to mind their fucking business. She loved that the most. America didn't have that, in fact, America had everything she's been running from. "Rum and Coke." Nina asked, trying her hardest not to give a second thought to the life she had left behind only a few moons ago. The city was a long drive out but since she knew she was safe from being noticed, she saw to it that she goes out every now and then just to stay in touch with the world. Never the same place twice, that was her own personal rule.

In the last year and a half, Ninya had changed rapidly. Known for her rise to fame in Rum & Coke where the two unrelated girls looked like twins, they were in their mid 20's now and both of their faces were maturing drastically different. They still resembled each other but Nina's face and body had started to fill out; her nose was bigger, hips were wider, and her bug eyes had began to droop inward. She had looked less like the skinny lightskin girl the world was introduced to and more like a grown Cuban woman who would probably eat you alive for approaching her. Even her voice was deeper and her temperament was much less excitable. Her attitude was that she had truly seen it all and it just made the world much more bleak and uninteresting than ever before for her. And yet, her ears were ringing at the sound of a voice she never thought she'd hear again. It seemed life had nothing new to offer her, but what it could provide was redemption.

"Anniken can kiss my ass!" She said, placing her glass down and looking back. She paused as soon as she got a good look at Mariko. "Why you look so damn happy?" The shy long-faced girl she once knew had seemed to have matured in the face as well. Her smirk now looked like a smile and it low-key scared the shit out of Nina. 5 maybe 4 years ago, what drew the seemingly unlikely pair together on that fateful night was the ying and yang of their auras. Some say the light attracts the dark and the fiery outgoing vibes of Nina's smile was immediately drawn towards the intense bewitching ambience that Mariko's smirk carried. But now her smirk looked like a smile, her provocative innocence looked more like actual bliss. All the while, Nina no longer looked as friendly and warm as she once did. They seemed to be 2 different persons now and on opposite sides of their own spectrum.

"Sit down, mama." Ninya smiled and gestured toward the seat next to her. Her Spanish accent was heavier now and it was kinda cute. "Good." Nina said, passing her drink to Mariko who was already drunk. "Let's get you very very drunk so you don't remember any of this." Really, Nina never liked alcohol and still doesn't. Sipping on a drink made the time fly when you're sitting all alone but there was no need for that anymore. She had a companion now, one she could trust not to ruin her night.

She let out a small laugh at the idea of Mariko being on the road to recovery. During the relationship, Nina didn't learn much about Mariko. She took people for face value and had the tendency to overlook the details because she herself preferred to disassociate with the things that made her who she was after she was no longer that person. Transformation was a common theme in her own life. It was always a moment of irony for her realizing that other people had the ability to transform too. "Don't you know boring's my style now?" She said sarcastically. This dead bar was strikingly different from the celebrity night life she had once enjoyed and though she appreciated the slow pace of the countryside, she did not appreciate driving 40 minutes to a bar that was just as slow. When asked why she was here, she sighed. "I don't know. I honestly thought there was more coke in Spain. These fuckers chase bulls for fun, it was a logical assumption."