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-- the lost king --
Theodore Woods
"I know I fucked up my sister's life. I'm trying to fix it. "
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Haiden Sutton
Haiden listened to the defeat in Sam’s tone and frowned a little, but didn’t keep it in place long enough for Collette to notice. She hated this for Sam. “Well, the way I see it there’s two options. Either you do let me go over there with a bat. Or you just, move on and make new things for yourself.” She said and looked up at Sam, “I like option one, but I think option two is the healthiest.“ she said with a small laugh.
Looking at Collette play, having her Barbies talk to each other, she sighed, “look, you could use this as an opportunity, change into who you’ve always wanted to Be.” Haiden said, her tone gentle and sweet, “of course I’ll like you for whoever you decide to be, but I think it’s a great opportunity to be who you want.” She said and smiled brightly at Collette as the young girl came over and handed both Haiden and Sam some Barbies.
Mimicking the Barbies she played with the girl for a moment before putting the Barbie down and leaning back against Collettes bed as she took a sip from her tea, “now I hope you know I’m not gonna let you starve or not drink anything in my house. So that tea better be gone before Nana gets home from bingo.” She said with a nudge and stood up.
”Come on,” She said and grabbed Sam’s tea off the floor, “Collette, baby you drink your hot coco. Me and Sam are gonna go talk in the living room.” She said and nodded for Sam to follow as Collette continued to play with her Barbies. Setting both cups on the coffee table, Haiden took a seat and pulled Sam into her lap, “if I didn’t live with my grandmother and daughter and I would happily steal you away forever.” Haiden said with a laugh and rested her chin on Sam’s shoulder.
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Haiden listened to the defeat in Sam’s tone and frowned a little, but didn’t keep it in place long enough for Collette to notice. She hated this for Sam. “Well, the way I see it there’s two options. Either you do let me go over there with a bat. Or you just, move on and make new things for yourself.” She said and looked up at Sam, “I like option one, but I think option two is the healthiest.“ she said with a small laugh.
Looking at Collette play, having her Barbies talk to each other, she sighed, “look, you could use this as an opportunity, change into who you’ve always wanted to Be.” Haiden said, her tone gentle and sweet, “of course I’ll like you for whoever you decide to be, but I think it’s a great opportunity to be who you want.” She said and smiled brightly at Collette as the young girl came over and handed both Haiden and Sam some Barbies.
Mimicking the Barbies she played with the girl for a moment before putting the Barbie down and leaning back against Collettes bed as she took a sip from her tea, “now I hope you know I’m not gonna let you starve or not drink anything in my house. So that tea better be gone before Nana gets home from bingo.” She said with a nudge and stood up.
”Come on,” She said and grabbed Sam’s tea off the floor, “Collette, baby you drink your hot coco. Me and Sam are gonna go talk in the living room.” She said and nodded for Sam to follow as Collette continued to play with her Barbies. Setting both cups on the coffee table, Haiden took a seat and pulled Sam into her lap, “if I didn’t live with my grandmother and daughter and I would happily steal you away forever.” Haiden said with a laugh and rested her chin on Sam’s shoulder.
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Everest Kennedy
Ever was honestly a little taken aback when Carlise pulled her close. That was one thing she would have to get used to if she was going to pursue a relationship with the girl, it seemed. Ever wasn't much of a PDA type person, nor was she really a touchy person. If letting Carlise hug her and he a touchy person was the price she had to pay to be able to have the pleasure of being liked by the girl of her dreams, then she would allow her to hug her as much as she wanted. Everest knew it would become a problem later but she figured it would be better to get to know Carlise first. Besides, the relationship was new and exciting. How could they not want to touch each other? It made Ever wonder what could possibly be so wrong with herself that she almost winced every time the girl went to hug her. She let out a soft smile as Carlise released her, "I missed you too. Work was long today."
Ever gently took the helmet from Carlise and slid it onto her head. The motorcycle was cool, no doubt. Not something that she would normally ride considering her line of work but it was just one of those things about Carlise that drove Ever to her. She was dangerous in her own ways. Sure Ever put on a scary front but really she was just a teddy bear. She couldn't hurt a fly unless that fly fucked with her friends. Ever was more of a suffer in silence kind of person. Calm and collected with chaos behind her eyes. Sometimes people thought it was an attractive quality but in Everests mind it made her a psychopath.
After Ever had settled herself onto the bike, she turned her bag so it would be in between the two of them, then wrapped her arms around Carlise. She was warm and inviting. A comfortable feeling washed over her as she rested her head on Carlises back and shut her eyes tight. To say that she was scared was an understatement. The idea of being on a death bike freaked her out. Probably just because she had heard too many of Skylars stories about patients in the hospital. Or that she had seen too many scans from vehicular accidents to ever be comfortable on the road. Whatever it was, that fear went away slowly as they drove. Evers heart thumped heavily in her chest and she took a moment to breathe after Carlise stopped the bike. So maybe Ever wasn't as hardcore as she thought she was. That could change. Only seconds after Ever was off of the bike with her helmet off Carlise pulled her into a deep, passionate kiss. They seemed to be in a private enough place so Ever didn't immediately pull away. Instead Everest kissed Carlise back. All of her fears and worried evaporated into that kiss. It was as if nothing else mattered. Carlise pulled away and spoke but Evers mind was too busy spinning for her to grasp anything that Carlise said. It took her a moment to steady herself and when she did she just smiled up at Carlise sweetly.
"I could ask you the same thing, Carlise."
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Ever was honestly a little taken aback when Carlise pulled her close. That was one thing she would have to get used to if she was going to pursue a relationship with the girl, it seemed. Ever wasn't much of a PDA type person, nor was she really a touchy person. If letting Carlise hug her and he a touchy person was the price she had to pay to be able to have the pleasure of being liked by the girl of her dreams, then she would allow her to hug her as much as she wanted. Everest knew it would become a problem later but she figured it would be better to get to know Carlise first. Besides, the relationship was new and exciting. How could they not want to touch each other? It made Ever wonder what could possibly be so wrong with herself that she almost winced every time the girl went to hug her. She let out a soft smile as Carlise released her, "I missed you too. Work was long today."
Ever gently took the helmet from Carlise and slid it onto her head. The motorcycle was cool, no doubt. Not something that she would normally ride considering her line of work but it was just one of those things about Carlise that drove Ever to her. She was dangerous in her own ways. Sure Ever put on a scary front but really she was just a teddy bear. She couldn't hurt a fly unless that fly fucked with her friends. Ever was more of a suffer in silence kind of person. Calm and collected with chaos behind her eyes. Sometimes people thought it was an attractive quality but in Everests mind it made her a psychopath.
After Ever had settled herself onto the bike, she turned her bag so it would be in between the two of them, then wrapped her arms around Carlise. She was warm and inviting. A comfortable feeling washed over her as she rested her head on Carlises back and shut her eyes tight. To say that she was scared was an understatement. The idea of being on a death bike freaked her out. Probably just because she had heard too many of Skylars stories about patients in the hospital. Or that she had seen too many scans from vehicular accidents to ever be comfortable on the road. Whatever it was, that fear went away slowly as they drove. Evers heart thumped heavily in her chest and she took a moment to breathe after Carlise stopped the bike. So maybe Ever wasn't as hardcore as she thought she was. That could change. Only seconds after Ever was off of the bike with her helmet off Carlise pulled her into a deep, passionate kiss. They seemed to be in a private enough place so Ever didn't immediately pull away. Instead Everest kissed Carlise back. All of her fears and worried evaporated into that kiss. It was as if nothing else mattered. Carlise pulled away and spoke but Evers mind was too busy spinning for her to grasp anything that Carlise said. It took her a moment to steady herself and when she did she just smiled up at Carlise sweetly.
"I could ask you the same thing, Carlise."
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Luna Bowings
Luna tilted her head a little bit when he dismissed her question. She didn’t know what was so wrong about it, but she wouldn’t push the topic if he didn’t want to talk about it. But like, if he was sleeping with other people could she do the same? They never said they were exclusive, and while the idea of sleeping with someone else wasn’t appealing to her but it wasn’t Like she couldn’t find something to do with her time while he was off playing around with others.
When the waitress brought them their food, Luna gave her a small, “thank you.” Before she inspected it. When she thought it looked good, she took a bite and made an mm sound, “wow, that’s really good.” She said after swallowing and smiled over at Mason before continuing to eat. Eventually when she ate enough to be full, though all of it wasn’t finished, she sat back and started sipping on her coffee, waiting for Mason to be finished.
And although she didn’t say anything, she enjoyed the way he looked with the light coming through the window. When his attention came back to her she gave him a very small smile, bringing the cup back up to her lips. “So what if I don’t like the clothes?” She asked. She’d been thinking about it for a bit. She usually would just buy super cheap clothes online so that she didn’t feel bad about returning them if she didn’t like them, and she probably could have gotten an order in before this hang out with Brooke, but a small part of her had wanted to spend time with Mason.
The anxiety about this trip though, came from her having to try on the clothes before buying because they would be more money. And her car wouldn’t make it to the city if she needed to return them. Getting naked in a store behind a curtain or door wasn’t comfortable and she knew if she felt nervous enough she would just buy whatever to get out of the store. And then she would be stuck with an article of clothing that she would not like. She finished her coffee and slouched back into her seat, crossing her arms over her stomach.
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Luna tilted her head a little bit when he dismissed her question. She didn’t know what was so wrong about it, but she wouldn’t push the topic if he didn’t want to talk about it. But like, if he was sleeping with other people could she do the same? They never said they were exclusive, and while the idea of sleeping with someone else wasn’t appealing to her but it wasn’t Like she couldn’t find something to do with her time while he was off playing around with others.
When the waitress brought them their food, Luna gave her a small, “thank you.” Before she inspected it. When she thought it looked good, she took a bite and made an mm sound, “wow, that’s really good.” She said after swallowing and smiled over at Mason before continuing to eat. Eventually when she ate enough to be full, though all of it wasn’t finished, she sat back and started sipping on her coffee, waiting for Mason to be finished.
And although she didn’t say anything, she enjoyed the way he looked with the light coming through the window. When his attention came back to her she gave him a very small smile, bringing the cup back up to her lips. “So what if I don’t like the clothes?” She asked. She’d been thinking about it for a bit. She usually would just buy super cheap clothes online so that she didn’t feel bad about returning them if she didn’t like them, and she probably could have gotten an order in before this hang out with Brooke, but a small part of her had wanted to spend time with Mason.
The anxiety about this trip though, came from her having to try on the clothes before buying because they would be more money. And her car wouldn’t make it to the city if she needed to return them. Getting naked in a store behind a curtain or door wasn’t comfortable and she knew if she felt nervous enough she would just buy whatever to get out of the store. And then she would be stuck with an article of clothing that she would not like. She finished her coffee and slouched back into her seat, crossing her arms over her stomach.
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-- the lost king --
Samantha Woods
"I don't have the strength to be strong anymore. Can I lean on you for a moment?"
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Not Meat
Daddy is a state of mind
Lavender Boileau
Lavender was anxious. Not because she was worried Papa wouldn't like Wendall. Papa was understanding to all and full of love. Even to those who feel they don't deserve it like Lav. Really Lavender was worried that Wendall would be scared away after meeting the people she considered her family. She hadn't been lying when she told Wendall that Papa was her tutor but she wasn't exactly telling him the whole truth, either. Papa didn't care how Lavender brought up the Clergy to Wendall as long as she did if she was planning to be in a relationship with him. It was like an unwritten rule. Partners didn't have to be in the clergy but they did have to know about it and be willing to understand and relocate if that was the wishes of the Clergy. Lavender was lucky to be in such good standings with Papa. If it were any other Clergy member he wouldn't have come all this way for them. Lavender was different to Papa. It was almost a different love between them. As if he cared for her in a deeper way than he would any other.
"Please. Please. Call me Papa." Papa's voice was soft and welcoming with a hint of a Transylvanian accent. It lulled Lavender every time he spoke. Made her feel at home and comfortable. "Please, sit down. Let us enjoy each other's company, yes?" Papa gestured to the chairs and waited for Lavender to sit before finding a chair across the table from her to rest in. Lavender let out a soft sigh of relief. This was a good sign. Papa had accepted him. Now it was just the task of getting Wendall to see that there was nothing to be nervous about. She stayed quiet and allowed Papa to speak, knowing that she could give her input when needed. She took Wendalls hand in hers again and gave it a reassuring squeeze. She knew he was nervous but that he would do great. She wished she could reassure him more. Soon he would see that the Clergy was good. That they were what he needed to feel whole again. Just the same as she did when she had nowhere else to go. There was a calming presence about the room and Lavender let herself sink into that feeling.
"Ahh. Well yes. I am here to see Lavender. We have much to discuss yet. Sister and I will be making our rounds about the town of Rosemary Beach, don't you worry. I'm not too interested in sight seeing myself but Sister is out doing so now. For now, Wendall, I am more interested in learning about you." Papa leaned forward a bit, his gaze not leaving Wendall. Lavender had closed her eyes, letting Papa's soft words soothe her and take her to a place of relaxation. As her eyes opened again Papa spoke once more, this time with a more casual tone to his voice. "I hear that you are interested in the art of food. Cooking, to be more exact. That is ahh... beautiful. Tell me. What brought on such a passion for you?" Papa folded his hands neatly on top of the table and a small, polite smile crossed his lips. His head tilted slightly as he waited to hear Wendalls response.
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Lavender was anxious. Not because she was worried Papa wouldn't like Wendall. Papa was understanding to all and full of love. Even to those who feel they don't deserve it like Lav. Really Lavender was worried that Wendall would be scared away after meeting the people she considered her family. She hadn't been lying when she told Wendall that Papa was her tutor but she wasn't exactly telling him the whole truth, either. Papa didn't care how Lavender brought up the Clergy to Wendall as long as she did if she was planning to be in a relationship with him. It was like an unwritten rule. Partners didn't have to be in the clergy but they did have to know about it and be willing to understand and relocate if that was the wishes of the Clergy. Lavender was lucky to be in such good standings with Papa. If it were any other Clergy member he wouldn't have come all this way for them. Lavender was different to Papa. It was almost a different love between them. As if he cared for her in a deeper way than he would any other.
"Please. Please. Call me Papa." Papa's voice was soft and welcoming with a hint of a Transylvanian accent. It lulled Lavender every time he spoke. Made her feel at home and comfortable. "Please, sit down. Let us enjoy each other's company, yes?" Papa gestured to the chairs and waited for Lavender to sit before finding a chair across the table from her to rest in. Lavender let out a soft sigh of relief. This was a good sign. Papa had accepted him. Now it was just the task of getting Wendall to see that there was nothing to be nervous about. She stayed quiet and allowed Papa to speak, knowing that she could give her input when needed. She took Wendalls hand in hers again and gave it a reassuring squeeze. She knew he was nervous but that he would do great. She wished she could reassure him more. Soon he would see that the Clergy was good. That they were what he needed to feel whole again. Just the same as she did when she had nowhere else to go. There was a calming presence about the room and Lavender let herself sink into that feeling.
"Ahh. Well yes. I am here to see Lavender. We have much to discuss yet. Sister and I will be making our rounds about the town of Rosemary Beach, don't you worry. I'm not too interested in sight seeing myself but Sister is out doing so now. For now, Wendall, I am more interested in learning about you." Papa leaned forward a bit, his gaze not leaving Wendall. Lavender had closed her eyes, letting Papa's soft words soothe her and take her to a place of relaxation. As her eyes opened again Papa spoke once more, this time with a more casual tone to his voice. "I hear that you are interested in the art of food. Cooking, to be more exact. That is ahh... beautiful. Tell me. What brought on such a passion for you?" Papa folded his hands neatly on top of the table and a small, polite smile crossed his lips. His head tilted slightly as he waited to hear Wendalls response.
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Danielle Moulin
Danielle listened to the poor mans sorrows, watching him sink lower onto the bar stool. She looked down for a moment and collected her thoughts. "I'm very sorry you're going through that." She honestly didn't know what else to say. The bartender brought her her drink so she delicatley sipped on it, trying to think of what to say to the man sitting next to her trying to drown his sorrows. "If it's any consolation, though. I just broke up with the man I thought I was going to spend the rest of my life with. So... I suppose cheers to being freshly single." Danielle lifted her glass then finished off her rink, flagging down the bartender for another round for the both of them. "Well. I asked for the truth. I got the truth. Honestly I thought It was going to be worse, though. People can come back from broken relationships." She set the now empty glass down on the bartop and flipped her hair out of her face, "Besides. If she didn't stand beside you through whatever it is you did then maybe she wasn't the one for you. Thats the way I'm looking at my breakup, at least." Danielle let out a soft sigh and leaned against the bar, her gaze still on the man beside her.
It was true. Danielle was trying to push past the pain of the breakup by telling herself that if Alexei had truly loved her to begin with then he wouldn't have pushed her as hard as he did. If he truly wanted to be with her he would have accepted her for the way she was. She didn't want to get married. She didn't want to be a bride or a wife or a mom. Not yet, at least. The idea of doing any of that for someone made her stomach turn. Dani had to accept that she was her own person who could make her own mistakes and make her own decisions. As they sat at that bar, Danielle decided she would do anything she could to make the man beside her feel at least a little better before the night ended. If not for his sake but for hers. To know that she could still make someone else smile. Someone other than Alexei.
Danielle grabbed a napkin and reached over the bar to grab a pen. She scribbled her phone number on the napkin and slid it over to the man. "Here's my number. My name is Danielle. Now... I know you're in a sad place right now but when you are ready to come out of that sad place or if you want to have someone to talk to or just need something to take your mind off of everything. Call me. Or text me." Danielle reached over the bar and put the pen back where she found it. "I'm going to go to that wine tasting event thing so if you want to come with me, I would really enjoy the company. And the whole night is on me. We can go drink wine and try to push back these bad feelings then go get food somewhere and then come back and drink until we don't know what day of the week it is. Anything you want to do. Hell we could even egg your exes car if that's what you want to do." Danielle paid for their drinks then slid off the bar stool, she turned back to the man who was next to her, "Let Carpe diem this bitch."
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Danielle listened to the poor mans sorrows, watching him sink lower onto the bar stool. She looked down for a moment and collected her thoughts. "I'm very sorry you're going through that." She honestly didn't know what else to say. The bartender brought her her drink so she delicatley sipped on it, trying to think of what to say to the man sitting next to her trying to drown his sorrows. "If it's any consolation, though. I just broke up with the man I thought I was going to spend the rest of my life with. So... I suppose cheers to being freshly single." Danielle lifted her glass then finished off her rink, flagging down the bartender for another round for the both of them. "Well. I asked for the truth. I got the truth. Honestly I thought It was going to be worse, though. People can come back from broken relationships." She set the now empty glass down on the bartop and flipped her hair out of her face, "Besides. If she didn't stand beside you through whatever it is you did then maybe she wasn't the one for you. Thats the way I'm looking at my breakup, at least." Danielle let out a soft sigh and leaned against the bar, her gaze still on the man beside her.
It was true. Danielle was trying to push past the pain of the breakup by telling herself that if Alexei had truly loved her to begin with then he wouldn't have pushed her as hard as he did. If he truly wanted to be with her he would have accepted her for the way she was. She didn't want to get married. She didn't want to be a bride or a wife or a mom. Not yet, at least. The idea of doing any of that for someone made her stomach turn. Dani had to accept that she was her own person who could make her own mistakes and make her own decisions. As they sat at that bar, Danielle decided she would do anything she could to make the man beside her feel at least a little better before the night ended. If not for his sake but for hers. To know that she could still make someone else smile. Someone other than Alexei.
Danielle grabbed a napkin and reached over the bar to grab a pen. She scribbled her phone number on the napkin and slid it over to the man. "Here's my number. My name is Danielle. Now... I know you're in a sad place right now but when you are ready to come out of that sad place or if you want to have someone to talk to or just need something to take your mind off of everything. Call me. Or text me." Danielle reached over the bar and put the pen back where she found it. "I'm going to go to that wine tasting event thing so if you want to come with me, I would really enjoy the company. And the whole night is on me. We can go drink wine and try to push back these bad feelings then go get food somewhere and then come back and drink until we don't know what day of the week it is. Anything you want to do. Hell we could even egg your exes car if that's what you want to do." Danielle paid for their drinks then slid off the bar stool, she turned back to the man who was next to her, "Let Carpe diem this bitch."
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-- the lost king --
Carlise Kingston
"I can't get you out of my head and I don't think I want to."
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Brooke
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-- the lost king --
Wendall Young
"I think I'm falling in love with you.."
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Ava
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-- the lost king --
Maddox Hadden
"Do you expect me to care? That's funny. Really, it's laughable."
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Mason
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Daddy is a state of mind
Everest Kennedy
"Well... Considering Sky and I have always been twins most people just assumed I was her when we were little. It wasn't until I dyed my hair black and started wearing goth clothes that people really noticed me." Everest shrugged. She let the girl pull her toward the beach and was genuinely surprised when she saw a picnic full of her favourite foods. She turned to Carlise and let out a small smile, "You didn't have to do this for me, Carlise. I... thank you." Everest walked toward the adorable picnic that Carlise had set up for them and sat down, crossing her legs as she did so. She pulled her sweater off and set it next to her, letting her pale skin soak up some of the warm suns rays. She wasn't a fan of tanning but the vitamin d was always beneficial. She poked around looking at all the different foods that Carlise had gotten for them.
"I can't believe you rounded up all my favourite things. And how did you know I have a weakness for cinnamon twists?" Everest popped one into her mouth and closed her eyes as she chewed on the delicious treat, "What an amazing way to end a shift. Thank you." As she chewed on the twist she started to help herself to some of the various foods. After a long day at work she was starving. It truly was the pefect way to spend her evening. Alone with a beautiful girl eating her favourite food. It made coming back to Rosemary Beach worth it. Carlise mentioned something that Ever wanted. Ever gave Carlise a slightly confused look. What did she want? All she ever wanted was right there with her.
"Okay. Now I'm not sure what you're talking about but I'm excited to do it with you, whatever it is." Ever dusted off her hands then slid her hair back up into a messy ponytail before she started eating. Her hair was getting long enough now that if she ate while her hair was down food would get all up in her hair and she honestly didn't want to deal with it. after gathering a bit of everything, Everest dug into her meal. From an outsiders prospective none of the foods went together but to Everest everything was perfect. When she finished eating she set her plate beside her and leaned back on her hands and basked in the warm sun. "This was one of the things I missed the most about the beach. There's a lot of rain in Seattle. It's nice, don't get me wrong. But so rainy all the time. Although when the rain stops everything is so green. The trees are vibrant and beautiful and everything smells like... trees. Like a beautiful forest."
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"Well... Considering Sky and I have always been twins most people just assumed I was her when we were little. It wasn't until I dyed my hair black and started wearing goth clothes that people really noticed me." Everest shrugged. She let the girl pull her toward the beach and was genuinely surprised when she saw a picnic full of her favourite foods. She turned to Carlise and let out a small smile, "You didn't have to do this for me, Carlise. I... thank you." Everest walked toward the adorable picnic that Carlise had set up for them and sat down, crossing her legs as she did so. She pulled her sweater off and set it next to her, letting her pale skin soak up some of the warm suns rays. She wasn't a fan of tanning but the vitamin d was always beneficial. She poked around looking at all the different foods that Carlise had gotten for them.
"I can't believe you rounded up all my favourite things. And how did you know I have a weakness for cinnamon twists?" Everest popped one into her mouth and closed her eyes as she chewed on the delicious treat, "What an amazing way to end a shift. Thank you." As she chewed on the twist she started to help herself to some of the various foods. After a long day at work she was starving. It truly was the pefect way to spend her evening. Alone with a beautiful girl eating her favourite food. It made coming back to Rosemary Beach worth it. Carlise mentioned something that Ever wanted. Ever gave Carlise a slightly confused look. What did she want? All she ever wanted was right there with her.
"Okay. Now I'm not sure what you're talking about but I'm excited to do it with you, whatever it is." Ever dusted off her hands then slid her hair back up into a messy ponytail before she started eating. Her hair was getting long enough now that if she ate while her hair was down food would get all up in her hair and she honestly didn't want to deal with it. after gathering a bit of everything, Everest dug into her meal. From an outsiders prospective none of the foods went together but to Everest everything was perfect. When she finished eating she set her plate beside her and leaned back on her hands and basked in the warm sun. "This was one of the things I missed the most about the beach. There's a lot of rain in Seattle. It's nice, don't get me wrong. But so rainy all the time. Although when the rain stops everything is so green. The trees are vibrant and beautiful and everything smells like... trees. Like a beautiful forest."
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Lavender Boileau
Lavender couldn't stop looking at Wendall as he spoke. He had her full attention even though Papa, who usually took all of her attention, was sitting across from them. As intensely as Lavender felt for her saviour, she felt the same way for Wendall but in almost different ways. Maybe this warm, protective feeling was the same way that Papa felt for Lavender. Bringing someone new into the Clergy was no joke. Lav was lucky that Papa was the one who found her and not just any other Clergy member. In the same ways Wendall was lucky it was Lavender. There was normally so many hoops to jump through before gaining private audience with Papa himself. Those hoops got skipped for Lav and those hoops would be skipped for Wendall too. Papa noticed how intensely Lavender focused on Wendall and smiled more to himself than to anyone else. He too focused on what Wendall said and listened with his heart.
"Well. I believe that there is many.. ehh... Layers to each one of us. Although you find that there isn't much interesting about you. I believe that you are interesting. Each one of us have a story. You grew up here. That is interesting to me. You have sisters. That is also very interesting. while it is true, my dearest Lavender is quite exciting, only one with a pure heart and an intriguing story would interest her so." Papa leaned back in his chair and listened as Wendall spoke about his home life. He noticed the tension in his body language and could feel in his own heart the pain that Wendall portrayed in his words. Lavender squeezed Wendalls hand again in reassurance. She wished she could tell him everything. To show him that even the most broken people can still be alright. As Wendall finished speaking, Papa pondered his thoughts. His eyes flickered between Lavender and Wendall then he sat up straighter as he began to speak.
"I am very glad that you found ways to provide for your sisters. Only the most... gracious of people would do what you do for kin who aren't theirs. In many a situation siblings tend to leave the young to fend for themselves. That is a very noble thing for you to do. Finding a comfort in a passion is, well, more often than not what most human kind only dream of doing. I am glad for you that you have found that. Perhaps you would find a great joy in a culinary career." Papa glanced at Lavender, "there is many ways to further your skills as dearest sister would know. If you would be willing I would love to help you further those skills and learn. While I am not an advanced cook, I know of a man who might be able to help you achieve any goal." Lavender's cheeks began to flush as Papa's gaze snapped back to Wendall. The fact that Papa would offer such a thing meant that Papa wanted him in the Clergy. All that was missing was the magic words.
"Wendall. I feel that perhaps you haven't been cherished the ways that you should be. I am very eager to see that Lavey will provide you with such cherishment. I can see through the scars inside you." With Papa's words, Lavender almost jumped in joy. The words. The magic words that Papa only used when he accepted and cared for a person. "And Lavender." Papa turned his attention to Lav and smiled at the joy in her eyes, "I hope you won't mind. I would like to steal Wendall from you sometime soon. Sir down with him and get to know him better."
Lavender nodded in approval and smiled back at Papa, "I wouldn't mind that at all."
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Lavender couldn't stop looking at Wendall as he spoke. He had her full attention even though Papa, who usually took all of her attention, was sitting across from them. As intensely as Lavender felt for her saviour, she felt the same way for Wendall but in almost different ways. Maybe this warm, protective feeling was the same way that Papa felt for Lavender. Bringing someone new into the Clergy was no joke. Lav was lucky that Papa was the one who found her and not just any other Clergy member. In the same ways Wendall was lucky it was Lavender. There was normally so many hoops to jump through before gaining private audience with Papa himself. Those hoops got skipped for Lav and those hoops would be skipped for Wendall too. Papa noticed how intensely Lavender focused on Wendall and smiled more to himself than to anyone else. He too focused on what Wendall said and listened with his heart.
"Well. I believe that there is many.. ehh... Layers to each one of us. Although you find that there isn't much interesting about you. I believe that you are interesting. Each one of us have a story. You grew up here. That is interesting to me. You have sisters. That is also very interesting. while it is true, my dearest Lavender is quite exciting, only one with a pure heart and an intriguing story would interest her so." Papa leaned back in his chair and listened as Wendall spoke about his home life. He noticed the tension in his body language and could feel in his own heart the pain that Wendall portrayed in his words. Lavender squeezed Wendalls hand again in reassurance. She wished she could tell him everything. To show him that even the most broken people can still be alright. As Wendall finished speaking, Papa pondered his thoughts. His eyes flickered between Lavender and Wendall then he sat up straighter as he began to speak.
"I am very glad that you found ways to provide for your sisters. Only the most... gracious of people would do what you do for kin who aren't theirs. In many a situation siblings tend to leave the young to fend for themselves. That is a very noble thing for you to do. Finding a comfort in a passion is, well, more often than not what most human kind only dream of doing. I am glad for you that you have found that. Perhaps you would find a great joy in a culinary career." Papa glanced at Lavender, "there is many ways to further your skills as dearest sister would know. If you would be willing I would love to help you further those skills and learn. While I am not an advanced cook, I know of a man who might be able to help you achieve any goal." Lavender's cheeks began to flush as Papa's gaze snapped back to Wendall. The fact that Papa would offer such a thing meant that Papa wanted him in the Clergy. All that was missing was the magic words.
"Wendall. I feel that perhaps you haven't been cherished the ways that you should be. I am very eager to see that Lavey will provide you with such cherishment. I can see through the scars inside you." With Papa's words, Lavender almost jumped in joy. The words. The magic words that Papa only used when he accepted and cared for a person. "And Lavender." Papa turned his attention to Lav and smiled at the joy in her eyes, "I hope you won't mind. I would like to steal Wendall from you sometime soon. Sir down with him and get to know him better."
Lavender nodded in approval and smiled back at Papa, "I wouldn't mind that at all."
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Scarlett Faust
An unproductive day so far. The only things Scar had done was fuck around on Twitter and start the process of setting her crystals out for a cleanse. Her reading for the day had pulled good fortune and she was just in the middle of putting away her tarot cards when a knock came upon her door. Maddox yelled at her from the other side to be ready in fifteen and Scar just yelled a yeah in response. She had accidentally agreed to go to the wine festival. Really all she wanted to do was get drunk and find someone new to bring back to the apartment. Sure she had many different guys she could call at any time but she really wasn't feeling any of them. She wanted something fresh. Someone new whose heart she could chew on and spit out onto the sidewalk. Someone who she hadn't met before. A task indefinitely. If there was anyone new in Rosemary Beach she had definitely run into them before. Unless they were coupled up and managed to run from Scarletts warpath.
Scar carefully packed up her tarot cards and put them in their spot, setting a fresh crystal on top of them to be stored into the box with the cards later. No matter what trouble Scar got up to into a day she always did her nightly ritual before falling asleep. It was the one thing that kept her grounded and humbled from day to day. Other than Maddox who would get royally pissed if Scar wasn't ready to go soon. Scarlett slid off her bed and picked out a random outfit for the day. Something that showed skin and would attract the male species to her. Her hair was neatly tied away from when she woke so all she needed to do was pull out the hair tie and floof it a bit. For makeup she chose something simple and easy to take off after a drunken night. Something that wouldn't smudge after a rough night. Just in case.
After getting dressed Scar slid out of her bedroom and walked gracefully into the kitchen where she laid out some food for the cats. They were nowhere to be seen as per usual. The girls ate whatever it was that Maddox made. She didn't really care. Maddox was a good enough cook that Scarlett didn't fuss about the food in the house. Scar could cook and would do it once in a while but sometimes she really thought that Maddox took care of her the same way her mother did. It was comforting knowing that her best friend and roommate cared about her as much as she did. Especially when Maddox didn't really show much emotion. Once breakfast was cleaned up the girls head on their way to pick up one of Maddoxes friends. Stella and Scar hung out once in a while but not normally without Maddox. The girls could bicker all day if they were allowed. Two personalities that didn't always match up. Scarlett just shrugged as her friend commented on Stella talking shit and turned on some music to listen to during the car ride.
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An unproductive day so far. The only things Scar had done was fuck around on Twitter and start the process of setting her crystals out for a cleanse. Her reading for the day had pulled good fortune and she was just in the middle of putting away her tarot cards when a knock came upon her door. Maddox yelled at her from the other side to be ready in fifteen and Scar just yelled a yeah in response. She had accidentally agreed to go to the wine festival. Really all she wanted to do was get drunk and find someone new to bring back to the apartment. Sure she had many different guys she could call at any time but she really wasn't feeling any of them. She wanted something fresh. Someone new whose heart she could chew on and spit out onto the sidewalk. Someone who she hadn't met before. A task indefinitely. If there was anyone new in Rosemary Beach she had definitely run into them before. Unless they were coupled up and managed to run from Scarletts warpath.
Scar carefully packed up her tarot cards and put them in their spot, setting a fresh crystal on top of them to be stored into the box with the cards later. No matter what trouble Scar got up to into a day she always did her nightly ritual before falling asleep. It was the one thing that kept her grounded and humbled from day to day. Other than Maddox who would get royally pissed if Scar wasn't ready to go soon. Scarlett slid off her bed and picked out a random outfit for the day. Something that showed skin and would attract the male species to her. Her hair was neatly tied away from when she woke so all she needed to do was pull out the hair tie and floof it a bit. For makeup she chose something simple and easy to take off after a drunken night. Something that wouldn't smudge after a rough night. Just in case.
After getting dressed Scar slid out of her bedroom and walked gracefully into the kitchen where she laid out some food for the cats. They were nowhere to be seen as per usual. The girls ate whatever it was that Maddox made. She didn't really care. Maddox was a good enough cook that Scarlett didn't fuss about the food in the house. Scar could cook and would do it once in a while but sometimes she really thought that Maddox took care of her the same way her mother did. It was comforting knowing that her best friend and roommate cared about her as much as she did. Especially when Maddox didn't really show much emotion. Once breakfast was cleaned up the girls head on their way to pick up one of Maddoxes friends. Stella and Scar hung out once in a while but not normally without Maddox. The girls could bicker all day if they were allowed. Two personalities that didn't always match up. Scarlett just shrugged as her friend commented on Stella talking shit and turned on some music to listen to during the car ride.
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Skylar Kennedy
The past few weeks had been both brutal and amazing for Skylar. There were days where she would zone out at work and think about the blow out fight that her and Carmen had had. Other days she would be completely ripped off her feet by the kindness and lust from Logan. The whole situation was giving Sky whiplash. There was still a part of her that loved Carmen no matter how hard she tried to shove those feelings down. Logan was right for her. He was open and communicative and told her how he was feeling. He wasn't messing around with her feelings or her heart or openly sleeping with other people to prove that he wasn't who he was. He was just him. He owned up to it and it brought so much joy to Sky's life. So much that she decided to take him on vacation to Paris. Somewhere where they could be alone and just enjoy each others company. Skylar had picked out the perfect hotel and made sure that everything was set for the two of them before they even left Rosemary Beach. On the plane they messed around and kick started their vacation. Everything so far had been going smoothly.
Skylar woke in a mess of a bed. The night before had been chaotic and amazing. It seemed like they couldn't keep their hands off of each other the whole night. With the bustling noises of the city below them, Skylar slid out of bed with a sheet wrapped loosely around her and head to the bathroom. Logan had been sleeping beside her and she didn't want to wake him quite yet. Quietly she got herself ready for the day and ordered them some room service breakfast. The days plans were just to be lazy for a few hours before going out on the town. The vacation wasn't going to be too long, of course, they both had lives to go back to. Just long enough for Skylar to make Logan fall for her. After brushing her teeth and hair, Skylar crawled back into the bed. She had enough of being alone and had decided to wake Logan up.
Slowly and gently Skylar planted soft kisses on Logans chest, trailing her way up to his lips. A soft way to wake up the man who had kept her up for most of the night. Sky wanted to wake him before room service did. It seemed like she was succeeding, too. A soft smile crossed her delicate lips and she kissed Logan softly. She could feel the waves of passion and lust hitting her. How did they ever leave the bedroom? How did they ever go out on dates? Sometimes if baffled her that she could be in a relationship that actually included even a little PDA. The biggest factor being they went on actual dates. He still kissed her outside of the privacy of the house. To make things even better he adored Bailey who Sky sadly had to leave at home with a pet sitter. As much as Skylar would have loved to take the pup with her she knew that this trip was for Sky and Loagn to be alone and do whatever they wanted.
"Wake up sleepy head. Room service is on the way."
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The past few weeks had been both brutal and amazing for Skylar. There were days where she would zone out at work and think about the blow out fight that her and Carmen had had. Other days she would be completely ripped off her feet by the kindness and lust from Logan. The whole situation was giving Sky whiplash. There was still a part of her that loved Carmen no matter how hard she tried to shove those feelings down. Logan was right for her. He was open and communicative and told her how he was feeling. He wasn't messing around with her feelings or her heart or openly sleeping with other people to prove that he wasn't who he was. He was just him. He owned up to it and it brought so much joy to Sky's life. So much that she decided to take him on vacation to Paris. Somewhere where they could be alone and just enjoy each others company. Skylar had picked out the perfect hotel and made sure that everything was set for the two of them before they even left Rosemary Beach. On the plane they messed around and kick started their vacation. Everything so far had been going smoothly.
Skylar woke in a mess of a bed. The night before had been chaotic and amazing. It seemed like they couldn't keep their hands off of each other the whole night. With the bustling noises of the city below them, Skylar slid out of bed with a sheet wrapped loosely around her and head to the bathroom. Logan had been sleeping beside her and she didn't want to wake him quite yet. Quietly she got herself ready for the day and ordered them some room service breakfast. The days plans were just to be lazy for a few hours before going out on the town. The vacation wasn't going to be too long, of course, they both had lives to go back to. Just long enough for Skylar to make Logan fall for her. After brushing her teeth and hair, Skylar crawled back into the bed. She had enough of being alone and had decided to wake Logan up.
Slowly and gently Skylar planted soft kisses on Logans chest, trailing her way up to his lips. A soft way to wake up the man who had kept her up for most of the night. Sky wanted to wake him before room service did. It seemed like she was succeeding, too. A soft smile crossed her delicate lips and she kissed Logan softly. She could feel the waves of passion and lust hitting her. How did they ever leave the bedroom? How did they ever go out on dates? Sometimes if baffled her that she could be in a relationship that actually included even a little PDA. The biggest factor being they went on actual dates. He still kissed her outside of the privacy of the house. To make things even better he adored Bailey who Sky sadly had to leave at home with a pet sitter. As much as Skylar would have loved to take the pup with her she knew that this trip was for Sky and Loagn to be alone and do whatever they wanted.
"Wake up sleepy head. Room service is on the way."
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Haiden Sutton
Haiden smiled up at Sam as she spoke her sweet words. She was definitely falling for this woman and knew she wanted to be near her at all times. Especially now if anyone were to give her trouble for the way she was outted. If she wasn't allowed to take her baseball bat over to Sam's apartment, then she would definitely take it to anyone who had something to say about Sam. But she wouldn't tell Sam that incase she had any protests. No one was more scared of the trailer trash than the rich.
Knowing full well that Collette was distracted away in her room, Haiden brought a hand up to Sam's cheek, letting her thumb graze across her chin, before she gently guided Sam's face closer to Haidens so that she could gently press her lips to Sam's. She kept it soft and gentle, not wanting to push Sam's boundaries while she was struggling with other things.
Eventually, as to not get caught by Collette, she pulled away and smiled brightly, "I could never get enough of this." She said with a small laugh, "now you have two choices. To eat the food I make for you and Collette, or eat the food my nana makes because I'll damn well tell her and she's more forceful than I am." She laughed and gentle nudged Sam off of her laugh as she stood to go make some lunch for Collette, because even if Sam refused to eat she still needed to feed her daughter.
When the tomato soup and grilled cheeses were done, Haiden took them over to the table and called in Collette, who at first turned up her nose to the food before eventually giving in to Haiden's stern look and took a seat in her booster seat. "Now, do you want me to give you the same look to get you to eat?" She asked Sam, levelling her perfected stern look on the other girl.
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Haiden smiled up at Sam as she spoke her sweet words. She was definitely falling for this woman and knew she wanted to be near her at all times. Especially now if anyone were to give her trouble for the way she was outted. If she wasn't allowed to take her baseball bat over to Sam's apartment, then she would definitely take it to anyone who had something to say about Sam. But she wouldn't tell Sam that incase she had any protests. No one was more scared of the trailer trash than the rich.
Knowing full well that Collette was distracted away in her room, Haiden brought a hand up to Sam's cheek, letting her thumb graze across her chin, before she gently guided Sam's face closer to Haidens so that she could gently press her lips to Sam's. She kept it soft and gentle, not wanting to push Sam's boundaries while she was struggling with other things.
Eventually, as to not get caught by Collette, she pulled away and smiled brightly, "I could never get enough of this." She said with a small laugh, "now you have two choices. To eat the food I make for you and Collette, or eat the food my nana makes because I'll damn well tell her and she's more forceful than I am." She laughed and gentle nudged Sam off of her laugh as she stood to go make some lunch for Collette, because even if Sam refused to eat she still needed to feed her daughter.
When the tomato soup and grilled cheeses were done, Haiden took them over to the table and called in Collette, who at first turned up her nose to the food before eventually giving in to Haiden's stern look and took a seat in her booster seat. "Now, do you want me to give you the same look to get you to eat?" She asked Sam, levelling her perfected stern look on the other girl.
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Daniel Charter
After Daniel was free from the salt water, he went to go put the boards away and grab some towels, but came back just in time for the girl to take off the wetsuit and step into the cold water. He couldn't tell if he was drooling or if his hair was still wet and dripping onto his face. Either way he wouldn't risk her seeing his ogling and possible drool as he used his towel to dry off his face and hair. Her body was just as perfect as her face... How was he going to be able to work with her full time? He had no clue.
When Ava asked for a towel, he scrambled to give her the other one before grinning a sheepish grin. "Uhm... There's only a bit left of the shift..." He pointed out, not really wanting his time with her to end just yet, "after we go through the closing stuff do you wanna go grab some food or drinks at the pub? My friend runs it and it's pretty good." He asked, stepping into the store, but held the door for her to go through first.
When he got his answer from her, he began to walk her through the closing duties, which was basically just tidy up the store, put things away, and count the till. It was a slower day so he wasn't too worried about putting money away in the safe, so he would just have to do that a different day. While his other employee walked Ava through some things, Daniel made his way to his little apartment and changed into some jeans and a t shirt. He would worry about a proper shower later. Eventually when he stepped back out, he walked the other employee out and smiled at Ava, "so did you enjoy your first day?"
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After Daniel was free from the salt water, he went to go put the boards away and grab some towels, but came back just in time for the girl to take off the wetsuit and step into the cold water. He couldn't tell if he was drooling or if his hair was still wet and dripping onto his face. Either way he wouldn't risk her seeing his ogling and possible drool as he used his towel to dry off his face and hair. Her body was just as perfect as her face... How was he going to be able to work with her full time? He had no clue.
When Ava asked for a towel, he scrambled to give her the other one before grinning a sheepish grin. "Uhm... There's only a bit left of the shift..." He pointed out, not really wanting his time with her to end just yet, "after we go through the closing stuff do you wanna go grab some food or drinks at the pub? My friend runs it and it's pretty good." He asked, stepping into the store, but held the door for her to go through first.
When he got his answer from her, he began to walk her through the closing duties, which was basically just tidy up the store, put things away, and count the till. It was a slower day so he wasn't too worried about putting money away in the safe, so he would just have to do that a different day. While his other employee walked Ava through some things, Daniel made his way to his little apartment and changed into some jeans and a t shirt. He would worry about a proper shower later. Eventually when he stepped back out, he walked the other employee out and smiled at Ava, "so did you enjoy your first day?"
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Luna Bowings
Luna felt more calm after all of Mason's reassurance, but shocked that he bought out the store for privacy. She truly did hope to find something that she would like, something that she could wear all the time and feel good in. When the server came around, Luna went to go dig into her purse to find her wallet, but paused when Mason handed her a credit card. It look fancy and she watched the sever ring in their meal and hand it back. She didn't want to say anything about him paying for fear it may be a touchy subject but she appreciated him paying nonetheless.
The girl slipped her hand through his when they left. And when they got to the store, the girl followed him to one of the many racks, a small smile touching her lips when he smiled at her. Timidly, she began to shuffle through the clothing, watching as the worker at the store took all the things that Luna might've looked at too long to a dressing room. She'd never seen such lush fabrics and designs and she felt somewhat intimidated from all the choices. She knew Mason's apartment was nice but she never would've though he had this type of money for clothes and meals.
Eventually when she was sure she had enough choices, she made her way to the dressing room, the worker giving her and Mason some privacy, and stepped behind the curtain. Her eyes wandered over which outfit she would try first before eventually landing on a beige dress. She liked the neckline but as soon as she put it on she just felt... boxy. With a frown she stepped out of the little room and knew Mason didn't like it from the look on his face. So she went back into the room to try the next one.
After a few fails, she finally put on the outfit she had been avoiding. The tightness of the pants made her a little uncomfortable, but the way it looked on her body made her face blush. It showed off her curves, but hid the places that she wanted to hide. The material was a little weird on the outside, but the inside was soft and felt like butter on her skin. Nervously, she stepped out from behind the curtain. He'd seen her naked before, so she had no clue why she was so nervous to show him this outfit. But the look on his face, the appreciation, made her skin turn a deeper red as she finally spoke, "do you like it?" She asked, clasping her hands in front of her as she waited for his answer.
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Luna felt more calm after all of Mason's reassurance, but shocked that he bought out the store for privacy. She truly did hope to find something that she would like, something that she could wear all the time and feel good in. When the server came around, Luna went to go dig into her purse to find her wallet, but paused when Mason handed her a credit card. It look fancy and she watched the sever ring in their meal and hand it back. She didn't want to say anything about him paying for fear it may be a touchy subject but she appreciated him paying nonetheless.
The girl slipped her hand through his when they left. And when they got to the store, the girl followed him to one of the many racks, a small smile touching her lips when he smiled at her. Timidly, she began to shuffle through the clothing, watching as the worker at the store took all the things that Luna might've looked at too long to a dressing room. She'd never seen such lush fabrics and designs and she felt somewhat intimidated from all the choices. She knew Mason's apartment was nice but she never would've though he had this type of money for clothes and meals.
Eventually when she was sure she had enough choices, she made her way to the dressing room, the worker giving her and Mason some privacy, and stepped behind the curtain. Her eyes wandered over which outfit she would try first before eventually landing on a beige dress. She liked the neckline but as soon as she put it on she just felt... boxy. With a frown she stepped out of the little room and knew Mason didn't like it from the look on his face. So she went back into the room to try the next one.
After a few fails, she finally put on the outfit she had been avoiding. The tightness of the pants made her a little uncomfortable, but the way it looked on her body made her face blush. It showed off her curves, but hid the places that she wanted to hide. The material was a little weird on the outside, but the inside was soft and felt like butter on her skin. Nervously, she stepped out from behind the curtain. He'd seen her naked before, so she had no clue why she was so nervous to show him this outfit. But the look on his face, the appreciation, made her skin turn a deeper red as she finally spoke, "do you like it?" She asked, clasping her hands in front of her as she waited for his answer.
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