 Anashti l Brat Pack l Sally & Dr. Finklestein
Multilingual home life was certainly something she could understand. While Ekaterina had been born in Russia, her father had immigrated from Korea and met her mom, who had already been a first generation citizen - her parents having immigrated before her own birth when her aunt was still little. It meant she'd grown up learning both Russian, Korean and English as her parents thought it would just help her later in life. She hadn't touched french until she'd been transferred to Beauxbatons, and she had certainly had her share of struggles with the language. "I went to Beauxbatons for my sixth and seventh year. The language is beautiful, even if hard." Which... it probably hadn't been for her.
Was that part of her problem? Had Kate let herself have expectations on what her pregnancy should look like? She had wanted this, more than anything. But had she had unrealistic expectations because of how effortless Ivelisse had made it look? It was food for thought. "That is... very well said. I guess expectations in general really are the biggest enemy for life." But y'know what wasn't an enemy? Ice cream. Which she was very thankful the other girl could point her towards - which was clearly stated in Kate's large grin. "Thank you!" And meeting new people too was so pleasant for her, so she gave the girl's hand a quick shake before letting it go. "It's nice to meet you as well, Efa! Do you frequent the alley?"
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