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h.a.t.e.u. | kth

↳ summary: for the record, you’re only opposed to the idea of your friends throwing a high school reunion-get-together-dinner-party-thing because it’s a stupid idea. it has absolutely nothing to do with the fact that your ex-boyfriend and first love is most definitely going to be in attendance. nope, not at all.

↳ genre: taehyung x reader; exes au; fluff; humor; microscopic amounts of angst

↳ word count: 4.5k

↳ warnings: light alcohol consumption; excessive description of oranges; chaotic friends 2seok but you know what that’s nothing new

↳ playlist: h.a.t.e.u. — mariah carey; seventeen — troye sivan; beautiful people — ed sheeran ft. khalid

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↳ a/n:this fic is part of bangtanarmynet’s fic exchange for this year and my partner was @jitaekook2! I had lots of fun participating in this project and I sure hope this fic was able to do our keyword justice! sorry for the delayed upload!

Having Kim Seokjin as a best friend meant two things: you got a never ending supply of his infamous Good Hugs, and you were perpetually on the receiving end of not only his bad jokes, but his horrid and impulsive ideas. You’ve lost count of the amount of times he had called you at stupidly unreasonable hours only for you to show up at his apartment to him halfway through cutting, dyeing, or mutilating his hair in any way that 3AM Seokjin deems fit at the moment. Were you stupid? Debatable. But if anything ever happens to your bastard of a best friend, you swear that you’ll unleash hell onto whoever hurts a single strand of hair on his head (excluding when the perpetrator is himself, of course).

“Y/N!”

You freeze, plastic container of pre-sliced mangoes still in your hands. And that was another thing—the man also had a habit of popping up in random locations where you also happened to be. Almost as if he had Y/N-detecting-echolocation abilities that alerted him of your whereabouts by the sound of your sneeze. You turn slowly. “Jin! What are you doing here?”

He comes closer, pushing a shopping cart of groceries of his own. “Funny you’d ask me that, considering you literally got in here using my Costco household spouse card,” he comments. Yeah, that was true but he shouldn’t say it. It wasn’t your fault that 1) you were broke while Jin was Not, and 2) he was single and had an extra costco membership card with nobody to give it to. So yeah, according to Costco, you were his spouse and therefore could enter and buy your yogurt in bulk.

“Yeah, yeah, thanks,” you sigh, dropping the container into your hardly filled cart. You walk together side by side, carts taking up the entirety of the aisles and being abhorrently inconvenient, uniformity be damned. As the minutes pass, both carts get increasingly full. The conversation carries on like it always would, with stupid jokes here and there, then suddenly delving into political topics that most likely is not considered socially acceptable to be debated out in the public, then back to stupid jokes with far too many Spongebob references thrown in. Then suddenly—

“Is that the Kim Seokjin I see? And Y/N?”

The voice coming from behind you sounds far too enthusiastic for the Costco toilet paper aisle at 7PM, but you digress. Both you and Jin whip around in succession, only to be greeted by the living persona of the sun known by the government as Jung Hoseok. He’s got an all black outfit on like the fashion icon he always is—a black denim vest over a t-shirt and flared-out pants to balance it. Come to think of it, he looks a lot like a spy kid.

“What’s up with you guys?” he asks, excitement still flowing through his veins at the sight of his old friends. “It’s been what? Three, four years since we last hung out? Jeez, have we really not talked since graduation?”

The questions pour out in a continuous stream, making it nearly impossible for neither you nor Jin to answer them soon enough. “Haha yeah, Hobi, it’s been a while. How’ve you been?” you reply.

“Well right now all I feel is betrayal because you’ve both decided to do a grocery run without me! And second of all I’m doing great! All I gotta do is survive this last semester and I’ll be free from uni for the rest of my life!”

You hum in agreement. Seokjin speaks next, “Hell yeah to that. And we actually didn’t plan on grocery shopping together, we just bumped into each other like ten minutes ago.”

At that, Hoseok rolls his eyes. “Sure. It’s not like you guys aren’t always together on your Instagram story.” Before you can protest, he’s speaking again. “I wonder how everyone else is doing these days...wait! I just had an idea—we should have a high school reunion!”

“That sounds like a great idea actually. I’m not busy next weekend if that’s fine with you guys!” you say. It’s not a lie. You wouldn’t mind seeing all your old friends that you’ve lost touch with—seeing Hoseok right here in front of you made you realize that. “I could reserve a spot at my uncle’s orange grove,” Seokjin pitches in. “The oranges are massive this season and we can all go orange-picking and do karaoke and get blackout drunk afterwards!”

You all laugh, not opposed to Seokjin’s rendition of partying till you’re purple. Hoseok pulls out his phone, searching for as many old contacts as he can conjure up at the moment. A wide smile sits on his face as he reads them off. “We can invite Yoongi, Namjoon, Chaeyoung, Jungkook, Nayeon...maybe not Jeongyeon because she and Jimin have beef still, Taehyung—”

The smile on your face dissipates. Visibly so, at least by Jin, since Hoseok is still absorbed in fishing for every person he interacted with during the four years of high school. (“You think Tzuyu wants to come? Never mind, I think she blocked me after I asked her for her physics notes during eleventh grade…”)

“Actually I’m not sure if I can go next week...I have to...uhh...go get a car wash. Yeah,” you say, voice already a dead giveaway that you were lying through your teeth. Anyone with two functioning brain cells would know that you didn’t even own a car, opting instead to use public transit to get around. You were never a very good liar. “ Plus, a four-year reunion is a little too soon right? Most people go for ten years, or twenty years, hell, even five, but four? Kind of a gross number. Speaking of which, I gotta go. Right now. Can’t let my strawberry ice cream melt right guys? Nice catching up with you guys, see you around!”

You pray that the two boys left in your dust don’t read enough between the lines to find anything odd in your actions, hoping that they’ll just chalk up your behavior to being the same spazz that you were in high school. It’s not enough. The two boys exchange a look, both having the same hunch as to what made you feel the urge to quantum blast out of their sight. It seems you weren’t as lucky as you’d hoped. But that’s a problem you’ll deal with when you cross that bridge.

Taehyung. Kim Taehyung.

It’s the name of the boy who you’ve learned to tune out, if only to save yourself from the embarrassment of your erratic heartbeat at any chance you hear his name. He’s the only boy in your pathetically young life that you were head over heels enough for you to lose all sense of rationality around. Sure, you had a crush on Jeon Jungkook during 9th grade, but then again, who didn’t. Taehyung was different though.

Cheesy as it sounds, he was really your better half, the best of those dreaded four years of high school that now exist only as dried coffee stains in the pages of your life. The part of your life that was dark, a little unsightly, and you’re not quite sure how you made it out of there undamaged (mostly). But it’s all in the past now.

He was stupid. Stupidly charming, stupidly attractive, and stupidly spontaneous. He wore his heart on his sleeve, and the only concern that reverberated around that melon-sized head of his on a daily basis was whether or not he loved the people he cared about hard enough. That, and whether or not your parents hated him. Stupid, stupid, stupid. To be fair, so were you. So should it really be much of surprise when he ended things as suddenly as they started?

Taehyung was an emotionally driven thinker. It was never that he didn’t care about what people deemed “good priorities” to have at the age of seventeen, but he simply disagreed with most of them. Take you for instance. It was always the same thing—people telling him that you were a distraction, that he would never have time with you anyways, considering college applications on top of school and extracurriculars. Yeah it hurt to hear, because you were all busy, weren’t you? It didn’t matter how often you and Taehyung set aside time to be together—you wanted to be with each other, and you both didn’t need to spend eighteen hours a day together just to prove it.

That’s what made sense to you. And Taehyung? He was on the same page as you, at least until the stress of impending adulthood caught up to him. He was surprisingly apathetic when he told you it was over. It was the same old shit you hear on TV—it was for the best, you could try to make it work but it most likely wouldn’t, it would hurt less to end it now than later, blah, blah, blah. You wonder what Lifetime movie he printed the script from.

You told him you were okay with it, but that was only more proof to add to the evidence that you were a horrible liar. Your actions spoke volumes differently though, considering you then proceeded to actively avoid all contact with him for the remainder of the year. What was supposed to be the last cherished months of seeing him on a regular basis before you both inevitably had to part ways turned into a game of “how many steps could you get logged into the health app on your phone while taking a different route to class”.

And that was it. You weren’t on good terms or bad terms. Just...emptiness. Quite frankly, you were embarrassed of how you acted. It was juvenile, and it wasn’t fair to him. Or yourself. You couldn’t be faced with seeing him again, not when you shot down every opportunity to talk to him until he eventually gave up.

Or perhaps it wouldn’t be so bad, maybe you’d just avoid each other again and that would be that. You’re not sure. Perhaps you just think too much for your own good.

Jin calls later, around the ass o’ clock hour that he usually does. But this time, there’s no hastily bought boxes of hair dye, or any signs of intoxication visible in the loose tone of the man’s voice—no, this is full Interrogation Mode Seokjin.

“What’s up,” you ask, sounding nonchalant, as if you didn’t just dip from the middle of a conversation, and for a painstakingly obvious and pathetic reason, at that too.

“What’s up?” he repeats, baffled, although he doesn’t sound inherently angry. “So you’re just gonna yeet out of Costco like that and not acknowledge the consequences? Alright.” You can practically feel him crossing his arms like a middle aged woman who wants to see the store manager through the phone.

“Jin, I’m sorry,” you say, sounding more like you’re attending to a small child throwing a tantrum than you do someone who’s speaking to their best friend on the phone. These spot the difference games are truly getting harder.

He sighs. “Y/N, I know you don’t want to do this now because of Taehyung. And it’s a stupid fucking reason.” You know that too. He continues. “But don’t you miss everyone? You can’t just refuse to go because you’re too damn hard on yourself.”

His wording makes it sound like you shouldn’t be in the wrong, and that makes you feel inexplicably worse. Because you know it’s your fault, just like how you know you should just suck it up and go, for fuck’s sake. You allow him this little victory, because it’s often rare that you’ll admit that you’re wrong. “No, Jin, you’re 100% right. I’ll go. Whatever happens, happens, I guess.”

“Do you pinky promise?”

You groan internally, his mannerisms seeming childish but then again, this is Kim Seokjin you were dealing with. If he wasn’t the very epitome of an enigma then you didn’t know who was. Once you seal that deal, there was no way in hell he’d let you escape that.

“I promise.”

There’s a beat of silence, and you wonder if Jin just screen-recorded the call as receipts in case your doubts came back later and you decided not to go. Would that even work? You suppose that if does, there’s no way that wasn’t what he just did.

“Anything else that you’re gonna make me promise to do next weekend?”

“Let me think,” he says, taking a long pause and if this were a video chat and not a phone call, he would probably be stroking his nonexistent beard right now. “Oh! Wear a dress. The black and white plaid one. Those beige wedges and the big floppy sun hat might do you some justice too.”

“Fine,” you groan, half-annoyed at the fact that your best friend was better at pairing outfits out of your own damn closet than you ever were. It wasn’t the prospect of dressing like a Ghibli movie character bothered you in the slightest, but you still feel the dread of the approaching event hanging over you like a cartoon anvil. “This better be worth it, Kim fucking Seokjin.”

“And what if it isn’t?” He challenges. “You gonna make me get bowling alley carpet in my apartment?”

You just might hold him to that.

Rolling hills pass by as Seokjin drives you and Hoseok past the ocean of trees and shrubs speckled with various fruits. As someone who’s spent a vast majority of the last four years surrounded by the concrete jungle of the city, the sight entrances you.

You get there a little bit earlier than everyone else, just to help Seokjin get everything ready for everyone’s arrival. Baskets? Check. Aprons? Check. Stupid custom designed party hats for the occasion? Unfortunately, check. Hoseok helps by pouring you a cup of orange juice that he bought at the store earlier. A pregame, he called it, to which he and Jin laughed at for ten minutes straight.

Your nerves are spiking though, the closer it gets to two o’ clock. You don’t think the other two boys notice.

The first to arrive was Sana and Mina, who, even four years later, are inseperable. You can’t complain though, considering Seokjin acts like you guys are attached at the hip. Touche.

They gush about how pretty the drive was, and how the oranges look and smell amazing. Seokjin thanks them, the art of compliment-accepting almost second nature considering how often he does it on a regular basis. You wish you could relate.

People begin to show up, less time between each guest the closer it gets to two. Surprisingly, you’re so preoccupied with setup and accommodating everyone’s arrival to notice when Taehyung shows up. But when you do notice it, you’re in for a shock.

The mop of black hair that you grew so fond of during your youth is gone, instead replaced with a pastel pink color. Don’t get you wrong, it looks great—better than great, but it just seems so sudden and unfamiliar that you can’t help but feel a little surprised. He waves at you enthusiastically, to which you offer a small wave in return. You realized you were staring a second too late, dammit.

Everyone goes around, greeting each other, all around you hearing the words “it’s been forever!” or “wow! you look so different from when I last saw you!” It feels like you’re at a party you organized in the Sims.

When everyone gets over the initial excitement, Seokjin leads a colorfully-written dialogue on how you should and shouldn’t pick the oranges. You’re only 60% sure that he got his point across. (“Grab the fruit and twist it off the stem. Or if you can’t reach it, shake the branch a little. Do not punch the trees for it though. This isn’t Minecraft.”)

There was surprisingly a level of organization, with everyone being put in groups of six to each tree. You take turns being the one to hold the basket and being the one to climb the ladder and pull the fruit off the trees. You, Nayeon, and the others at your tree station work together well, and you guys take the time to catch up with each other as you work.

You almost forget why you were so reluctant to be here. Almost.

The sun falls beneath the horizon, enveloping the valley in its shadow. Jin herds all of you into the guest house, saying something about coyotes or worse, duplicates of yourself sporting red jumpsuits and wielding scissors tending to come out at this time.

The interior has been half-assedly decorated, with white and black streamers lining the walls and balloons with large number fours imprinted on them whose function was most likely meant for a birthday party of a child turning that age. Not to celebrate whatever the hell this was.

There’s no music yet, with Yoongi and Hoseok hurriedly trying to set up the bluetooth to the large speaker so that the awkward staticy silence would dissipate. But for now, there’s nothing to fade into the background of the room where everyone had formed small clusters of people to talk amongst.

Your aforementioned cluster consisted of Seokjin, Jimin, and Kim Dahyun. It was funny really, because even though time had sure matured them up, they hadn’t changed at all. All three of them were animated, witty, and full of unique charm, the same way they had been four years ago. You can’t help but wonder what they think of you. That’s the draining part of this little get-together.

Two hours later and you’re still doing the same thing over and over, talking to different groups of people as you walk around the main room, except now there’s music playing in the background. It begins to feel suffocating, the formality and repetition of the whole thing driving you nuts.

You decide after a long conversation about various dog breeds with Son Chaeyoung warrants you to need a drink. Chaeyoung was about as nice as girls out there get, and she had the look of both cuteness and sophistication to match. However, once she got excited over something, she just talks and talks and talks, her head of freshly cut short hair bobbing up in down in enthusiasm. You suppose that’s the price you’ll pay for telling the veterinary med student that you’re considering getting a dog.

There’s nobody at the drink table right now, everyone’s attention suddenly grabbed by Jimin advertising a bottle of champagne he bought for $ on the way here. You decide right then that you no longer want alcohol, choosing instead to pour out apple juice for yourself into one of the clear plastic cups provided. Busied with your task, you hardly noticed the arrival of the cotton candy-haired man next to you.

“You having fun there?” Taehyung laughs, observing the way that mid-sip of your juice you grimace at Jimin, who’s getting ready to pop open a champagne bottle as he shouts out, “ARE YOU READY TO GET FUCKED UP?” to the group of your old friends around him.

“Oh definitely,” you reply nonchalantly, unbothered facade present and refusing to let your gaze linger on Taehyung’s face for longer than a couple seconds. You really, really want to stare though. “There’s no better way to spend my Friday night than in a loud and stuffy room while wearing these stupid shoes that are killing my feet.”

“You’re not a very good liar, Y/N,” Taehyung sighs out, voice dripping with false disappointment. Both the sentence and your name sounding foreign on his tongue, despite the redundant amount of times he used to say the exact same thing to you. Back when he still loved you. “Besides, why’d you wear wedges anyway?” he asks, eyes falling to your feet. You shift them uncomfortably. The side of his mouth pulls up in a smile, like it’s the funniest thing he’s encountered all night. “Is there someone here you’re trying to impress?”

You tch. “Nah, Jin made me promise to wear them.”

“You look really nice though, so I guess it worked regardless,” he shrugs, and if those five words were the best thing you’ve heard all weekend, well, nobody needed to know. “Sorry about your feet though.”

“Eh,” you counter. “I already do it enough because of work. I should be used to it by now, I just forgot that we were, you know, going to be actually climbing trees and picking oranges today.”

You both laugh, the lack of words between the two of you surprisingly comforting and not at all awkward. He turns to you after a beat of silence, looking like there’s something important he needs to say that’s on the tip of his tongue.

“Can you drive a golf cart?”

You, in fact, could not drive a golf cart. Neither could Taehyung it seems, so it was more than fair game. He was faring much better than you were, but you blame it on your stupid shoes and the mild disorentation caused by the deafeningly loud music from inside.

He puts it in reverse, the loud beeping sound echoing throughout the silence and darkness of the grove. And then he beckons you to come sit in the seat beside him. He’s picked up the skill incredibly fast, and the next thing you know you’re speeding down the path of the grove, big stupid grins on both of your faces, back towards where you had just been earlier that afternoon.

Parking hastily, he looks around the area, like he’s on a mission. “What’re you doing?” you ask, stepping out alongside him. He doesn’t answer, but he seemingly finds what he was looking for when he starts walking towards the largest tree in the circle, the ladder neatly folded and leaning against it.

“C’mon,” he says, smiling like a kid on Christmas morning as he sets up the ladder and holds its edges so you could climb up. You look up, wondering if the branch would even hold both yours and Taehyung’s weight. It looks sturdy enough. You sure hope it is.

You clamber up, him soon following after and perching himself beside you on the branch. It’s a little warm, the air of the night comforting. You look around at the sea of green around you, eyes going everywhere except to the boy next to you. You feel a little guilty for it.

“Hey, uh, Taehyung,” you start, the sentence coming out choppier than you anticipated. You’ve got his attention now though, eyes wide and soft as they stare you down. “I...I just wanted to say that I’m sorry. For, you know, everything.”

He looks back at you, eyes unreadable, before he speaks. “You don’t have to be sorry, you know. It was a panic-induced dick move on my part. But thank you anyways. Everything is okay.”

“Okay.”

Admittedly, you’re not sure what else to say now. Ah crap, now it’s awkward and he’s closer to the ladder so you’re stuck up here, and you predict that there’s still gonna be at least an hour before you decide to leave here, what’re you gonna do—

“Jimin’s really something else, huh? I’ve missed him tons,” Taehyung says, seemingly unaware of the stress you once again just subjected yourself to. “Yeah, me too,” you reply. “He hasn’t changed much, other than the fact that he can legally drink now.”

You both laugh. “Chaeyoung’s a little overbearing though, not gonna lie.”

“Oh?” Taehyung goads, like the thought of you saying anything about the peers you interacted with tonight was considered tea-worthy. “In what way? I mean I know she rambles, but that’s it right?”

You let out a puff of air. “Well yeah, that’s exactly the issue. Please, if you want to keep your sanity intact, don’t ask her about her major. Unless hearing her drone on and on about it for an hour and a half excites you, then by all means knock yourself out.”

Taehyung laughs—like, really laughs for the first time tonight. Like you were a comedian at open mic night and not sitting in a tree with him, clowning your former classmates. In general, neither of you were particularly mean or snarky, but it didn’t quite feel that way because deep down you both knew how much euphoric nostalgia came with seeing everyone again tonight.

And that’s the starting point. You talk back and forth between topics, going from college to local restaurants to how shitty your roommates and neighbors are. It’s almost like you’re catching up on years of lost friendship that felt too hard to reinstate just because you were afraid to. You’re not sure how much time has passed since you left the venue, and quite frankly, you can’t bring yourself to care.

Distantly, you both spot people slowly starting to pour out of the guest house. That was your sign that you should wrap up whatever was happening here and be on your way too.

“So...we’re good? Us?” You ask, although the question seems weird and sudden to ask.

“Yeah. We’re good,” he replies, smooth as ever, polar opposite of you. He grins then, a sight you’ve gone far too long without seeing. That alone is enough. Enough to make it clear that there were no hard feelings between either of you. You didn’t need to reconcile, or fall back into love—no, this was definitely enough. You feel like the weight of the past four years of guilt had just been picked up and thrown over your shoulder.

He helps you down the branch, the same way he did when you got there. And as you tread down the dirt outlined path of trees towards the open lot, you feel content. It’s something you haven’t felt in a long time, especially when it comes to the boy who walks beside you, feeling the same way. It’s a good feeling, you think. It’s something that makes your heart feel a little lighter. Perhaps it was worth it to come tonight.

“Jin, you’re a horrible party host,” Taehyung complains, no real malice in his voice as he approaches his car and fishes for his keys in his pockets. You snicker. “There’s no party favors.”

“Those huge ass oranges are your party favors, you ungrateful rats.”

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Top 10 Budget Laptop in 2020

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Ensure your new PC has in any event Windows 7 and some profitability programming. In the event that it doesn't have Windows 7 or Microsoft Office you're likely going to need to attempt to deal it in with your sales rep. On the off chance that he attempts to offer them to you at the maximum or even marginally limited, don't, DO NOT get it from him. Understudies get enormous limits through their nearby PC and programming outlets frequently in the scope of 80% off. For instance, I can get a full form of MS Office Home and Student Edition for $60 and Windows 7 Professional for $99. They are normally evaluated at $160 for Office and $329 for Windows 7 Pro both at Future Shop. (Time of composing: July 12, 2010) This is another extraordinary zone to set aside heaps of cash on an understudy PC.

Tip #7 - Everything Else is Just Extra

With respect to all highlights I haven't secured, think of them as cushion or additional items. Advanced card perusers, unique mark scanners, worked in webcams, helper ports, and so on are all stuff that you truly don't have to consider. In the event that the model you pick has them and they don't add a lot to the main concern, amazing. In the event that a sales rep attempts to persuade you that you'll get hit by lightning in the event that you don't have them, leave. Always remember what you're purchasing this PC for and don't let words like "premium additional items", "constrained version model", or "media-accommodating" stunt you into opening your wallet any farther than you need to. Over the life of your PC you may utilize those highlights on more than one occasion so they're unquestionably not worth the $100 or $200 they're going to add to the sticker price.

Tip #8 - Shop Around!

Try not to let the sales reps on commission control you into purchasing at that moment. "This deal closes tomorrow..." is the most established line in the book. What they're not letting you know is that this deal closes yet a more up to date, far and away superior one beginnings directly after it. Never feel forced to benefit from what has all the earmarks of being a mind boggling bargain. In the event that they can bear to sell you that PC at that value today, they can stand to do it again tomorrow, or even one week from now. Ensure you contrast costs and different stores like Future Shop, Best Buy, Wal-Mart, Costco, London Drugs and Staples. At that point check online at Canadian locales TigerDirect.ca and NCIX.com to analyze how great the arrangements truly are. Regularly you'll discover better arrangements on the web while cost checking the arrangements you found coming up so watch out for those "online just arrangements".

Tip #9 - Accessories

The main frill I would suggest are a little mouse and a PC skin. Note: not a PC sack, however an elastic skin with a zipper, they're a lot less expensive. It resembles a wet-suit for your PC. That is all you have to guard it from knocks and scratches and it fits pleasantly in your knapsack. I additionally suggest a mouse for those occasions when you're in the library or at home and have some space to spread out. The touch cushions are incredible for conveyability and accommodation however nothing beats exploring with a genuine mouse you can grasp. Search for the little remote mice planned explicitly for workstations. A portion of the pleasant ones consolidate an information stockpiling key alongside the USB module part of the remote mouse giving you an extraordinary spot for keeping records, resumes, and whatever else that you may require quick access to from any PC.

Tip #10 - Warranties

Numerous hardware stores and PC outlets offer their own store guarantees upon the offer of a thing. For PCs these can be something worth being thankful for if the cost is correct. They'll frequently disclose to you how any issue huge or little will be dealt with for nothing out of pocket in the event that you buy a guarantee. What they don't let you know is that there is basically no restriction to what extent they can keep your PC to do a fix. The significant hardware stores in Canada have focal overhauling workplaces where they send their guarantee claims for fix. In plain english, you're stuck without a PC during the time it takes for your PC to be transported, fixed, and sent back to the store you dropped it off at. Contingent upon the fix and parts accessibility, this can take as long as a half year at times!! Actually I feel guarantees are a misuse of cash as I've never experienced an issue so grave I was unable to fix it myself.

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Rules of the road

I love traffic lights. It doesn’t matter if they are red, yellow or green. It does not matter if they are flashing or solid. They help to keep the flow of traffic moving and are intended to add safety. They have proven to me to be a beneficial addition repeatedly. For me, they add a sense of security that I am in the proper lane for turning left or right or moving straight ahead. I have a view of such directional driving aids that, were they lacking, I might be in a position where I need to rely on the arrows painted on the road that are sometimes faint from years of existence or quite often obscured by vehicles. While many of us are aware that stop signs and yield signs are frequently ignored in our area anyway, not to mention the lack of lane changing signal use which is another story in its entirety, having the additional traffic light aids of blinking arrows are a definite positive addition to our traffic safety.

I’m just watching the news on television about the bicycle that was hit. He was obviously riding in the middle of the road where there are two double yellow lines, way over from where he should have been and he got hit. And now, it’s the motorist’s fault. I submit he should stay on the right hand side of the road … Stonehouse, same thing. They think they own the road, but they don’t. If they want to sue for their rights after they’ve been run over and killed, so be it.

Colonial Williamsburg

I think it would be good to temporarily reduce Colonial Williamsburg’s real estate taxes, except on property that has to do with: serving food, lodging, selling merchandise, luxury services (such as golf, spa), or is leased to others (U.S. Post Office downtown, a downtown bank, shops in Merchants Square area). If CW wants to be a not-for-profit museum, OK great, reduce taxes. But if they want to run businesses, CW needs to pay taxes like any other business. CW owns 302 parcels in Williamsburg, 11 in JCC and 13 in York County (326 total).

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My whole family is so upset and dismayed about the closing of the Kimball Theatre and other changes in Colonial Williamsburg. I believe I can sum the problem up in just a few words: Too many chiefs, not enough Indians.

Perhaps with all the changes at Colonial Williamsburg, management of the famed Williamsburg Inn’s Tranquility Pool seems to have gone the way of other CW institutions. On a recent long weekend, the noise and rambunctious levels rivaled a neighborhood pool party gone wild. From the loud-mouth bachelorette groups to the children playing Marco Polo, there was absolutely no enforcement of the pool’s former “quiet only” policy. In the event that an adult supervisor cannot monitor the policy, perhaps a few more signs might help guests better understand the word “tranquility.” Otherwise, you might as well go to Water Country USA for some peace and quiet.

With all of the recent negative news regarding the financial situation with Colonial Williamsburg and the termination of some employees, as well as the closing of the Kimball Theatre, we now are made aware that the solution to this problem is to have real estate taxes waived for the foundation.

I have been following the changes taking place at CW regarding outsourcing. It seems that the hotels will still be run and staffed by CW employees. Unless this is changed, the savings that CW hopes to make from outsourcing will not be realized. The hotel staff is union and well paid. Many are in tipped positions (bellmen, for example) and make tipped wages. One of the reasons I suspect CW wants to keep the hotels run and managed by its own staff is so the foundation can dictate the costs of food and beverage, lodging and other services that the hotels provide to the foundation for donor events and other entertainments. If the hotels were outsourced, those running the operations would not put up with this financial arrangement. Check out the losses the Inn and Lodge have incurred for the past 20 years if you want to have some idea of where CW is bleeding. Again, it’s not enough to outsource just the non-union jobs (golf course, maintenance, etc.). The real savings would be in having the unions go away when those hotel jobs are outsourced. I guess CW is not ready to take on that political issue; consequently they will not achieve their savings goals.

The Fourth of July fireworks in Colonial Williamsburg were beautiful, although the accompanied music was a distraction. First, the music selection was inconsistent with a patriotic celebration, but the biggest issue was the loud volume the music was played at. At times, the music overtook the sound of the fireworks. To add insult to injury, there was an announcement made during the grand finale! Please, leave the fireworks to the professionals.

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The average student loan debt for 2016 college graduates was $37,172 and 70 percent of the graduates left school owing money. Another more affordable choice is an apprenticeship, trade school or community college, all of which are an alternative to a college degree for starters. These students pay much less money to attend smaller and more flexible classes while graduating with the needed in demand skills to obtain a rewarding career with little or no debt.

Restaurant closed?

The Zaxby’s in this area was a great place to eat and recently it was temporarily closed. But then, when I went the day after when it was supposed to open, they said it was permanently closed and had no further information. So, does anybody know if we’re going to have a Zaxby’s? Are they going to open up in another location? Thank you.

Looking for …

Could anyone give me a reference on the nursing home called the Envoy of Williamsburg? I was thinking about entering a nursing home, and I wanted to know what the public thought of the Envoy. Thank you.

The Williamsburg Youth Football and Cheerleading League is in need of cheer coaches for cheerleaders ages 5-12. No experience is needed, just enthusiasm and a willingness to guide young people. Please contact Jen Waymire at 757-604-1450 or [email protected] for more information.

I was recently diagnosed with fibromyalgia and I was wondering if there is a support group here in Williamsburg.

I noticed someone was asking how to get a phone book with the residential numbers. That number is 1-877-243-8339.

New stores

I was told at one time that we were going to get a Costco in this area, and it was going to be located where the closed JC Penney and the Best Buy and Target stores were out there on Route 199. Does anybody have any information on the status of Costco? And possibly a good recommendation to have some kind of food place out there for people who shop to have somewhere to eat? Thank you.

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Should You Fast-Forward to a 'NextGen' Adviser?

Our brains are wired to be attracted to all things new, and in the field of financial advice what’s new is the “NextGen” adviser. Just who is this mysterious NextGen adviser? Is it a good idea for everyone to hire one right now?

SEE ALSO: How to Build the Right Team to Manage Your Wealth

Let’s start with some facts. The financial advice field is aging at an alarming pace. According to research by Cerulli Associates, 47% of advisers at RIA firms are over 55, and only 11% are under the age of 35. Data from Ernst & Young echo those findings: The average age of a financial adviser is 50 and climbing. That means your adviser is probably on his or her way to retirement – and the hard work you have done to create planning continuity could go out the window, forcing you to begin again. Quick take-away: If you are working with an adviser today, ask him or her about the succession plan — it will affect you more than you can imagine. If you are in the process of looking for an adviser, read on!

NextGen Is Not Your Grandfather’s Financial Planning

Discerning clients are no longer satisfied with the industry’s traditional offerings. The last two decades have seen accounting scandals, stock market upheaval and sky-rocketing student loans. Today’s clients, especially those on the younger end of the spectrum, distrust old strategies and want a different flavor of advice. Traditional financial planning topics like investing for retirement now share the stage with urgent pain points like debt management and cash flow. Clients want real-time updates that are more reminiscent of a Facebook newsfeed than a once-per-year printed annual performance report.

What does this mean for the industry? For one, clients are beginning to demand a different kind of financial planner: a NextGen adviser who is equally well-versed in brainstorming loan-repayment strategies as they are thinking through the choice between renting and buying. NextGen advisers came into the industry when comprehensive financial planning was the norm. Their model was shaped by the premise that advice based on the entirety of the client’s money and personal situation is the way to financial well-being.

They also see the benefit of financial planning as an ongoing process — not a one-time exercise. Life pivots quickly. For some clients, that might mean moving cross-country to pursue a professional opportunity. For others, change might spell marriage and kids. Employment uncertainty and an increasing desire to take retirement in chunks, as opposed to waiting until 65, mean that planning and investment strategies must be built to adapt.

Could a NextGen Adviser Bridge the Gap?

What is the right move for professionals years from retirement who want to make smart financial decisions in this ever-changing landscape? They ought to consider finding an adviser who understands their needs today and has a deep bench of expertise at his or her fingertips. Too many clients feel pressured to select a professional who will be a good choice for their situation two decades from now. That approach results in much frustration for both the client and the adviser. My advice is to stop shopping for a suit that will fit “some day” and find one that has a tailored fit today.

Hiring a NextGen financial adviser offers a few important perks:

A NextGen adviser is more likely to “get” a younger client. That can translate into more compassion, connection and a shared understanding of financial goals and strategies. Do you want to get a handle on student loans or credit card debt? Are you trying to build a safety net of savings so that you can launch your own business? Not interested in buying a house and would rather take three months every year to travel? NextGen advisers can relate, which means less explaining and solid financial advice custom-fit for you.

A NextGen adviser is totally comfortable with digital technology. This goes beyond offering automated investing for a lower fee — something that many traditional firms are adding to their service menus. In addition, NextGen advisers are intuitively comfortable with apps, cloud technology, texting and social media. As a client, you will get access to advice and information in the format that is easy for you to digest.

NextGen advisers take a collaborative approach. Far from the traditional dynamic of the all-knowing adviser and the client who nods and signs on the dotted line, they understand that your long-term financial outcomes are driven by your ability to stick to the plan. As a result, they combine behavioral finance and technology to co-create solutions with you. They embrace the role of a financial coach. For you, that means stronger buy-in and better habits.

3 Tips for Choosing a NextGen Adviser

Be sure to interview several candidates, while keeping these three points in mind:

1. Hire a team, not a lone ranger. Your odds of a great financial outcome are better when you hire a team with a full range of expertise: investments, retirement and estate planning, cash-flow planning, taxes, insurance and charitable giving. Look for a deep bench of professional experience.

2. Demand a CFP. Many financial advisers have a veritable alphabet soup after their name. Making sense of those qualifications can be a challenge. How are you supposed to know which letter combinations matter most? My recommendation is to treat a CFP (Certified Financial Planner) designation as non-negotiable. It assures that the professional you choose is a true planner with the training and the expertise to look at more than just your investments. Ask the adviser about his or her qualifications, and think through those critically to discern which ones are most relevant for your situation.

3. Look for a holistic approach. You may have many goals and financial resources, and your financial plan should reflect that. Choose a planner who will work with you to adapt your strategy for whatever comes next and consider potential implications of decisions across all areas of your financial life.

Whether you are working with a financial adviser or just considering hiring one, remember that your journey to financial well-being is a marathon. Begin by building relationships that are right for you today — and will continue to support you over your lifetime.

See Also: Are You Overestimating How Much Risk You Can Stomach?

William Rassman is a Certified Financial Planner and Director of Advisory Services for the independent investment and insurance firm Centric Capital Advisors. He began his career in NYC at Smith Barney in 2008. He has held positions at Deutsche Bank, Merrill Lynch and Mariner Wealth Advisors.

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