please picture me in the weeds

sweet tea in the summer. cross my heart, won’t tell no other. and though i can't recall your face, i still got love for you. your braids like a pattern, love you to the moon and to saturn. passed down like folk songs. the love lasts so long.

[maisierae]

text ↣ lexi ❀

Alexandra: Doesn't crime happen everywhere?

Alexandra: I didn't mean literally, I'm just saying, that seems dangerous.

Maisie: Okay I'll just get a ride mom

[maisierae]

text ↣ lexi ❀

Alexandra: Thank you. You are too.

Alexandra: At night?! In the dark?! While you're drunk?! Did your mom not teach you any safety rules?

Maisie: It's Asteria. What's going to happen here?

Maisie: Trust me she's very protective but I'm a grown woman.

[maisierae]

text ↣ lexi ❀

Alexandra: Thank you thank you. Very complimentary.

Alexandra: Yeah but how are you gonna get here?

Maisie: You're just so pretty

Maisie: Walk with my pretty legs?

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text ↣ lexi ❀

Alexandra: My husband had nice calves. Nice thighs too.

Alexandra: Yeah and you can't come here either.

Maisie: You have nice legs too you know

Maisie: I could I'll be soooooo quiet

[maisierae]

text ↣ cass ♢

Cass: I haven't yet, although I do a pretty good impression of him rolling along the ground.

Cass: Mine isn't intentional though lol

Maisie: I have a great idea! Let's just spend a day pretending to be Link! We can chase chickens around! You'd look so cute in his green tunic.

Maisie: Tbh I always had a crush on Link

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jack--valentine​:

“I’d say you see at least one in enough days to make it so you seen an average of one at least every few days. There are a ton of us after all” Jack said before raising an eyebrow “I have a feeling several of my siblings would have arguments about who is the best Valentine, but I will gladly take your vote for me” He said with a chuckle, before shaking his head. “That is definitely not healthy, I doubt anyone would get super upset if you took a day off . Plus, it would give you the much needed break to relax.” He said before smiling softly “While I would love to be here with you and tending to the flowers, you are correct that I am way too busy. Between work, and family and attempting to still have a social life, it’s a lot” He said before laughing and mock modeling “Oh well thank you, my love life has been floundering a bit though, so not too sure that people agree with you” He joked, taking another sip of his coffee. “You should put brochures for this place in the hospital, I’m sure it would bring in business”

“Too many of you! It’s lucky I like almost all of you,” Maisie laughed, “or this town would be a bit of a nightmare. I’d be ducking into shops to avoid everyone.” She waved a hand dismissively. They could all argue but Jack was her favorite. “Dylan would have a fit if he heard anyone say he wasn’t the best of you,” she rolled her eyes slightly. She had considered that. And it’d be more time to spend with her mom. She just couldn’t really handle losing the income of a day of work in the long run. “We’ll see. Maybe just shorter hours,” she reasoned. She knew he’d reject the offer but she didn’t mind. It was sweet enough he made time to visit her. “You’re quite the social butterfly these days, aren’t you? Tell me all the gossip. My life is terribly boring, I need to live vicariously through a Valentine,” she said playfully. “Love is overrated anyway. It’s impossible to get a date around here.” It was a good idea. They’d certainly see a boom in business. “I’ll have to do that. Honestly, I just need someone to throw a party and hire me to do the decor. That would be a dream.”

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alexcndrarobinson​:

Alexandra let out a laugh. “So practically your whole life,” she teased. “Yeah, I never would’ve guessed,” she said, smiling a bit. She was hiding her own accent, which felt strange. “I look forward to meeting her,” she smiled. She shrugged a shoulder, waving a hand. “Marriage isn’t always the happy ending it’s made out to be,” she reassured her. “Thank you. We were together for a long time. I don’t really know how to be a person without him, but I’m managing,” she said with a smile. She laughed at the name. “I like it. Thank you. She’ll love them, too. Maybe I can bring her in here sometime.”

Shrugging lightly, Maisie let out the shortest of laughs. “Basically. I honestly don’t remember too much about London. Just how much I hated my school uniform,” she joked. She wouldn’t burden a stranger with her troubles. “She’s the sweetest lady. Sometimes when she’s up for it, we go for walks together. Maybe we’ll bump into you!” she suggested. It was a small town after all. “No, no it isn’t. And life isn’t a fairytale. No one ever leaves in those,” she shrugged. “You’ll find yourself again, I’m sure of it. It’s always hard to remember who you were when you spent so much time wrapped up in someone. It takes time, but you’ll get there,” she promised her. She grinned triumphantly. “I’d love it if you brought her in! Let me just tie them up for you at the register. No charge, since you’re a first time customer.”

[maisierae]

text ↣ kit kat ⍣

Kit: Am I the plucky best friend then?

Kit: Where are you?

Maisie: You're probably the main character actually

Maisie: Who gets a good guy in the end because you're so nice

Maisie: Home home home

[maisierae]

text ↣ kit kat ⍣

Kit: You are a classy lady

Kit: Are you drunk because you said Alas.

Maisie: No I'm like a character from a Hallmark movie

Maisie: I'm so drunk

[maisierae]

text ↣ ben ♛

Ben: are you drunk?

Maisie: Are YOU drunk?

Maisie: I told Lexi you had nice calves. Did you know they're really nice?

[maisierae]

text ↣ dylan ⊗

Dylan: I'm not daphne

Dylan: look up at the contact name sweetheart

Maisie: No

Maisie: This is not happening

Maisie: No no no

[maisierae]

text ↣ kit kat ⍣

Kit: Well I don't drink all that much, but I don't drink all that little either.

Kit: Hmm well there's Jordan Baker who is a gem and Daisy Buchanan but I can't remember the fanciest drink at the moment.

Maisie: I want to be a classy lady like a literature heroine

Maisie: Alas I am but a flower shop girl.

[maisierae]

spencerblackwood​:

Spencer titled his head towards her, “I shall have you know I am the master of Kraft Mac & Cheese.  Even put in slices of hot dogs sometimes when I am feeling fancy.”  And if he wasn’t cooking something cheap with very few directions, he tended to get take out or not eat dinner.  In the military he lived off the mess hall, MREs and take out. Now as a civilian it was about the same. “Well I am glad it is you taking care of me.”  Did I just honestly say that?  He thought to himself as he thought about just putting his head in the oven and saving them both from his embarrassing moments. “I—I um,” he didn’t finish his sentence as he went to put on a shirt.

Once he settled in next to her, he looked at the soup then back at her confused by what she just said.  “Apple and butternut squash?”  He crinkled his nose at the thought unsure if he should trust her on flavors of soup. What happened to the basic potato or tortilla?  And coconut milk in it.  Now he was highly suspicious, but it was probably better than it sounded.  Plus far better health wise than the six pack he planned to kill.  You are hot rang in his ear and he felt the heat rise to the surface of his cheeks and he quickly turned from her.  “Uh, spoons.  We need those right.”  Pushing himself up, he gathered everything they might need while his mind was spinning. It was moments like those that he could have sworn she might like him, but then reality would set in and he knew to his core that a woman like that could never go for him.  But hey, at least she was willing to be his friend and that had to count for something.  Even though she made it hard not to kiss every moment they were together.

As he returned they began enjoying the autumn soup and he was rather stunned how much he enjoyed it.  “Okay, confession.   When you first described this soup I had my doubts.  Really I thought you might be bonkers, but this actually comes together quite nicely.”  He said trying to compliment her, but wasn’t sure if anything was coming out right.  “So um, how is the shop?  Oh how is your mother?  Is she doing alright?”

“One of these days you’re going to have to let me give you a cooking lesson. They make subscription boxes that just send you all the ingredients you know,” Maisie teased him. “You deserve fancier meals than boxed macaroni with hot dogs. At least go to a nice restaurant once in a while.” And maybe invite me, she thought but she let the words die on her lips. He didn’t see her that way. They were just friends. She had to constantly remind herself of that. She felt her cheeks flush again at that comment and was relieved when he darted out of the room. She couldn’t take much more of this back and forth. Especially since it felt more like she was embarrassing herself than anything else.

Maisie didn’t miss the face he made as she explained the soup and she felt herself bristle. “It’s delicious! It’s such a comfort soup! The flavors balance out so it’s the perfect blend of savory and sweet. It’s delicious!” she insisted. “At least try it before insulting it.” She didn’t know if she was more offended or panicked by the thought of him not liking it. She’d worked so hard on it. Maybe she should have just brought it to Delilah’s. At least that wouldn’t have been an awkward meal. She rubbed her hands over her face when he went into the kitchen, trying to snap herself out of it. She was a mess. She was making such a fool of herself. A million excuses flooded through her head as she desperately tried to talk her way out of staying. Before she could, he was back and Spencer had actually sampled the soup. The burst of pride in her chest at the compliment had her simply beaming at him, her entire face lit up with it. “I told you so! I would have thought you’d trust me by now, Spence. Have I ever let you down?” she asked.

The question about her mother threw her off guard and she shrugged a little, spooning some soup into her mouth to delay responding. Every day was getting harder and harder. Sometimes Maisie felt guilty even leaving the house because she didn’t want her mother to be alone. But someone had to run the business and her mother was always telling her she needed a personal life and that her happiness kept her going. “She’s managing. The chemo is really hard on her. She tries to put on a brave face but I can see how sick she is,” she answered finally, her voice quiet.

[maisierae]

text ↣ lexi ❀

Alexandra: Hahaha yeah I have. They're pretty nice.

Alexandra: Oh I don't know if that's a good idea.

Maisie: Who knew a man could have such nice calves

Maisie: Oh right Lia

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delilahxadams​:

Delilah laughed, nodding her head. “Right? The audacity,” she groaned teasingly at Maisie. “You would never do that to me at least,” her elbow nudged her best friend on the arm gently. At least if either of them were to try and cancel ten minutes, the other would be at their doorstep demanding an explanation. Delilah knew the Tinder date didn’t deserve another moment of her time. She laughed, nodding her head, “We did do the whole social media exchange. Had to make sure he wasn’t a total creep or somethin’ like that.” She grimaced at the thought of some guys she was cat-fished by over the last few years. “Oh Maisie Rae Seabrook, I love the way you think.” She nearly squealed as she peaked a look at the man Maisie pointed out. “So diaboilic.”

“Absolutely not!” Maisie replied, scandalized by the very idea. “Cancelling on you is practically criminal. I’d need to be thrown in best friend jail on the spot,” she laughed. There was no way she could blow Delilah off. She loved her far too much. Of all the people in town, she had to be her very favorite. They’d been best friends for ages now. No one made her laugh more on her darkest days. “Oh, right. Or he wasn’t one of those guys who posts pictures with every fish he’s ever caught. What do men think is attractive about that? Instant no from me,” she laughed. She took a long sip of her wine and let her smirk widen. “He’s a total catch. Doesn’t seem like a local. Should we send him a drink?”

[maisierae]

alexcndrarobinson​:

That was a fair point. She was doing her best. “Oh, when did you move here?” she asked curiously. Maybe it was stupid, but she’d sort of innocently assumed nearly everyone was just from here. “Storybooks do usually have antagonists and chaos, so I think it only makes sense,” Alexandra said, grinning a bit even though she didn’t think she could see her. “Thank you. I think she’d like peonies. Carnations are pretty. I didn’t know that. At my husband’s funeral everyone brought all kinds of flowers. I don’t really want that to ruin any of the flowers. Throw some in, I guess.”

“Oh, I was about eight. I’m originally from London, believe it or not. Completely lost the accent but my mother still has it,” she explained with a laugh. “You’ll meet her eventually. She lives upstairs with me. She technically owns the shop,” Maisie added conversationally. “And they usually come with a prince charming and yet there’s no ring on my finger,” she added playfully. Not like she was rushing into it but she did like the thought. She paused when Alexandra mentioned her husband dying and turned to face her, placing a gentle hand on her arm. “Oh, honey, I’m so sorry for your loss. I know you’re probably sick of hearing that but I truly am. If you ever need anything don’t hesitate to ask me.” She added a few more flowers to the bouquet and presented it with a flourish. “Ta da! I call it Mommy’s Favorite Girl bouquet. The name needs work,” she laughed.

[maisierae]

text ↣ lexi ❀

Alexandra: Have I seen what?

Alexandra: Omg are you okay? That seems like a two person job.

Maisie: I was gonna say the calves on Ben lmao

Maisie: Come over and help me!!!!