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@haydenbodaway
text: bodaway family chat
@paxtonpatterson @patrickpattersxn @henrikhera @ellasweetfontaine
hayden: family dinner, next weekend. persephone wants us altogether. so be there, no excuses. hayden: partners may attend - or "friends" to those of you still in denial
she grinned and pressed more kisses to his cheeks, laughing as she did so. "and here was me thinking you were going to join me on the social committee this year" hell would freeze over before her husband would willingly find himself in an social interaction "yes, he is, but he's also your son. he seeks your approval, you know that. why can't you teach him to ride a bike?" poor patrick being left to figure out cycling for himself. persephone picked up and clapped her hands "perfect! we'll all do sunday dinner, next weekend then"
he would give his wife a laugh, behind closed doors only, he had a reputation to up keep. "darling, i couldn't imagine anything worse, but you do you" he would rather walk over a thousand nails than join the social committee. persephone was the social butterfly of the bodaway family. "he can seek it all he wants but to earn it he needs to stop being distracted. perse, that boy is clumsy as fuck on two feet. it would be a crime to put him on two wheels. it's a genuine public safety concern to put that boy on a bike" christ, he didn't need a visit from rhpd finest about patrick causing anarchy on a bike "next weekend it is. i'll let the ella and the boys know and they can say to their friends" he said, finishing the sentence with quoting fingers. those idiots weren't fooling anyone.
lorelai turned as many others did when hayden bodaway had entered the premises. they had worked together for several years now, and she had always admired the fear - respect - he inspired. she offered a smile, holding her own glass up in greeting. "hayden. long night?"
lorelai hart had proven to be a good choice has the family lawyer of legitimate enterprises. she was formidable and ruthless in her own right, and hayden gave credit where credit was due. "lorelai" he nodded, lifting his glass in basic custom "long century. what brings you in here? celebrations or sorrows?"
rita's shift at mount olympus had about thirty minutes left. she was just clearing away glasses when she noticed the man himself walk through the crowd. without missing a beat, she'd poured his usual and was setting it down in front of him in a flash. "how you doin', boss?"
outside of his family, rita had done well to get into his good books. she didn't start shit, she kept patrick in line and more importantly, she knew better than to keep him waiting for a drink. "fine. how's things in here? have you seen that son of mine?"
"c'mon mr bodaway, pleaaaaase!" he begged from his spot "please don't send me out into the cold"
"i don't give a fuck, get out of my bar or else security will be on you"
woody came in on a call of some rowdy patrons of the bar. it wasn't uncommon for the cops to be called when someone was drunk and making a scene, but when he entered to see everyone in the bar on their best behaviour, he know hayden bodaway was in the house. approaching the man, woody put his apprehension aside to talk to him "mr bodaway, you wouldn't know anything about the force getting a call about any problems. would you?"
never fear redwood hollow's police department are here, late to the party as always. approached by the chief, he gave a nod to woody "sheriff pride, if a call was made from our bar then there was a problem. however, it's since been handled on my arrival." people knew better than to behave like animals in his bar "the culprits were quickly sent on their way by my sons, paxton and patrick" the state in which they were sent on their way wasn't a need to know for woody
shit. he was caught. "mr bodaway, please! i promise i'll behave!" he called out from his hiding spot, eyes peeking over the bar "pleaaaaase, i'll be good"
not looking up from his paper, he rolled his eyes "pan, you've got until the count of ten to get out of this bar. i won't tell you again"
"ah, i'm sure they tried their best, sir." there was no denying that hayden bodaway was intimidating any day of the week, but even more so without persephone. "big day for the happy couple, though."
"and yet they continue to disappoint" he replied, looking bored as always when his wife wasn't around "a grand day for them both, they get to enjoy the rewards of their endless planning"
persephone smiled and planted a kiss on his cheek "thank you. i knew i could count on your support and i do think it would be beneficial to the town, both in giving supplies and boosting morale for people to need some assistance. i'd hate to see anyone struggle. i'll gather the information and email you the numbers and supporting documents." she smiled "maybe you could ask patrick to crunch the numbers? it would give you both some quality time. we haven't seen all the boys, ella and dandelion in a while, we should call a family dinner"
"yes, yes, i'm the world's best husband" he joked in his sarcastic tone "i'm not overly fond of people but even i'll admit that any assistance we can provide, we should." they were two people with strong platforms in town, it was great pr. it was almost painless until persephone had mentioned the idea of quality time with patrick. "he's a grown man, perse. i'll get him to run over the numbers but i'm not teaching him how to ride a bike." he had a reputation to upkeep "family dinner it is then. pick a date in the calendar and we'll all be there. it's not up for debate when it comes to you"
sliding up next to hayden bodaway at the bar, iridessa sent him a big smile "no cute twins tonight? where's damien and annabelle? why am i, your local cat in the hat, not allowed to play with the twins? it's free babysitting!"
"this is a bar, ms sol. the twins may be brought in during the day from time to time when persephone brings them to visit, they are not a frequent occurrence in here. you calling yourself the local cat in the hat is exactly why you're not allowed to play with the twins"
patrick sensed hayden like a sixth sense at this point. it was like known the devil was in your house, except this devil took you in as a kid and taught you how to launder money. he nodded back to his father figure and turned to get the specific bottle of whisky that was reserved only for him, pouring him his usual on the rocks and handing it over. "you good?"
persephone had been on his case about bonding time with patrick. he wasn't sure why since patrick was a grown man, but he wasn't going to question his wife. he knew the saying; happy wife, happy life. "i'm good. same shit, different day. persephone is wanting to organise a family dinner, make sure you're available, yeah?"
seeing the main man himself walk into the bar, peter stared in awe before remembering that his ass was barred after the last rowdy night he had in mount olympus. making an attempt to look incognito, he dipped his head trying to avoid being seen by him.
"peter pan, you better get your ass out of my bar" he hollered out for the whole bar to hear, including the boy that was poorly attempting to hide out of his eyesight "you know you're barred and you won't be served here"
hayden walked through the bustling bar of mount olympus, crowds chatting and laughing to fill the noise of the establishment. he headed towards the crowd and nodded to the bartender on the clock to pour him his usual.
@happieststarters
What can you tell us about your wife?
"persephone kore-bodaway, wife and mother of our children, step mother to paxton and patrick. town councilwoman and runs the parks and rec department like it's the navy. a smile that would shake the earth, hates peas"
love of his life, light of his dark, he would bring this world to its knees and burn it all down if it was what she wanted. she can have whatever she wants.
[ 🕯️ ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat memory do they replay when they’re alone ?
[ 🕯️ ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat memory do they replay when they’re alone ? none. hayden isn't one for dwelling on memories.
sometimes he looks at persephone and his kids and he'll take a moment to reminisce and wonder how the hell he ended up with a life like this and compare it to the other side of his life that he keeps away from his family. all he knows is he'd watch the world burn down just to see persephone (and the kids) in the lighting of the embers.
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she smiled at his response, she knew that meant that she was going to get what she wanted. "some buildings were damaged and people need supplies to get them by while repairs are happening. we could make a donation to the town to help speed up repairs and keep people comfortable. maybe some work towards the park and streets to clean them up?" it was the least she could offer to the town that had always been so kind and gracious to her. "what do you think?"
he rolled his eyes, a small smile on his features that only his wife could bring. he knew what she was up to. "darling, whatever you want, you can have. if you think donating funds and supplies to the town is a worthy cause then i support you. get me the numbers and i'll make the calls for you"
