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@mvrlcy
To Marley
Nix: I love you too
Nix: I can bring some things too. Its not like I dont cook a lot or have a lot of healthy foods.
Nix: Its delicious. You have to try it.
Nix: Coffees alright. Nothing it better than water with strawberries and lemon
Marley: you better!!!
Marley: maybe some fruits??
Marley: i will try it just for you!! but i'm a very loyal hoe to my coffee, you know
To Marley
Nix: Ill believe you this time
Nix: Something that hits all the major food groups. A colorful plate with a lot of different things going on on it. Not just sweets.
Nix: Im well aware of the hours. I drank a lot of matcha and ate a lot of veggies and fruits to keep up energy.
Nix: Coffee is fine, at times, but you cant use it to replace the good things.
Marley: ily :(
Marley: does a coffee shop have foods that hit ALL the food groups? there are a lot of them! i'm not big on sweets anyways so i think i'll find something. egg white bites or smth.
Marley: is matcha good? i'm very much a creature of habit so i don't think i've tried it!
Marley: coffee is the best thing but i get what u're saying
To Marley
Nix: You know, I used to say the same things
Nix: Only if you actually eat some good food as well.
Nix: You arent just going to fill yourself with coffee. I know it makes you feel full and like you have energy but its all bullshit.
Marley: i'm being safe nix, i promise!! i don't know how else to say it.
Marley: what is "good food" in your opinion?
Marley: you know the hours we put in as dancers. i don't know how i'd survive that without coffee! i just really like it :(
To Marley
Nix: I know you and I dont believe that
Nix: You have to take care of yourself. You have to take care of your body. Dance takes a lot and it can be taken from you if you dont take care of yourself.
Nix: Yep. I can meet you there but you are eating something and not just having coffee.
Marley: you have to trust me sometimes! i'm okay
Marley: i'm being very careful. i know it may not seem like it sometimes but i'm doing the best i can :(
Marley: can i ALSO have coffee tho?
To Marley
Nix: Okay so you had water and you slept.
Nix: What did you eat yesterday? You didnt mention eating.
Nix: Screw it, Im bringing you lunch and snacks.
Marley: i don't remember! i had plenty though i promise
Marley: nixxxxxxy
Marley: you can meet me on my lunch break. i go to the little coffee shop by the studio okay?
To Marley
Nix: Have you eaten?
Nix: Are you in bed or getting ready for bed?
Nix: How much water did you drink today?
Marley: omg nix i'm sorry! i fell asleep
Marley: had to get up bright and early today :)
Marley: i have plenty of water and slept super well though! good morning ☀
gexrgina.
“wherever,” she quickly said, shaking her head and grabbed marley’s hand. “before you rip that bad boy open– let me get you something comfortable to slip in.” she sang out, excited to show marley’s the cute silk pj’s along with the beautiful ballerina sculptures, the beauty box filled with goodies she was sure he’d enjoy and of course three or four more expensive labeled pieces. with a huge grin, she led the way towards her bedroom– now looking far less spacious than before when it was practically empty and was more than happy to let the redd twin be the first to see her furnished piece of heaven– but the biggest accomplishment? her closet. and they walked right in, when georgie clapped her hands and the lights turned on. “i love this feature so much.” she excited over it, before walking to the countertop in the middle of the room and grabbing the bags over it, now turning towards her friend. “and this is to say i’m sorry i’ve left you behind for so long, baby.” she said happily and handed the boy his presents.
marley follows along after georgina willingly. she’s probably the only woman who will ever draw him into the depths of her bedroom and he’s more than okay with that. smiling brightly, his eyes drink in the bags (plural!) that georgie’s indicated are his gifts. of course, it’s a little hard to pry his gaze off of them but he does notice peripherally that the closet is a thing of beauty. every fashionista’s dream. if marley had any sort of money to his name, he’d probably invest in something with this many mirrors, lights and shelves for hanging pretty, pretty things. “wow,” he hums in awe, accepting the presents into his arms with a flush to his cheeks. “you really shouldn’t have -- i can tell from labels alone this is all too much! i didn’t even get you anything, gigi!” still, he’s not exactly hesitating as he delicately perches on an ottoman to start unboxing his pretty new pjs. “oh my god!”
Sergei Polunin, “Take Me to Church” by Hozier
gexrgina.
the pure love that radiated out of her was enough to warm up the whole building right now and a huge grin stretched her red lips. of course she didn’t take her make-up off. she was so glad she bought her favorite redd twins matching silk pajamas from venice, so marley can hop in one and they can take cute instagram photos. just the happiness alone from having her friend in her arms was enough to erase the heartbreak from yesterday. a little giggle escaped through her lungs at his words, moving her head to kiss marley’s forehead she then proceeded to shower his whole face with kisses as to make up for the missed little smooches for hello and goodbye over the course of these three weeks. “i bought so much presents that i almost feel like my dad- buying your love and all. but i’m back and i’m staying, my baby!” she announced in a sing-songy voice and held his hand to drag him inside and close the door behind them. “welcome to my new,finally furnished crib.“
initially, he’s basking in the attention being back in georgie’s arms but when she starts smudging kisses all over his face, marley starts to squirm with a squeak of a giggle. “the lipstick! the lipstick!” he protests, weakly swatting at her shoulder to playfully get her to stop. it’s not like he really minds, actually. her lippie could be kiss proof and, even if it wasn’t, no one was there to see him covered in georgina kisses. “good news is, you don’t have to buy my love -- it’s already all yours! but what did you get me? i wanna seeeeee.” the last word is drawn out into a few extra syllables, childish and gleeful. he reaches to give georgie’s elbows a squeeze before dropping his one hand into hers and following her into the room. marley makes appropriate ooh’s and aah’s at their surroundings, appreciative of her decorator’s eye. it puts his ballet-funded apartment to shame, that’s for sure. “wow, maybe i’ll have to hide here and never leave?” marley giggles before doing a little twirl with her hand and letting go. “where can i drop my stuff without ruining your aesthetic?” he’s got a tiny overnight bag slung onto his back -- pjs, a toothbrush and a few other essentials feeling pitiful in comparison to her glamorous abode.
gexrgina.
how long does it take for a georgina to turn her all-white sophisticated living room into a middle school girl’s dream slumber party? maybe thirty minutes. keeping in mind the fact that she was already in her pink silk nightgown when she thought of the idea, she quickly started pulling out blankets and fuzzy pillows out, so she can prep her livingroom properly. now, with all the snacks and alcohol she had out and ready for her and marley on the coffee table, she was searching for something interesting on netflix when suddenly the long-awaited knock by marley sent georgie out to open the door and pull her lovely twin in for a tight hug. “god i missed your cute butt so much!” @mvrlcy
marley’s been to sleepovers before but never glamorous upper east side sleepovers. his friends in the childhood age of slumber parties were usually either dancers or fellow brooklyn kids so he’s not even sure what to expect, at first. being let into georgina’s place instantly brought a smile to his lips as his gaze wistfully pored over the snacks, drinks and appropriately cozy ‘decor’. “wow, you weren’t kidding,” he half giggles before snuggling into his friend’s arms for a squeeze. marley isn’t keen on letting go so instead he tucks his face into her neck, exhaling something like relief against her skin. it’s nice to be held. “i missed you -- it’s been so lame without you here! why would you leeeeeeave me!” he’s pouting and even if she can’t currently see, marley’s sure georgie will hear it in his petulant tone.
text message to --> marley bear
georgie: just the two sparkling things i love with all my heart— champagne and your personality!!! georgie: omG GOSSIP SESH georgie: um.. of course we will wtf?? sleeping on the floor is not something i’m used to sorry georgie: plus i didn’t buy a champagne queen sized bed just bc of the relatable name
marley: just call me marley sparkles i guess!! marley: of course!!! it’s the only proper way to reunite, after all!!! marley: i didn’t know how authentic a slumber party we were going for okay!! i wasn’t invited to all that many marley: wow she sounds bougie i love her. also she suits my bubbly brand so i’m in.
calvinoak.
calvin was convinced that marley’s secret was that he was a siren. sirens could be males, couldn’t they? the last time calvin checked, they could be – they just happened to stop showing up in art around the fifth century or something like that. whatever. he couldn’t explain why it was so easy for marley to draw him in like this. “i .. um.” calvin cleared his throat, “what if i couldn’t decide? do i get both? or would you take matters into your own hands?”
he delights in how flustered calvin’s becoming, his sentences gone from rambling to short and uttered under his breath. it makes marley smile, content. he also happens to know a smile can be disarming in the best possible way. win-win. “you want both?” he gasps in mock-surprise. “you’re getting greedy with me, huh? i suppose i could be convinced to show you both. you’d have to prove to me that you could handle it though.”
calvinoak.
calvin had no idea if marley was being serious or not. with his flirtations, that is. he had no idea what the hell he was getting himself into. he had no idea why it was so easy for him to be this flirtatious with marley either. the thought made his head hurt. “show me?”
no matter who he’s flirting with, there’s always a little thrill for marley when he’s able to direct a conversation this way. it makes him feel powerful, desirable. he wants to be wanted, always. “mhm,” the little dancer hums, taking half a step closer. “i can’t show you my secrets but i can show you how good i can be.” he cocks his head with an angelic smile. “or how bad. depends how you want it.”
text message to --> marley bear
georgie: i missed you so much i cried on my way back bc i was so excited to see you :((( georgie: just sent him off be ready in twenty georgie: ofc i will!! who do you take me for? georgie: ooh??? you can stay over for the night! georgie: i just furnished the apartment so we can have a little housewarming slumber party
marley: oh my god sAD do not cry!! i’m not worth your pretty, expensive tears! marley: okay okay i’ll change quick. do u need me to bring anything?? marley: good. i’ll try to catch you up on the drama ‘round here but i’ve been a v busy boy marley: yes yes!!! i’d really like that. love a good sleepover marley: i hope that means we get to cuddle in a big bed bc i’m too bony and delicate to sleep on the floor slumber party style
text message to --> marley bear
georgie: i’ve missed u more honey <3 georgie: at the penthouse georgie: venice georgie: it’s a long story… wanna hang out and get drunk on champagne?
marley: impossible :((((( marley: send your driver and i’ll be there asap marley: you’ll tell me the whole long story? marley: i want nothing more! tomorrow’s my day off so :)
text message to --> marley bear
georgie: ok so.. hi georgie: wanna come love me or do you hate me too??
marley: hey georgiekins :( marley: i’ve missed u marley: could never hate you though! where are you???? where have u been!!
