Paper Heart

Gabrielle Caine 24 Years Old CIS Female She & Her Pastery Chef "If he said I was pretty, I'd think that I was...if I lived in a house with no mirrors." -Sasha Sloan, 'House With No Mirrors'

[gabby-caine]

brodywilliam-s​:

He nodded his head, making a mental note to send links to his recommendations to Gabby later on whenever they weren’t sitting down to eat. Hopefully she would enjoy them as much as he did. “I don’t understand nor have tasted half of what you said, but I did hear rum and chocolate so it’s gotta be good, right? Sounds like the most delicious thing I’ll ever get to try, if I’m being honest. Don’t feel pressured to make me some, but if you find yourself bored with nothing to do…I won’t complain.” Chuckling, he reached for his water and took a sip. The booth they were sitting in was tucked away in the corner, away from most of the diners. It was nice and quiet, and a good place to have a conversation. 

The thought of going to her place and having her cook him a meal made him feel nervous, but it was a good kind of nervous. He couldn’t help but feel a little excited as well, due to the fact that it meant he would be spending more time with her. Any chance he got, he would be taking it. “Not a problem. If it wasn’t for you having to wake me up back there, you probably would have missed the rain. But uh, yeah. I’d like to have dinner again. Maybe I’ll bring dessert…well, maybe not. I feel like anything I’d bring wouldn’t be as good as what you could make. I’ll bring the drinks?”

A small, bemused smile bloomed at his words, her eyes fluttering over him and then down to her place setting. “It’s very good. I’m quite the chocolate lover, actually. Chocolate croissants are still my favorite though, when I indulge myself.” It wasn’t very often that she did, other than to taste components of her pastries. “I do enjoy using alcohol in baking and cooking. It can add a complexity and I enjoy playing with the flavors of it.” She almost told him that she was a lightweight and often rambled when she drank, giggled and became overly affectionate, but the girl managed to shut herself up before that came out. “Of course I’ll make you some. I think you’d like it a lot.”

Butterflies fluttered in her stomach as he agreed to have dinner. She felt so giddy at the idea. Then, the realization hit that she was going to have him over, for dinner, and the nerves were quick to follow. The food would be the easy part. It was everything else, like what to wear, making sure that her place looked just right, her hair, and makeup that would consume her. “I’d be more than happy with anything you made, but then I wouldn’t get to show off as much.” She bit her lip, but she was beaming. Her words were true, any effort he put in, she’d be enamored by, even if it was boxed brownie mix. But she thought it might be a nice time to make him the sweet they’d been speaking of. “Drinks would be lovely. But, mostly I’m just looking forward to you bringing yourself.”

[gabby-caine]

Iain: I love how well this is working for us

Iain: Perfect! I will bring a bouquet of each

Iain: It will be great

Gabby: Sweets and flowers, maybe we should work for hallmark :P

Gabby: Thank you! I appreciate it!

Gabby: See you soon?

[gabby-caine]

grahamhodson​:

“It’s definitely a lot of work. I’ve gone back and forth on it, but ultimately decided I’m a one dog household. I think Loki would get a little jealous, anyway. That dog loves attention and seems to want it at all times, especially when it’s coming from me.” He chuckled. “I don’t even remember the last time I read a novel for enjoyment. Medical journals? Read ‘em all the time. But books? Fiction books? Hell, I don’t even know if I own any. My shelves are cluttered with studies and their findings.” Of course, he had a book case at home but he couldn’t even recall if there were any books for enjoyment in his collection. “There’s nothing wrong with that. I mean, I’m one to just excuse myself from a conversation whenever I find the person to be talking too much, but that’s just me. I know others enjoy someone who’s able to keep up a conversation.” Loki’s stub of a tail wagged, happy to receive just what he had asked for. “Don’t let him fool you. He’s cute, but he’s capable of being a pain. He’s deceiving.” Although he did have a soft spot for animals, as during one point in his life he wanted to become a vet.

“I don’t know if Carlo would. You know, he was trained as a therapy dog before I adopted him? But because he was under a year old, they wouldn’t test him at the time. And then he ended up at the shelter because his owner passed and that’s when I met him. I thought about having him do the test, but I don’t know that I have time to bring him places for visits right now.” The girl could talk about her dog all day, or night in this case. “I love to read. I get to live hundreds of different lives that way.” She explained to him. “I can’t say I’ve read any medical journals, they make me a bit queasy depending on the topic.” Which was true, despite her mother being a medical professional, she didn’t have the stomach for any of it. His words about excusing himself made her a bit nervous, worried that she’d warrant such an action if she spoke too much now. “I just get nervous with too much silence.” She confessed. Silence was too loud for her to bear most times. Dogs, however, were a great distraction. “I don’t believe it for a moment.” She said, but directed it to the dog in question. “You could never be a pain, could you, Loki?”

[gabby-caine]

aiylakcplan​:​

Waking up from a heavy nightmare, Aiyla found it difficult to go back to sleep. She thought about calling Tommy but because she didn’t want to give him a reason to worry this late at night, she decided to go out for a quiet run instead. It wasn’t always effective in easing her anxiety but it did help make her sleep better sometimes. She hoped that would be the case tonight because she couldn’t manage to go through yet another sleepless one. Believing that tiring herself out will help in making herself free of nightmares for the rest of the night, she ran farther than usual and that was how she ended up bumping into Gabby on what she assumed to be the other woman’s neighborhood. “That’s fine. I was asking if you’re alright because if my memory serves me right, you don’t run this late unless you’re in an overthinking state.”

Gabrielle smiled at her friend, giving a little shrug. “I’m alright. I feel better now that I’ve run.” She answered softly, embarrassed that the other knew her so well. “What about you? You’re out late. Is everything okay?” She asked and Carlo looked over to the other girl. He was so attuned to the needs of humans, it truly amazed Gabrielle. She wondered if Aiyla was having a similar feeling to the one she’d been running out of her system. 

[brodywilliam-s]

💕

Send 💕   for good night/morning kiss.

Dinner had ended and the two were currently standing outside the restaurant, the dim glow of the streetlights and neon signs being their only light source. It was a rather chilly evening, making it hard to believe that it was spring and summer was just around the corner. Noticing her shivering, Brody hurried and took off his jacket, offering it to the woman. Before she could protest, he was draping it across her shoulders. “There. Don’t even think about giving it back to me, because I’m warm and I’m fine. I don’t need it.” He told her, knowing that’s exactly what Gabby would try to do. The two stood there in silence for a few moments, just enjoying each other’s presence. After a couple of minutes and a gust of wind, he had decided that was a signal to end the night. “I don’t want to keep you standing in the cold. I should probably head home, anyway. Work early in the morning.” Brody shrugged. Right before he turned to walk towards his car, however, he placed a quick kiss on her cheek. It was a rather haste action, as he knew that if he thought more about it or took his time he would chicken out. It wasn’t that big, right? It was only a kiss on the cheek. “Goodnight, Gabrielle.” 

[brodywilliam-s]

☎️ - Gabrielle

contact name: gabs 🍰🍭

last text sent: hey, are we still on for dinner tonight?

ringtone: honeypie - jawny

[gabby-caine]

💗 (hehe this one looked fun)

Send  💗 for a repetitive lip peck kiss.

Drinking was not Gabrielle’s forte. She’d never been much of a drinker and when she did, it didn’t take much to hit her hard. That afternoon, a coworker had invited her out for drinks, though, and the brunette politely accepted. She wasn’t drunk when she called David and asked if she could come over. The pastry chef was just tipsy. And tipsy Gabby was overly affectionate, craving human affection and contact more so than usual. David, her ex turned close friend, was an obvious choice to spend her buzz on. He was affectionate and she trusted him completely.

When she arrived at his door, one uber ride later, she knocked out a tune and giggled from behind the door until he answered. Gabby smiled adoringly at him, “Can I come in?” She asked him sweetly, to which he had laughed and ushered her in. After a tight hug, where she nuzzled into his shirt in a manner akin to a cat that’d been starved for affection, she moved to his couch and curled up in the corner of it while he went to get her some tea.

David’s place was comfortable. She always felt at home there, and with him, since they’d known each other for so long and shared so much during that time. It wasn’t a surprise that in her brave state, she turned his tv on and went to find the Aristocats to watch when he came back in. It was only a few minutes before he did, bringing her a cup of tea, that she cradled in her hands for a moment, nursing the warm liquid while he started the film. There was something about the way he looked at her when she finally set her cup down that drew her attention. Something so sweet and familiar that made her crawl over to him, pressing into his side to cuddle as the watched. 

Not even half way through the film, after an impromptu sing along from Gabby, did she turn to look at him again. She smiled at him. “What?” He’d asked, and the brunette wasn’t sure if he thought that maybe she was staring at something on his face, maybe stray frosting from his usual snack, or if he thought it was something else, but she was sure he wasn’t expecting her to press a chaste kiss against his lips. Gabrielle, herself, had no idea that it was coming. Pulling back, she looked to him to make sure he wasn’t put off by this, and when he didn’t look repulsed, she did it again. And again. Pressing soft kisses to his lips, breathlessly giggling in between. “I miss your lips.” She mumbled, before pressing one last peck to them and curling up beside him with a yawn. The girl would apologize a hundred times over for her actions later on, but for now, she just wanted to be close to him. “They taste like your frosting.”

@davidkennish

[grahamhodson-archive-deactivate]

Send a “☎️” for the following

your muse’s contact name in my muse’s phone

your muse’s contact photo in my muse’s phone

the last text sent to your muse from my muse

the ringtone my muse has for your muse

[gabby-caine]

Iain: I love little snacks and foods very much, one of my favorite things

Iain: Ok! I have those right now, I can bring some!

Iain: Favorite color?

Gabby: We're a good pair, then, because I like to make them.

Gabby: And because I love flowers

Gabby: Pink and Yellow

[gabby-caine]

Iain: I am good! How about you?

Iain: Oh my gosh, yes please. That sound amazing

Iain: I bring you some flowers in return? What you are wanting?

Gabby: I'm good :)

Gabby: I thought you might be excited for that.

Gabby: I love flowers

[gabby-caine]

davidkennish​:

David let out a squeaky laugh as he covered his mouth, nodding right back. “Yes, I’m an adult and if I want to be surrounded by plushies in my bed, then so be it! At least now we can buy them ourselves. I suppose that’s where the adult part in it comes in,” he teased. He couldn’t help but laugh again when Gabby offered the joke right back. He loved that they shared the same sense of humor, and he never received any judging eye rolls from her that others may have given him for that pun. He watched the monkeys play together for a few minutes, just intrigued by them in every way. He looked to the other then with an amused smile. “So, this shouldn’t be a surprise but I need to use the bathroom,” he chuckled as he called himself out. “Want me to bring any snacks or drinks on my way back? Not from the bathroom, but you know what I mean! And maybe we can feed the giraffes this time!”

Gabrielle laughed, nodding. “Exactly. Though, I did just go through and donate most of mine. Want my room to come off a little more grown up.” She admitted. She’d kept her most sentimental ones and gave the rest to goodwill. “I actually just got my Paris inspired vanity collage set up and it’s really nice. It’s cute, but in a kind of sophisticated manner.” Gabrielle often came off as young and naive, which she realized, but wanted her space to look like a mature young woman lived there, even if it meant giving up some of her more soft and whimsical possessions. The brunette chuckled and shook her head lightly. “I know what you mean. I’d take a lemonade, if you really don’t mind.” She told him before nodding at his request. “Yes, I’d love to feed them.”

[gabby-caine]

😍 (for brody)

“Could you open the wine for me?” Gabrielle asked as she opened the refrigerator to pull the mocha dacquoise from the fridge where it’d been setting. She’d wanted to make him some since he had never had it before. “The glasses are behind you.” She added, serving two slices of the dessert onto two little plates before returning the whole to the fridge. 

Once they had their dessert and wine together, the brunette led Brody into the living room, setting down the plates on the coffee table before taking a seat on the sofa. They chatted for a few moments, clinking wine glasses and sipping them as they did. But when Brody went to take a bite of his dessert, she stopped him. “No, you’ve got to get all of the layers.” Gabby told him, not hesitating to grab her own spoon, scooping up what she deemed to be the correct first bite and held it out to him. To her surprise, he ate it off the spoon without taking it from her hand and she giggled. “It’s good, right?” She asked flustered and waited for his agreement, to which she met with a smile. 

Moving to set her spoon down, Gabrielle smiled at him. She had a bit of courage, being in her space and feeling more and more comfortable with him with every moment they spent together, and cocked her head slightly while discretely dipping her finger into the buttercream on her plate. “You got a little buttercream on your face.” She told him. “Where?” He asked, moving to wipe it away from his face. “Right -” and when she went to point out the fictitious substance, she smeared what she’d taken from her own plate onto his cheeks, “There,” The girl broke out in a fit of giggles at the second of shock on his face.

That’s how it began. Within a moment, the two were playfully struggling as she tried to keep him from get a dollop of the rum spiked whipped cream onto her nose. She was laughing so hard that her whole body seemed to shake with her joy. “You’re going to waste it,” She told him through her giggles, but as he moved to get his wrist from her grasp, it was like time froze for a second. Her eyes fell to his lips and she dropped her grasp on his wrist to move closer to him and pressed her lips to his. She wasn’t sure what had gotten into her, but his lips felt nice against hers before the moment of realization of what she’d just done hit her, and she pulled away with bright red cheeks. 

@brodywilliam-s

[gabby-caine]

brodywilliam-s​:

“You know what? You got yourself a deal. I’ll read the book, you check out the podcasts. Do you have Spotify? I can send you some links to some really great ones on there. If not, I’m sure they’re available on other platforms.” Although it was embarrassing to fall asleep in a place centered around staying awake and focused, he was glad he did, because now he found himself spending time with Gabby. She was great and although he was unsure if he’d ever admit to her about his crush, he enjoyed getting to know her better. “The mocha what now?” He chuckled, her words foreign to him as he didn’t know much about baked goods or sweets. His cooking was bare minimum and his idea of preparing dessert consisted of a tub of ice cream and packet of brownies bought at the store. “Whatever works for you, works for me.” 

He leaned back in the booth, getting a little more comfortable than what he had been before. A chuckle escaped his lips as she informed him that he wasn’t the worst. “Well, I’m glad you think so. As for cooking for me, if you’re offering…I wouldn’t mind that at all. Don’t feel like you have to, though. I’d never expect you to do something like that for me. I’m sure you are very talented at cooking as well. I have no doubts about that.”

A wide smile broke out on her face. It was nice to share something with him and get a chance to learn a little about him in return. He was giving her back a little piece of himself through sharing the podcasts in exchange for the book and audiobook suggestion. “I do have Spotify.” And she did, but if she hadn’t she would have gotten it just to listen, anyway. “Just send them and I’ll check them out.” Then, she’d likely text him or find time to see him to share her thoughts. She couldn’t wait. “Mocha Dacquoise,” She repeated with a small laugh, “It’s a French dessert that looks kind of like a cake but it’s layered baked almond meringue, buttercream, and rum-spiked whipped cream topped with a dark chocolate sauce. It’s really good for after dinner if you have it with coffee. Strong coffee, because of how sweet it is. It’s super yummy.” She explained, “I can bring you some, if you’d like. Not tomorrow because it has to set for 12 or more hours, but another time.” She offered, always eager to please. “Alright, I’ll bring the book by then.”

“I do,” She smiled down at the table, her dainty hands moved inside the sleeves of his sweater, nervously. She was worried that she’d been a bit too forward with him, offering to cook him dinner. Gabrielle didn’t know what she’d been thinking, but his response eased the voice in her head asking her what she’d been thinking. “I want to.” The brunette assured him, unable to stop her smiling. “I wouldn’t offer if I didn’t. And it can be a thank you for bringing me here and keeping me out of the rain.” The girl had to bite her lip from saying anything more as her cheeks darkened again. 

[gabby-caine]

Gabrielle stood from the bench when she spotted Zahra approaching her at the park and waved. “Hey, Zahra,” She greeted the other happily. While her brother hadn’t maintained a relationship with his daughter for a while, Gabby had done her best to do so, not wanting to miss out on her niece’s life. “How’ve you been? I’m sorry I haven’t been able to see you in a couple of weeks. Work was strangely chaotic. There were events and then someone got sick. I ended up working extra hours and days off.”

@zahratitchen​

[gabby-caine]

the lovers, the magician, strength

the magician: have you ever written a poem or song about somebody else?

“I have dabbled in poetry a bit. I actually wrote a poem about my niece.”

the lovers: do you have a crush?

“I do. I mean...of course I do. I’m kind of a hopeless romantic and he’s just cute and sweet and just so many things, you know? I know he’d never be interested in me like, that, but I love to spend time with him, either way. I don’t mind just being his friend. I’d much rather have his friendship than nothing.”

strength: what is your dream occupation?

Answered Previously

[gabby-caine]

what would you do if an ex asked you out?

“It would depend on the ex, really. I mean, I don’t really know what I’d do with any of them. Except...well, it doesn’t matter. I don’t know. I wouldn’t want to be rude or hurt their feelings, or anything.”

[gabby-caine]

what would you do if you found a lost kitten?

“First, I’d probably take it to my brother to look it over and make sure it wasn’t hurt. Then, I’d look for it’s owner. If I found it’s owner, I’d probably be really sad to see it go and possibly cry a little, because cats are so cute and I’d definitely bond with it. If not, I’d love it and hug it and cuddle it and keep forever.” @sam-caine