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Esther Allemand | 23 | Witch with no Coven Poison Generation Power Nullification

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The Science of Sneaking | Andrew+Esther

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It didn’t take him very long to finish up. Ten minutes went by and he had already synthesized a few vials. Putting them away in a suitcase-like box, he locked them up and took it out of the room with him. Sliding his mask off, Andy took a deep breath. “Ugh— I always feel like I have to breathe carefully in there. I guess it’s the germaphobe in me.” He chuckled, setting the case on a near table to allow himself to slide out of his protective suit. 

After hanging the mask and suit back up, he walked over to the printer where she stood. “So… did you get everything?” He said, placing a hand over her shoulder gently. “Some of this equipment isn’t very… well— up to date. The district really should give more assets to the hospital.” He shrugged. “Then again I think a lot of it goes to the schools. Equally as important.” It was then that Andy was incredibly glad he was not a politician or anywhere near the city council. “What a headache.” Again, a soft chuckle escaped his lips. “You want to carry the case? B-Be extra careful with it. I’ll take the papers. You can put the case back into the storage room— should be called a freezer considering it’s always chilly in there.” By chilly, he meant 15 degrees. Being from Chicago, he wasn’t much bothered by it. 

"Lead the way, Doctor." He then pointed to a door for her to go through after exchanging the case for the printed papers she’d collected.

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The ten minutes that had gone by felt incredibly short, and once Andy made his way back inside, the witch grinned at him and picked up the papers that had finished printing off. Immediately she handed the stack to him, and excitedly took the case, which appeared to have some valuable samples within it. She held it tightly to her chest, in fear she might drop it, and once he gave the signal Esther made her way through the door. "So what exactly are these all for again? They seem really important." Her footsteps echoed in the empty halls, reminding her that it was just the two of them. The idea of being at such a facility should have fascinated her, but in truth she was more interested in hearing Andy talk more about his job.

As they reached a hallway that lead to the storage room, Esther waited for Andy to catch up before making her way over. "I miss the cold weather, the winters in Oregon are the best. Hey! Maybe we should camp out in there." A small laugh escaped her lips, though in truth she knew anywhere chilly she would find more comfortable than the average temperature in New Orleans.

[dr-andrew-tomlinson]

The Science of Sneaking | Andrew+Esther

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"I could give you a piggy back ride." He responded playfully, slowing his walk until he came to a halt, kneeling down on one knee, so that his back was to her. "Hop on, little one." He teased her for her height— but in reality, she could have easily flipped the table to comment on his height as well. "Y-You know, I think it’s adorable how small you are compared to the stick-figure I am." He admitted, accidentally stuttering out of habit. 

Once she was settled on him, he stood and hooked his arms around her legs, beginning to walk again. Each time he came to a secure door that they needed to cross, he asked her to reach around his neck to scan his lanyard for him since both of his hands were… preoccupied. Once settled in one of the several research rooms, Andy carefully knelt down to let his lovely Esther get to her feet. When he stood, his glasses were slightly crooked, having slipped while he was carrying her. Pushing the large glasses up on the bridge of his nose a few times after straightening his tie as well, Andy ruffled his hair. 

"This is where I spend most of my time outside of my office. Lab B-6. This room is technically an observation room. Beyond that glass window, you can look in and watch others work while you take notes and calculate incoming data from inside the room. I have to go in for just a bit, so you stay in here and uh… do me a favor? Check that printer over there. There should be a couple dozen pages that are done. I just need to put my things away in there." The doctor tapped Esther’s nose once gently before walking over to the door that led into the room that was separated by thick glass. First, he slid into somewhat of a light protective suit and slid a surgical mask on. 

As Andy went back over the work he’d left to go and pick up Esther, he thought about what he’d said. Maybe I scared her… I hope she doesn’t think I’m getting really sick. It’s probably just me, not her. I have been pretty stressed lately… Occasionally he glanced up at her through the glass as he over thought his previous words to her. 

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"Well, you are insanely tall, so..." Esther laughed, and decided to hell with it as she jumped onto his back. It was fun scanning each lock with his keycard, though she could tell by the end of it he was getting a bit tired. Once she finally slide off, she straightened out her beloved labcoat.

She listened intently to his instructions, though her shoulders drooped when he mentioned a printer. Despite being hyper-aware of her powers, she was a little disappointed she couldn't do something more interesting... but she was there to watch Andy, not to do anything herself. "All right, sounds... fun." She winked at him and turned towards the printer.

As she waited for the pages to print, she turned back to watch Andy work. A grin spread on her face as she saw him slide on his surgical mask. It wasn't quite like one of her novels, but if she imagined hard enough, maybe she could make it work.

[dr-andrew-tomlinson]

The Science of Sneaking | Andrew+Esther

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"How cute." Andy muttered softly after watching Esther bend over and rummage through her purse. Of course he’d look where he shouldn’t have, but was he really to be ashamed of it? Technically speaking, she was his, after all. So why’d he have to hide his reactions so much? Loosen up, Andrew… He told himself before clearing his throat and tugging on his collar. When Esther slid on her reading glasses, Andy couldn’t help but turn a light shade of red. “You know, Etsy… you’re just too darn adorable for your own good.” He warned the little witch. After a moment of staring at his girlfriend, the doctor looked down at the floor, shoving his hands into his pockets and sitting at his desk, glancing at the pictures of his mother.

"You said you see the resemblance? All I see are large glasses and big lips. My mother’s a real beauty, don’t you think? Use to be blonde… now it’s all platinum streaks of silver and white." Leaning his elbows on the desk and picking up the picture frame, Andy held it up to his face. "I look more like an anorexic version of my father, I’d say… I mean, everyone says." Andy shook it off though he clearly looked slightly less excited and more melancholic as he set the frame down and adjusted his bottlecap-looking glasses. "Um… well… let’s go check on the results I left here when I went to go get you, then we can begin to compare test results to the growth patterns in the contained vault. Make sense? I mean, you can’t go in there with me, but you can look in through the observation window. It’s very likely that either you could get contaminated, or the tests themselves could be destroyed. Also your whole… poisonous thing? That brings up a bit of concern. I-I uh… actually wanted to look into that. Perhaps I can find the source. I don’t really find myself affected by it at all, besides occasional nausea, but it doesn’t bother me as much as you fear it does. Honest. You did tell me you wanted me to tell you if I was feeling sickly in any way." 

Andy nodded at his favorite girl in the world and stood quickly, leaning down to take her petite hands in his large palms gently. “We’ll take a look into it. Don’t get all extra cautious and weird on me, either. A little headache and nausea never bothered this guy.” He nudged her once. “I’m indestructible.” He joked followed by pressing a light kiss on her lips and entwining their fingers. “Alright, Assistant Allemand. To the containment chamber!” He ran off, hand in hand with her. He nearly dragged her along as he jogged through the lab, chuckling softly. 

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Whatever light had been ignited in Esther's eyes quickly dimmed as Andy mentioned feeling occasionally nauseous, and his words did little to comfort her. Even as he tried his best, she stared hard at him, a frown on her face. "Yeah, but... Andy-" his kiss was quick, but it warmed her lips and cheeks, making her settle if only a little. He was being honest with her now, yes, but she wasn't sure how much longer this would go on before it got worse. Her emotions tied strongly into how potent the toxin she secreted and created would be. What if they got in a fight? What if he got sick, like her mother had?  It was hard to not be concerned, though it did feel like for the first time in a very long time, she was beginning to control it. Even if it was just a small grasp, Lisbeth and hopefully Marie Laveau would help her understand her potential, help her control instead of rid herself of her abilities. She knew science couldn't much explain what was going on within her. It wasn't a disease or a virus, it was an innate ability passed through her father's bloodline. All she could hope was that one day it would before completely manageable. Maybe Andy would be able to help her in that regard.

"-Hey!" Before she could say any more, Andy had grasped her hand and was pulling her along down the hall. Esther sighed. It had been going well so far, she needed a little faith in herself and in him.

"Doctor!" She called after him, it was hard to keep up, especially since his legs were so much damn longer than hers. "Slow down! Unless you're going to give me a piggy-back ride, and I don't think that suits lab protocol!"

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Too Little Too Late // Madison & OPEN

Madison’s hazel eyes scanned the note in her hand once again. She didn’t know how many times she had looked at the single piece of paper as if she suddenly expected the words on it to change and relay a different message, one that she would much rather be reading. Just as the words didn’t change neither did her thoughts on just how fucked up and ridiculous the whole scenario really was. 'Madison… I’m going to be in New Orleans. I’d really like to see you. I don’t like the way we left things off. Love Mom’ She sneered at the words rolling her eyes heavenward. The woman didn’t want a daughter she probably just wanted a free ride while she was killing time in the Big Easy, a drug connection, someone to show her around. Well Madison wasn’t stupid and she wasn’t going to be any of those things to someone that had snorted half her cocaine and letting her take the rap for it, trashing her acting career in the process. No way, Madison Montgomery’s mother was dead to her. She had never been a parent when she needed her most and she wasn’t falling for her half assed attempt at reconciling things now. "So the old bitch has decided she wants to play the role of my mommy again…" The blonde muttered to herself, laughing coldly, as the letter slipped from her hands to her lap. She planned on filing it right where it belonged, right in the garbage, when she had the energy to get up. "Well fuck that. Ever heard of too little to late, bitch?" In all honesty the letter had left her feeling as though the air had been knocked out of her and she was visibly shaken by all of it but it wasn’t something Madison was going to admit to. If there was one thing that anyone knew about Madison Montgomery it was that the movie star witch rarely gave second chances, once you made her shitlist you tended to stay there unless she decided she had a use for you and removed you from it herself. Most of the time it didn’t. The teenager was smart enough to know that if someone fucked it up once it was just a matter of time till they did it again, she felt that wasting her time and energy on an undeserving fuck-up was just a futile misuse of good energy. Even if that fuck up happened to be her own mother. The sound of footsteps in the corridor outside the living room caught her off guard and interrupted her thoughts. “What do you want?” She called out when they stopped right outside the doorway. Madison didn’t even bother to look up before she shot out the nasty words. She was too busy staring at the paper in her lap once again.

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"Well, I was thinking a bit of peace and quiet… guess we’re both disappointed." Esther was rarely so snappy, in fact, she was more meek than anything. The girl had, however, been sleeping poorly the last few weeks. She felt ill, and it shook her to the bone. Nausea, headaches, chills. She wondered how long it would last before it all went away, especially since her usually bouts of illness didn’t last longer than a few days.

The witch had shuffled into the living room with a scowl on her face, which was notably bare of any makeup - hair brushed and held back with an elastic. There was a blanket draped over her shoulders, though in the heat of New Orleans in the summer it seemed extremely impractical. Esther glared at Madison again for good measure; not because she particularly hated the girl (in fact she was a fan of the few things she had seen her in while she was still a movie star) but because she didn’t have the energy to apologize.

Esther made her way to the couch near Madison and slumped down with a heavy groan. Her fingers made their way to her temple, pressing against her skin as she tried to focus her energy into discovering what was wrong with her. She would ignore the movie star, maybe scare her off with the idea of being infected with whatever illness she had. That seemed like the best tactic.

[dr-andrew-tomlinson]

The Science of Sneaking | Andrew+Esther

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"I’ve got another in my office." He mentioned at her inquiry about lab coats. He smiled to himself as he drove back to the hospital, occasionally glancing at Esther. "How’s my little witch? Other than being glad that her work day is finally over." Andy was eager to get back to work, since he really shouldn’t have left in the first place; but it was his choice in leaving. Besides, what could go wrong within the span of ten minutes? 

Pulling into the parking deck after scanning his ID at the toll that divided visitor and patient, parking from staff parking, he drove up a few floors before parking in his spot, that even had a sign with A. TOMLINSONengraved on it, much like the other plated spots with other names of researchers on that floor. Andy got out, ruffling his hair and taking Esther’s hand after opening the door for her and helping her out. 

"Okay, so where we’re going is extremely cool, I promise. I love working here. Almost as much as I love being in my garden, and that really says something." He offered her a crooked and goofy grin, the same one that never failed to make her smile in return. Again, he scanned his ID after entering the building and leading her to a large door with a key pad and scanner on it. He entered a short code after attaching his ID card back on his lanyard. Taking her in and making sure the door closed behind them he let go of her hand. The room was all tile, and there were more doors that led to different places within the facility. "So, my office is over here. Come on." Andy took her there to show her, but it was fairly empty besides a few pictures of his mother on his desk as well as a couple of potted plants on a shelf, some books, and two chairs in front of his desk. 

"So this is it… I mean, kind of." He laughed a bit nervously. "Oh, um, here." He closed the door to get his extra lab coat off of the hook, sliding it onto Esther. Of course it nearly hit the floor on her, and the sleeves were a bit long, but it was cute to see her wear his coat, "Dr. Andrew Tomlinson" embroidered on the right side of the coat, just above the pocket made for pens. “Adorable. You can be my assistant, tonight.”

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Esther had never been to a large medical facility, other than the hospital - which she really hated. But this seemed so much more professional, like something from the movies. She was nervous when they first approached the lab, but she felt encouragement swell in her chest as Andrew took her hand. It would be fun, especially if Andy was so excited about it.

"Key pad, scanner... they going to do an eye scan next?" She laughed quietly, not expecting an answer as they pushed through the newly unlocked doors. After what felt like an eternity of doors and halls, they finally reached his office - a stark white room with a few necessities, Esther made her way over to his desk and sat down. "Is this your mom?" She said with bright eyes, and took the picture. Esther laughed lightly, "I can see the family resemblance." He didn't answer right away, so she glanced up to see what he was up to. The instant he pulled out his lab coat she excitedly sprung up and let him put it on her. It went far past her knees, almost her to calves and the sleeves reached past her knuckles. She laughed and flailed the long sleeves at him before rolling them up to the elbow and laughed. "I feel so professional! Let's go cure Ebola." She paused for a moment and gasped, before finding her purse and digging around. After a moment, she pulled out a case and out came her reading glasses. She put them on. "Now we look like a team. Okay doctor, what's the situation?"The entire time she spoke there was a hint of teasing, but it was obvious she was excited to be in a different environment, even if it made her nervous.

[dr-andrew-tomlinson]

The Science of Sneaking | Andrew+Esther

Andy had waited for the last of his coworkers to leave; he was so eager to hop out of his chair and dash for Esther. It gave him a bit of a rush, knowing that they would be breaking some rules, but he felt the need to, since he hadn’t seen her in a few days. A promise is a promise, and he did remember promising her that they would get together. 

Around 4:45, Andy sent a text to Esther, letting her know that he was on his way. He kept his lab coat on, rather than removing it before leaving like he usually did, but he knew he’d be back. After all, he did have boughs of work to finish. Esther would definitely be a distraction— a good one. The lanky man made his way to the parking deck, checking to see if anyone saw him attempting to leave; but anyone else left on that parking level was either in a different area of the facility or a janitor. 

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Adjusting his glasses, as he pulled up to the tattoo parlor, he tapped the horn lightly and rolled down the window, calling out. “Hey, Etsy!” His voice cracked from speaking in an unusual pitch, When she got in he shook his head and laughed nervously. “Boy am I glad to see you.” He pulled off quickly, speeding back towards the hospital. 

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Esther had been waiting at the door since she had gotten his last text message, and once he tapped on his horn bid goodnight to her coworkers before grabbing her purse and jumping into the man's car. The witch leaned over to kiss the doctor on the cheek before settling in her seat and pulling her seatbelt over her. "Hey," she smiled, sounding particularly happy to see him. She was excited to see where he worked, even though she wasn't exactly allowed at his facility. It would be fun, or at least she would try to make it fun. "Me too. Work was so boring today... I'm glad I'm finally off, we can hang out, and maybe I can wear a lab coat...?" The last part was more of a question, and she stole a hopeful glance over at the man, biting her lip in anticipation.

[estherallemand]

Text to Little Witch

Andrew: I'd get in trouble, but there's no one here... I'm supposed to shut down everything tonight and close up. Besides, the only person that could catch us would be the janitor, and he's an old guy that always has headphones in. He never cares about anything. :-)

Andrew: I'll come and get you, sure. I'll just like... sneak out quickly to scoop you up at five. Everyone will be gone by four at the latest. Cool beans?

Esther: Ohhh I feel dangerous. Can we go hot-wire a car after? jkjk. All right I'll be waiting outside, don't think Nate will mind if I leave a little early. c:

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Text to Little Witch

Andrew: I'm sorry! I know I said we'd hang out and everything, but I've got to finish analyzing this data.

Andrew: I swear, some of the equipment we have is from like, the 80s. Terribly slow... I guess the department doesn't have the resources for all the new technology. Then again, technology updates every 24 months at the very least. Pretty fast!

Andrew: Well, what if you just came to the facility? :-) I can let you in...?

Andrew: I mean, you can't really touch anything but then again, anything meant to be contained is sealed so I guess you can't really tamper with anything that important. It's safe, I promise!

Esther: Really? I'm not gonna get in trouble, am I?

Esther: Ah, who cares. Can you pick me up?

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Text to Little Witch

Andrew: Hey, Etsy. :-) What's going on?

Andrew: I'm dying here in the lab...

Andrew: It's gonna be a late night. :-(

Esther: Getting off work in an hour, no joke someone wanted a baked potato tattooed on their arm. it was a great day

Esther: Wait, does that mean no hanging out tonight?

Esther: Y u do this to me

Esther: D: Andddyyyy

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Three Times the Charm | Andrew+Esther

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Andy stared at his witch with furrowed eyebrows as she pretended to think about her answer. When she finally responded, he sighed and grinned crookedly, pushing his glasses up on the bridge of his nose. “Wonderful.” He nodded once before he felt her hand over his. 

As Esther spoke, he glanced from their joined hands up to her eyes. Her reassuring words and calm tone did calm the doctor, her voice always soothing to him, but as she continued on, he paused, tilting his head to the side. Andy gently caressed the back of her hand with his thumb, replying meekly. 

"So… Are you saying we should be a thing? Like a couple? I-I mean, if that’s what you’re getting at." He rubbed the back of his neck with his free hand nervously, looking away from her but keeping their hands entwined. "It has been about a couple months since our first date… I wish we could hang out more, but work is pretty constant for me." He explained. "I-If we… you know… were together, and even though we’re not now… technically… You know you’re always welcome over here. Even if I’m not home. Same thing goes for Adrien, y’know." He paused again and looked down with a deep sigh. 

"The truth is, E-Esther… you’re the closest I’ve ever been to anyone besides my mother… emotionally speaking. Not many people give me the time of day, but you? You get me; and I want you around more." Andy admitted. It wasn’t anything she didn’t already know, but he felt the need to remind her of how important she was to him.

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Esther's eyes widened, though she really shouldn't have been surprised by his suggestion, it still seemed like it came from out of nowhere. A couple? She'd given up on anything like that a long ago, and yet here she was. Maybe it was luck. Maybe Andy was lucky for her, but when he was around, it made it so much easier to keep in control of her powers. Of everything.

"I thought you'd never ask." She pulled her hand away from his, only to rub her eyes again and hope she didn't have any makeup on her face that hadn't been washed off in the shower last night. With a yawn, Esther got up from her chair, it only seemed right to move closer, and when she walked over to him, bent down and wrapped her arms around the doctor's shoulders. In general, Esther was considered a crybaby. If she was sad? She'd cry. Angry? Cry. Happy? Bawl. But at this point in time, maybe because of how tired she was, or because she was beginning to grow up, Esther only smiled and she buried her face into his neck. "Seriously. I just... Thank you for giving me a safe place." She had been so alone for so long, even in her family of witches she was an outcast. She wanted to say more, you make me feel like a person, not a burden. But she decided what she said was enough. Andy got it, just like she understood him.

Esther pulled away to brush her lips against his ear, then his cheek. "...Does this mean I can call you my boyfriend?"

[dr-andrew-tomlinson]

Three Times the Charm | Andrew+Esther

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"Well, because… I don’t know, I think we should— you know, hang out." He shrugged awkwardly while adjusting his specs, though they were already in place. It was out of nervousness. Perhaps more tea would calm him. Picking up his mug, he took a sip, glancing over the rim of the cup at her as he did so— though his glasses promptly fogged up. 

"Darn it…" Maybe she’d find it funny, much like she did on their first date, many weeks back. Or even the times she’d gone to kiss him and the closeness simply caused condensation. Andy however simply found it annoying. "Wish I could just get contacts…" He murmured as he slid the glasses off and pursed his lips, wiping them off with his shirt. It was too bad he was allergic to contacts. He’d tried that long ago— and it was not a good experience.

Andy slid his glasses back on and folded his hands over the wooden table, leaning forward. “So, um… Whadya’ say? I think we could, like, have late lunch out there in the garden. Honestly, I think we should do this more often.” A brief pause, followed by a slur of nervous laughter and quickly spoken words.

“Imean—notlikeTHIS… Ha… hahaha… I meant, this. I mean of course I’d do it again but, like, I uh… I just want to spend time with you! I’m not like, a fiend or anything!” His face was as red as a stoplight, and his voice cracked four times throughout that entire sputter. He’d counted in his head, and each time it cracked, his face got more red. What an embarrassment… He should have just dropped it. Surely she would have known what he meant, but Andy was too awkward of a guy to not pass up an opportunity to make himself look like an idiot around people he liked.

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There he was. That timid, nervous ball of shyness that Esther knew so well. The witch chewed on her bacon, looking indecisive, like it was a hard decision to make. After swallowing, she glanced over at him and shrugged. "Well... I mean, I guess." The faux-indifference didn't last long as she melted into a fit of giggles, only increasing as she saw his glasses fog up. She loved it when that happened, though admittedly she felt bad for laughing the times it did. "But I love your glasses!" She added, sounding almost sore he would even suggest it. His eyes were so lovely, but the glasses were a part of him that she'd been so used to now, it would feel like something were missing if he were without them.

"Anyways... of course, I'd love to. That sounds awesome! Oh, gosh. A garden lunch..." She looked out the window wistfully with a wide grin on her face. It reminded her of an affair that some character in a Jane Austen novel would do. Supper in the Grand Hall, Lunch in the Garden. Okay, maybe it wasn't that fancy, but that didn't stop Esther from smiling.

She hardly paid attention to his nervous sputtering about how he'd worded his last sentence. Though the night before was something she was trying to think less of-- not out of shame, but embarrassment--seeing him looking nervous over even hinting towards it made her feel better. If only a little bit. Esther reached out and rested her hand atop his, eyebrows furrowing as she smiled softly. "Hey- cool your jets cap', I think we should do... this." She shrugged, not sure how to express what she meant, but hoping she got the message across, "-more often, too." With a bit of effort she weaved her fingers together with his, though it was a reach, she squeezed his hands. " 'This' entailing everything. I mean, you know what I--You know?" Now it was her turn to feel embarrassed, but Esther's expression managed to remain even and hopefully calming for the man.

[dr-andrew-tomlinson]

Three Times the Charm | Andrew+Esther

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Andy heard Esther coming down the steps, thanks to the old stairs in his blue victorian home. He turned to face her, currently preoccupied with cooking the eggs in the skillet he was holding over the hot stove, bacon sizzling away within the oven. When she spoke, he grinned crookedly and nudged his glasses into place on the bridge of his nose with the back of his hand, since he was holding a spatula with it. “Morning— I mean, afternoon… heh.” he finally replied. 

"There’s coffee over there, but I didn’t know if you’d want coffee, or tea… so I made both for you." He couldn’t look at her without his face burning red. "So uh, did you sleep well?" Andy attempted to make small talk— basic conversation, so not to make anything awkward for himself, but also to still engage her, not wanting to make her feel that he was going to act weird about their night together. In reality, he was pretty proud of himself, but a part of him felt guilty, and another small part of him was still afraid. Afraid that she could change her mind about him at any moment.

Once he’d finished, he put a plate together for his adorable witch and placed it on the table beside the two mugs he’d prepared for her. “There you go.” He smiled quirkily at Esther, before making himself a plate and making his daily protein shake. Being tall had its pros, but a major issue was weight distribution, therefore forcing Andy to have to constantly intake ridiculous amounts of nutrients throughout the day. 

He sat beside her and settled, watching her a moment before looking down at the table and mumbling. “Hey, uh… are you, like, maybe doing anything this Wednesday?” 

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Esther excitedly watched Andy throw together breakfast as she took a seat at the table there. Still half awake, she smiled dreamily as she took in the smells of a delicious breakfast; it was exactly what her stomach needed, and some coffee to dull the nerves wouldn't be too bad, either. She shouldn't have been nervous, but it felt as though things were even more nerve-wracking than before.

As he set down a plate in front of her and two mugs, Esther was quick to take her mug of coffee and drink a small bit of it. "Thanks," she said, followed by a gasp of just how perfect it all looked. "Oh, god. It's been forever since I had bacon..." It was the first thing she began to eat, and for the first time in her life she ate her meal slowly, as to savour it.

There was only a short silence of the utensils hitting the plates, the click of mugs resting on the table after being picked up, but it was broken when Andy asked her a question, which she blinked in response to. "Wednesday?" She needed to process the information, it was still too early for her, at least because of how late they had been up. "Uh- No, I think I'm free after four." A small smile appeared on her face, "Why?"

[dr-andrew-tomlinson]

Three Times the Charm | Andrew+Esther

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When Esther had left the room, he dozed off a few times, but Andrew was an incredibly light sleeper. “Huh…” He answered her when she sat on the edge of the bed, his eyes barely open. “Yeah… I’m awake.” He was half telling the truth.  Andy turned over on his side and attempted to open his eyes, but he felt there was no point in doing so since he wouldn’t be able to see anyway. “Tired?” He mumbled to her, pulling up the sheets so that they covered him up to his chin. A yawn tumbled from his mouth promptly after his curt inquiry. 

"You can put on my clothes if you want…" His words were strung together in such a way that he was just barely understandable at this point. Andy was now tired, buzzed, and a little too calm from his medication— not a good mixture of things— but he didn’t know if his body would let him stay asleep once they went to bed. "Come on, let’s just lay here and… relax a little. It’s so late, the sun will probably come up in an hour or two…" That really bothered him. Of course it was nice that he’d spent all that time with her, but Andy had a strict sleeping pattern which would most likely now be thrown completely off balance. Once Esther complied and got into bed, he scooted closer to her. Her hair was wet from her shower, and she smelled like him. It made him smile, but soon his smile faded once he’d fallen asleep. 

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Andy awoke tangled up in his sheets— nude. It was alarming, considering he usually wore matching pajamas and usually awoke peacefully tucked away in the sheets and comforter. What was even more alarming was when he reached for his glasses on the nightstand, having to reach over Esther to do so, and realizing that she was there. The night seemed like a dream, but now it was seeming all too real. Andy carefully got out of the bed, so not to wake Esther. Partially out of fear for her seeing him undressed, and partially out of courtesy to let her sleep.  He quickly picked his clothes up off of the floor and tugged them on as he fumbled into the hallway, knocking over a few books off of their shelves as he did so. 

The slightly hungover man went down the steps and decided that maybe it was best for him to carry out his normal routine— for two. So he headed into the kitchen to start cooking, but it felt weird to have to make more than usual and know that Esther was upstairs in his bed. In a way it made him smile. 

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Esther glanced over at him, though the light of morning was beginning to show through the window, it was almost impossible to see anything but a light outline of the man beside her. Esther hummed in response, then bent down to feel around for the shirt she had on earlier. She put her arms through the sleeves and wrapped it around her, falling back into bed and pulling the sheets up.

When she awoke, she had no clue what time it was. All she knew was that the sun was glaring straight at her through the shades, and with a moan of resistance, covered her face with the sheets. She spent a few more minutes hidden under the shield of the thin fabric, caught between consciousness and sleep, before finally remembering all that had happened the night before, and opening her eyes fully. She poked her head out of the sheets and saw she was alone. Slowly, Esther sat up, and quickly began to button up all of the buttons of Andy's shirt before sliding out of his bed. Her feet were cold on the hardwood, but she silently made her way out of the room, down the hall and then stairs. She could hear him bustling around in the kitchen, and a light blush once more warmed her cheeks. "Morning." She said groggily, and began to rub one of her eyes, other hand covering her mouth as she yawned. Despite all the drinking, she only felt tired and not ill. A few cups of coffee and she would be good as new, though a tylenol might have helped, too.

A shy smile crept on her face as she crossed her arms over her chest and wandered into the kitchen, leaning against the doorframe as she watched Andy busied himself making breakfast. "--I guess I should say afternoon."

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Esther was already settling down once Andy had pulled out, and blushed a deep shade of red as he came onto her stomach. She wanted to smile and revel in the warm and cozy feeling that must have been a thing that just happened after sex, but she suddenly felt very naked. The sheets he pulled over them were quickly grabbed by her, and she pulled it up over her breasts.

She laughed at his words, though it wasn't really the first thing she was expecting to hear, she understood. "Yeah.. I-" Esther's voice shook. It must have been a little bit of the after-effects. If post-orgasm nerves was a thing. Her mind kept wandering, clouded by the surprisingly rough session that had just occurred, but also the fact she wasn't a virgin anymore. They also didn't use a condom. She could already hear the lecture her mother would have had for her for that one.

The witch looked to the side, glancing at Andy for a moment before turning away and sitting up. "I need to clean up." She murmured, a bit embarrassed by her own mess and his. She glanced around, took the throw off of the foot of the bed and wrapped it around her shoulders. "I'll be right back."

She didn't expect him to be awake when she got back, and that was okay. Esther wandered down the hall until she reached the bathroom, and once inside let the blanket drop.

-

Her shower was only five minutes, but it took Esther another twenty before she left the bathroom, fully cleaned and smelling like Andy's body wash, and entered his bedroom again. She was completely wrapped in the throw now, and her hair was flatter, still damp from the shower. The witch sat at the edge of the bed. "...you still up?"

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"Oh, god." She managed to gasp, the pain had almost completely subsided, anything left was a mixture of both it and pleasure every time he brought his hips to hers.  Her cheeks flushed as her breath hitched. "Andy..." Another moan, tumbling forth from her lips as she arched her back against him in hopes of feeling him deeper within her. Esther's fingers dragged down his back as she weakly began to kiss his neck. "Harder.. please--"