feels like i only go backwards

I've got my hopes up again, oh no, not again. Katy. 21. Gryffindor. A multi-muse roleplay blog used for the town of Waverly, Ireland.

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harrietofwaverly​:

It had been two years, almost, and still Zach felt so obscenely lucky. He handed the customer he’d been serving their change and turned to Aspen, snaking a hand around her waist. “Hey you.”

“Been keeping busy?” Aspen asked, leaning into him and looking around the pub. Things had always seemed steady, thankfully. Today the smell of alcohol seemed to be an aversion, her stomach quickly turning.

[ktofwaverly]

When: 9 January 2020 Where: the bar Who: Aspen + @harrietofwaverly​

Aspen had excused herself out of bed earlier this morning, using wanting pictures of the sunrise as an excuse. The doctor’s office had taken longer than she’d realize, or maybe time just moved slower. She didn’t know yet. She had her camera strapped around her neck as she entered the pub now, all anxieties melting away at the sight of Zach, “There you are, handsome.”

[ktofwaverly]

harrietofwaverly‌:

“You have –”

“Oi, will you quit making a mess of my face? It’s in disarray as is.”

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harrietofwaverly‌:

”Of course.”

”Coming right up.”

Aspen’s hands rested at the collar of Zach’s shirt, sliding to the back of his neck and held him there, the instinct for pancakes not strong enough to let him out of her grasp just yet. Not just when she’d gotten him.

“You’ve no idea how happy I am you’re alright.”

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harrietofwaverly‌:

“As long as it doesn’t involve me having to leave.”

“Pancakes.”

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harrietofwaverly‌:

Zach let out a small chuckle, dropping the polishing rag onto the counter behind Aspen before pulling her closer.

“’Atta boy.”

It was awhile before she spoke up again, opening her eyes just slightly to meet his gaze, “Can I request something?”

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harrietofwaverly‌:

“I missed you.”

“I sorta figured as much.”

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harrietofwaverly‌:

“Do I?”

“Yes.” The hushed reply was sealed by a tender, lingering kiss.

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harrietofwaverly‌:

“You owe me something, y'know.”

[ktofwaverly]

harrietofwaverly‌:

“Yeah?”

“I think so, too.”

“C’mere already, you.”

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harrietofwaverly‌:

“Oh, this?” Zach’s hand went to his bright pink nose. “This is nothing compared.”

“Suits you, y'know, Australia. But I really think Ireland’s the look for you.”

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harrietofwaverly‌:

Zach moved over to start stacking away glasses, nudging Aspen lightly as he passed. “I’ve had enough vacation,”

Jack was already reaching for his bag. “Well, I’m going to take that as my queue.”

“Then enjoying working long and hard tonight. Good to see you, boss.” Eric exited the pub with a wink and a laugh.

Aspen discarded the towel nearby, moving to lean against the bar with arms across her chest, “You got some color, vacation Zach.”

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harrietofwaverly‌:

“Thanks a lot, Aspen,”

“Hey now,” Zach grabbed a near by cloth, easily slipping back into the routine of it all, “Play nice.”

“But really – you guys did a great job.”

“Don’t sound so surprised.”

“By all means, boss, take over,” Eric chuckled, strolling towards the computer in the office to finally clock out. “Am I good to go?”

“Get out of here, kid, you’ve got class tomorrow. And you, mister,” Aspen swiped the rag from Zach in a swift motion, gently smacking his backside with it, “give me that. You’re still on vacation.”

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harrietofwaverly‌:

“Heeeeeeeeey. You’re here early.”

“Fair point,” Zach dropped his bag on the nearest counter, making a beeline behind the bar. “Don’t tell me you guys have been slacking off this much?” he jested.

“This is nothing. We weren’t even going to open tomorrow.” But if the dark circles under her eyes were of any indication, Zach’s crew had kicked it into high gear to keep things running smoothly.

“Shhh, we coulda still got away with it.”

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harrietofwaverly‌:

“You’re here late.”

A symphony erupted in Aspen’s head at the sound of that voice, eyes leaving the washrag on the bar top to look up, mouth slightly agape.

“Dude, no way.” Eric’s grin was ear to ear as he turned to his colleague. With a chuckle, he closed Aspen’s mouth with a finger at her chin, “You’ll catch the flies like that.”

“How do you know that isn’t what I wanted, huh?”

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“Surely it’s not impossible to find someone to whip up a proper fry-up in town?”

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“Whatcha doin’ out here so early, huh?”