A Neverending Story

Sera Monroe | 25 | Columnist Reincarnation of Charlotte Bronte My name is Seraphina but most just know me by Sera. I'm the eldest Monroe and and the one with a column.

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Visions Of Paradise - Sera & Wesley

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Sera’s description had made him curious enough to want to see the pictures. However, he cared about her feelings more than he cared about easing his own curiosity. If the pictures recirculated he would find it difficult to avoid taking a glance but he wasn’t going to demand to see them. “All of that hairspray must have paid off.” He spoke teasingly, “Because you’re beautiful. ” A smirk slowly stretched across his lips, “Perhaps even the sexiest woman around.” It didn’t matter what she looked like as a young girl, or even as a teenager, because he hadn’t known her back then. Wesley started to laugh, “And sometimes you’re very distracting because I can’t take my eyes off you.” 

"I don’t even think I have the energy to be bothered by it right now." He chuckled softly, "Definitely something to worry about later." Wesley waited for a response from Sera about the studio. The realization that his wife hadn’t been his first thought was still lingering on his mind. It was clear that he had moved on from an outside perspective, or else he wouldn’t have been with Sera, but mentally he still struggled with balancing his love for the both of them. The more involved he became with Sera the less he thought about his previous life. It felt natural, though, as if being with Sera was the right person to move on with. He gave a quick smile as Sera mentioned knowing of a studio. "Perfect."

His eyes lit up as Sera brought up not going anywhere. “Yes, I know.” He returned her kiss, his lips pressing deeper into hers. Wesley’s interest in the box had dwindled down and when Sera brought up throwing the rest in the trash he found it hard to argue. Everything that was worth being kept was already taken out and if he kept anything else it would have been out of laziness and not actual attachment. “The rest is quite rubbish.” He admitted with a laugh as he let go of the box and joined Sera’s embrace. “Tomorrow, yes, we can finish then…that’s a good idea.” Agreed Wesley, in between the kisses that she was giving him, as he slowly brought them closer to their bed. 

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Unable to help it, Sera felt a blush spread to her cheeks as Wesley called her beautiful, even so far as to even call her sexy. She had had such self-esteem issues growing up and while she had gotten much more comfortable with herself over time, she found herself back to doubting her beauty after her incident. The scars that remained long after a constant reminder of the bad of those events. She was self-conscious about them but somehow, whenever Wesley uttered those words to her, she couldn't help but believe him. She couldn't help but smile knowing that even now, with them, she was still beautiful in his eyes. As he mentioned her also being distracting, she let out a soft chuckle, biting her lip to keep the goofy grin off her features. "I'm sorry. I don't mean to be." She said, glancing up at him with amusement.

She let out a sigh in contentment as he agreed with her and kissed her back, his lips pressing deeply against hers. She no longer cared about the rest of the unpacking. All the rest of the things could be put away tomorrow since it was the weekend and they both had the day off.  She leaned into him as his arms wrapped around her, fingers sprawled softly at the nape of his neck, moving up into his dark curls. She gave a small nod of her head as he agreed, grinning against his lips as she kissed him and as he pulled them closer to their bed. "Good." She said softly, moving one of her arms from around him to grab the box and drop it down to the floor, being careful not to let any of its contents fall out while still keeping close to Wesley.

"We get to finally break in the new bed." She said with a small chuckle. "New bed. New house. New Life... It all starts now." She mused out loud with another happy sigh. She felt blessed. She still didn't know how she got so lucky with Wesley, especially considering all the bad that had happened to her up until this point, but she knew she would savor and appreciate every single moment with him from that moment forward. She kissed him again, getting lost in the warmth and happiness she felt.

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Visions Of Paradise - Sera & Wesley

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Wesley could look back on his childhood with fondness but he couldn’t deny that growing up in the eighties had some humorous results. He smiled at the thought of what Sera’s style may have been like as a teen. Wesley had seen pictures of her as a child, and the years following, while visiting her parents but pictures could only represent a brief moment in someone’s past. His gaze fell onto Sera as his mind sorted through all of the fashion faux pas he could remember. His smile faded and a smirk stretched across his face before he started to explain why he had been looking at her so intently, “Please tell me that I’m not the only one in this relationship that suffered from poor fashion choices. I’ve been trying to figure out what you could have fallen victim to but it’s hard to imagine. I think you’d be flawless in whatever choice you made.”

"I’ll check after we’ve settled in a bit more. I’ve already made a mess of things by trying to go through that box." He had been so exhausted by the time he had gotten around to pulling it open and now they were going through it. "Besides, I think I’ve already put my camera away somewhere." Likely with all of his canvases. His camera was full of pictures of Sera now, they had long since replaced scenery, and he found himself not having to look far to find something worth bringing a paintbrush out for. He left thoughts about his camera behind as Sera’s excitement grew over taking professional photos. "There was a lovely company back home. I’m betting that you know of one that is a bit more local." He said with a quick wink. The idea had come so naturally to him and he found it odd that his wife had become an afterthought.

His cheeks grew flushed once he realized how excited his tone had been while he was talking about his idea. He still felt a bit exposed after revealing what he had in mind but he was glad to have shared it. Wesley didn’t know if she was picturing the same thing as him but he could tell that she had been listening to him carry on about his vision. Gently, he removed his hand from the wall and stepped down. “Ah, yes, let’s get back that…” He grinned as he brought himself closer to Sera. Wesley peeled the box open and looked inside. The more valuable stuff had been on top because now they were hitting paperclips and red pencil shavings. “You know, ” He began, “After you left, after the first time we had met, I couldn’t stop painting red. I think I was trying to paint you. But I’ve never been very good at painting people. So, I tried to draw you.” 

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When Wesley asked her to assure him that he was not the only one to have had a few fashion choice regrets from the past, Sera gave out a short ha, shaking her head. "Oh definitely not. You should have seen my hair back then. You think the photos at my parents' house are bad, you should see the ones I didn't let them put up. A lot of crimping and teasing and hairspray. It was bad. I'd like to hope that my mother burned all those ones." She said, smiling over at him as she thought back to the younger version of herself and all the clothes she wore and the way she did her makeup. She grimaced at the thought for a split second before she was drawn away from the memories by the man standing near her.

As he mentioned checking for the camera and photos later, Sera gave a nod. "Yeah, don't worry about it now. We'll get to that eventually. We don't have to rush everything now." They had already gotten a lot done, which surprised Sera, but she was definitely exhausted because of the fact. She knew they could finish up the smaller stuff later and that they weren't going to have difficult with their living conditions if they didn't have photos in frames out everywhere. At his wink, Sera gave a small chuckle, her lips settling into a warm smile soon after, thinking if there was someone she could actually think to go to. She thought about the place Evie had gone to for Charlotte's baby pictures and remember her sister saying good things about the studio. She thought about checking it out later, hoping maybe it would be good for them. The pictures of Charlie after all had turned out nice. "I think I might know a place but I'll have to look." She said.

Looking at the rest of the contents in the box, Sera figured there wasn't much use of them and figured they could all either go into the garage or be trashed, whatever Wesley wanted to do with it. She thought it was all junk now but she wouldn't fight him on any of it if he wanted to keep it. Well, maybe she would for the pencil shavings and paper clips. As he began to talk about when she had left, Sera lifted her gaze to watch him as he spoke. She felt her chest swell as he mentioned trying to paint and draw her. She could still remember how hard it had been to say goodbye to him all that time ago but she was so happy that they had found each other again and she knew that she would never have to make that hard decision to leave him ever again. She rose from the bed and reached for him, grasping onto his arm lightly and pulling him to her, as she wrapped her arm around his shoulder. "Well now you don't have to do either because I'm not going anywhere anymore." She said softly as she brought her lips to his. 

"I think we can trash the rest of this stuff. Lets call it a night and go to bed, yeah? Pick up tomorrow" She said, still speaking in a soft, low voice as she pressed small pecks against his lips between sentences. She felt happy, tired from the days work, but happy. She had Wesley with her, and they would fall asleep in the same bed and wake up in the same bed every morning. Her life was finally looking up, and she knew it was all because he had come back to her. She would always be thankful to him, for bring all the things she wanted but didn't think she could have to reality.

[seramonroe]

So uh,I never thought I'd really get to say this out loud but, I'm getting married!

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He always complains but in the end he helps us out. I think he just likes to give us a hard time. You know, before I met you… I wasn’t sure what hot spots were! Oh, that sounds like her. I can feel my cheeks hurting. Are they red? I won’t say anything to her, I promise. I’d just get red again. It wouldn’t bother me though. They’re great fellows but I would rather spend an evening with you. I’m with them all day, I wouldn’t miss them as much as I’d miss you. 

I didn’t know if I would be getting married again until I met you. I hadn’t planned for it, but it felt right when I thought about it. I’m happy that we met because i don’t think I believed that I’d find love again. We’ve been through a lot but it lead us here and I’m grateful for the silver lining. 

[seramonroe]

It sounds like something Evie would do. Aww, but I love teaching you so it's fine. I like the little frustrated face you make when you can't do something on the computer. Just a little red, but again I like it. Aww really? Well if you don't go out or if you come home early enough maybe we can go out to dinner. If you're up for it.

I would have lived completely happy and understanding if you didn't want to, just as long as I still got to be with you. I'm happy though, that I've made you feel like that again. It's a sliver lining that I'll definitely always be grateful for. You're what I'm always grateful for. I just hope I don't end up a crummy wife and you regretting ever leaving your home back over the pond.

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So uh,I never thought I'd really get to say this out loud but, I'm getting married!

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Because I wanted to know if I was supposed to congratulate you. I mean, are you doing it for the right reasons? If there are any, it’s not like marriage is my thing, or are you just getting married because you’re pushing thirty? Yeah…well, sometimes you don’t get what you deserve. Sometimes life kind of sucks. Like when your best friend dies, or someone dates the guy you like. 

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Really, Sam? You know what, fuck you! I'm not gonna let you ruin this moment for me. I'm fucking happy and in a good place for once in a long time and it's becasue of a man who cares about me and helps me,and now we're gonna be married and I get to be ecstatic over that. Just because you're being a miserable fuck doesn't mean the rest of the world has to be. I've lost too, okay! I've been through shit tpp but I'm at least trying to make my life better. What are you doing, Sam? Yeah life sucks but fucking do something about it rather than shitting on those who are happy. Jesus.

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So uh,I never thought I'd really get to say this out loud but, I'm getting married!

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I’ll have to call my brother beforehand. My parents aren’t the most tech savvy people. Then again, neither am I. Tanner will help, though. He’s the one that connects everyone when my sister wants to get a hold of us. We should definitely go over there then. She has a wonderful smile. That sounds nice of them. I’m thinking I’ll get a beer or two out of the announcement myself.

I would have been a fool not to ask.

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Okay, we'll get in touch with him and then plan something out with all of them. Aww, but you know I love you anyways despite that. Besides, I kind of like it this way. I don't have to fight over the best hot spots with you. I'll let my mother know you said so. You know, she told me that of all the guys I've dated, she's liked you the most and she's happy you're the one who is making an honest woman of me. Don't tell her I told you so though, she might get embarrassed. Oh, well let me know if you do so I can expect you out for the night and I don't end up calling you up, bugging you.

Well, I really mean it when I said I didn't think I'd be getting to say that. After a while, with my luck, I didn't think marriage would happen for me. Then here you come again, showing me that life can be good and that I can be happy. Really happy. And I don't know how to thank you other than showing you how much I turly love and appreciate you.

[seramonroe]

So uh,I never thought I'd really get to say this out loud but, I'm getting married!

[tornapart-wilcox]

What’s stopping you? You’re allowed to do whatever you want, Sera. You’re a grown woman. Date whoever. Marry whoever. I don’t give a shit. 

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Yeah well if that's the case why open your mouth in the first place? If you really don't care then why bother to make such a condescending remark altogether? Because I don't need that. I don't deserve that. 

[seramonroe]

So uh,I never thought I'd really get to say this out loud but, I'm getting married!

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I thought about telling them again. My sis screamed so loud. The whole world could hear her. I look forward to telling coworkers.

I only asked the question. You’re the one that said yes. 

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Really? Maybe we can. I'd love to possibly set up a skype or something with them. I know my mother would love to speak with yours. You should see her face, Wesley. She's been smiling non-stop since she found out. I already told some of the girls at work. They took me out to lunch to celebrate.

Well, it was the easiest yes I've ever made.

[seramonroe]

So uh,I never thought I'd really get to say this out loud but, I'm getting married!

[tornapart-wilcox]

You’re probably expecting to be congratulated, right? 

[seramonroe]

Well no, not exactly. I was just hoping to be able to celebrate this happy moment for myself. Or is that not allowed, Sam?

[seramonroe]

So uh,I never thought I'd really get to say this out loud but, I'm getting married!

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I’m so glad that we’re finally sharing the news!

[seramonroe]

I know we've already told our family about it but it just feels so exciting to announce it out loud to everyone. I honestly didn't imagine this would happen. I'm so happy right now. All thanks to you.

[seramonroe]

So uh,I never thought I'd really get to say this out loud but, I'm getting married!

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Visions Of Paradise - Sera & Wesley

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Briefly, his gaze followed Sera’s hand as she placed the picture frame down on the bed, but his eyes soon became fixated on her lips as she spoke. Another smile appeared across his face, one that matched Sera’s, as he often found her happiness to be contagious. He thanked her for offering a better frame, “That would be lovely, I appreciate it.” When she grabbed his hand he didn’t pull away. Instead, he brought himself closer to her, “My mum wouldn’t mind at all.” His expression became flat as he spoke again, “I feel that I have to remind you of something, though…” With a grin, he continued, “U2 was very big when I was a kid. There might be some pictures that reflect that.”

Taking on a more serious tone again, he nodded in agreement as she suggested adding pictures of their own, “I’m not sure if I’ve uploaded them yet, or if they’re still on my camera, but I think I’ve got a few pictures of us somewhere.” More than a few, if he really gave it more thought, but he wasn’t concerned with the number. He just enjoyed the memories associated with the pictures, “But we could take more, if you’d like. Maybe professional ones?” There was a slight hitch in his voice as the words left his lips, after having remembered that he had taken studio portraits with his wife, and he was hesitant to continue out of worry that Sera may have noticed. 

He had lost focus of her, though their hands were still connected, once she returned her attention to the box he had handed over. He was scanning the room, imagining what it might look like once they were completely done with unpacking. A sheepish expression grew as he began to explain what he had in mind. He was a little embarrassed to let Sera in on his plans because he rarely talked about his art before he painted it. Most of the time it set in his mind until he was in front of a canvass and there were times when he didn’t have a plan at all but he still managed to create something that gave him feeling, or better yet, represented how he was feeling at that given moment. 

Wesley let go of Sera’s hand and walked over to an empty wall, placing a hand against it, “I was thinking about hanging a photo above the bed. I have canvasses that are big enough.” Of course he could have bought one if he didn’t, “I keep seeing red, like a sunset over the water…” He had never said it to Sera before, but he often saw the ocean when he thought about their relationship. It was cheesy, but he knew that it was because it had created a literal distance between them and it was one that he had been willing to cross in order to get back to her. He turned away from the wall, though his hand was still against it, and looked at Sera. “I picture something warm.” 

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A smile spread wide across Sera’s face as she heard Wesley’s comment about U2. She let out an amused chuckle, already picturing what sort of clothing and style of hair would appear in Wesley’s childhood photographs. That was one thing that she truly loved about him, how easily he could make her laugh and entertain her. She loved the twins and had once loved Evan as well, but none of them seemed to be able to make her laugh as easily as Wesley could. And with everything that had happened in both of their lives, laughter was something that Sera believed they both truly needed. Shaking her head softly, Sera beamed up at the Irishman as she spoke. “I’ll keep that in mind.” She said, her voice light with amusement. She was looking forward to seeing those photos now, and to talk to Wesley’s mother in general.

Sera was lost in her thoughts for a moment, thinking about the other woman. She got along so well with Wesley’s mother, having met her a few times while she was staying in England. The woman was warm and sweet, and reminded the redhead of her own parent which was nice. She was happy to simply catch up with the other woman and possibly see if there were any other things of Wesley’s that she could send over. Having lost herself in her musings for a moment, it had taken Sera a second to realize that Wesley was speaking again. It wasn’t until she noticed his lips were moving did his words finally begin to register. She pulled herself back to the present, hearing him mention having photos of them somewhere. She spoke up then, adding, “I think I have some too in one of my albums somewhere. I’ll take a look but go ahead and do that too if you want.”

Then a second later he was suggesting getting professional photos taken and Sera paused, thinking on the idea.  She did think it would be nice to go somewhere to get photos of them together taken. The quality would definitely be much better than anyone of the ones either of them had laying around. She envisioned a portrait of the two of them together looking happy with some lovely backdrop and Sera felt warmth fill her chest at the idea. It was so domestic and normal and loving feeling, everything she wanted with Wesley. She smiled wider, her whole face brightening at the idea. “Oh! That would be lovely,” She chirped in excitement. “We can definitely do that, if you really want to.” She was so excited at whole idea of the suggestion that she had not even noticed the subtle change in Wesley’s tone.

Still holding onto his hand, Sera gave it another small squeeze before he began to pull away from her. She let him go easily, watching him curiously as he made his way over to the wall, reaching out to touch it. She could tell he was envisioning the image in his mind and she found herself wishing she could see what he saw. As he began to speak, Sera looked past him towards the wall, listening to what he said and starting to form a visual of his words. Her eyes moved from the wall, at the image she was building there, and then back to Wesley, her smile settling into a small content one. She could already tell that she would love whatever it was he came up with, but then again she always did. She loved the idea though of waking up every morning and looking up at the image that he had created for both of them. An image for them, in their room, in their house. The very idea of it made Sera’s heart ache with utter happiness.

She rose from the bed, walking over to where he was, standing only a few inches away. As he turned back to her and finished speaking, Sera reached out and cupped one of his cheeks in her hand, smiling warmly at him. “I’m sure it’ll be absolutely beautiful.” She said before she gave him a quick little peck on the lips, pulling back a moment later. “I can’t wait to see it with everything else once we’re completely settled.” After a second she removed her hand from his skin and rose it up, pointing one of her slender fingers up. “Now speaking of which,” she began before turning back to the box, moving her finger in it’s direction. “Back to figuring out what to do with the rest of this.”

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Visions Of Paradise - Sera & Wesley

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As Sera rummaged through the box, the beginnings of a small adventure to say the least, Wesley’s focus remained on her expressions. He accompanied her chuckle with one of his own as if he was apologizing for what she may have spotted. It was certainly a random collection of things so he wasn’t surprised by her amusement. Wesley tilted his head, his gaze falling from Sera’s face to the box again, "Really?" He hadn’t expected her to want to keep anything that was in there. Although, he hadn’t dug very deeply so there could have been a few things worth saving. Upon hearing Sera’s suggestion, one that included rest, Wesley nodded his head and sighed happily, "Sounds good." There was still some work that needed to be done but there was always tomorrow and without all of their furniture, it would be difficult to finish everything in one day. Wesley still felt accomplished even though they couldn’t get everything done. It was still a helluva lot more than he ever imagined they could get done in a day.

Wesley watched as Sera continued to look through his stuff. When she pulled out his family portrait he covered his mouth, an embarrassed smile hiding behind the palm of his hand, and brought himself closer to her. He dropped his hand to his side before speaking, “Are you sure?” Wesley didn’t have anything against the picture but the frame had made him consider throwing it away. “It’s pretty old.” He let out a laugh, “My brother is older now than I was when we took this. He couldn’t have been more than ten when this was taken.” It had been awhile since he last took a good look of the picture. Wesley missed his family but he thought that Sera’s suggestion to put it in the living room would help. “No, I like that. If you have an extra frame then sure.” He smiled and nodded, “And I think it would go well in the living room. I don’t have a lot of pictures.” Come to think of it, he wasn’t even sure how this one got into his possession. His only assumption was that Olivia had left it behind during one of her visits.

He gave her second suggestion more thought. They could fill their room with family photos but he had other ideas. “I’d rather paint something for the bedroom.” He admitted, “If you don’t mind.” Wesley had a room for his artwork but most of his work would get stacked against each other in a corner or go up for auction. The deciding factor usually came once he finished a piece. He struggled to let some paintings go. There were times, though, when he had a visual and knew exactly where he wanted to put his work. He was afraid it would clash with the color scheme of their bedroom but he figured he could work around it. There hadn’t been enough time in the past few weeks, as he had been too preoccupied by moving, but the new house gave him inspiration to paint. He couldn’t wait for the chance to stand in front of one of his blank canvases. For now, though, he was content spending the rest of the evening with Sera. He knew that he would have plenty of time to paint once they got settled in.

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Still looking down at the photo, Sera felt Wesley’s presence as he moved closer to her and she gazed up at where he stood, now closer to her and covering his mouth in embarrassment. The sight was endearing and the redhead could not help but smile warmly up at the Irishman, noting these little moments being what she loved best about him. When he finally drew his hand away and spoke, Sera’s eyes fell back to the picture, smile spreading further as she listened to Wesley speak about it. She looked over the faces of the individuals within the photo, noticing just how young they really were, so long ago before she had ever met any of them. Her eyes landed on Wesley’s image, the younger version of him just as handsome as he was now. Sera wondered for a moment what it would have been like to have known him sooner but quickly let the thought go, remembering his former wife. Besides the past was the past and she couldn’t allow herself to think too much on it, not now that she was doing much better and had so much to look forward to now that they were moving in together.

Placing the frame down on the bed, Sera looked back up at Wesley and nodded her head along in agreement. “Yeah, I’ll make sure to grab one of the nicer ones.” She smiled, still for a moment as she took in his words before reaching out and tentatively taking hold of his hand, the one he had just been covering his smile with. “I can call your mother up if you’d like? I’m sure she has some to spare, if it’ll make you feel better.” She raised her brows softly as she spoke the suggestion. After a second she added. “And we can always add our own.” She gave a small shrug of one shoulder, smiling sweetly at him before turning her attention back to the box.

She was looking through the contents again, trying to calculate in her mind what to do with some of the items that she could see before she was pulled from her musings by Wesley’s comment. She quickly looked back up at him, brow raised again, this time in genuine curiosity. “Oh?” She said, her tone giving way to that very curious state of mind. His second comment registered a second later and she gave his hand a gentle squeeze. “Of course I don’t mind. I’d love that actually.” She said, trying to disperse any hesitations that Wesley might have had on the matter. “What did you have in mind?” She added, her curiosity coming back to her. For a moment she was distracted from the box of items and the task, more interested in what Wesley possibly thought of doing for their room. She had already for the most part thought through and designed how she wanted the interior of their bedroom to look, of course making sure to get Wesley’s insight, but she was more than happy to get more of what he wanted into the space, still doing what she could to make the house as much home for him as it was for her. Not to mention that Sera was more than supportive in Wesley and his paintings, and not only that but was always so proud of the work he produced. To have one hanging in their own room seemed like it would make the place feel more like home that anything else she could probably think of.

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Visions Of Paradise - Sera & Wesley

Wesley had been under the impression that it would take weeks to get everything unpacked, but, to his surprise, it had only taken about a day. There were still a few things that needed to be put away and not all of the furniture had been brought over yet but for the most part, he could see the house turning into a home already. Sera had made unpacking easy by labeling each box accordingly. Wesley was happy to pick up from there by carrying the heavy boxes into the new house. His belongings were outnumbered by Sera’s but he didn’t mind. He left for the states with very little to his name, having left it all behind on purpose, and wanted to start a new life once he got into town. Wesley had acquired new things here and there since moving to Renata but the bulk of his belongings could fit into just a few boxes with ease.  

The sun was starting to go down and the room he had been sitting in was no longer lit up like it had been just a few minutes before. Wesley stood up and flicked a light on. It didn’t give him much to work with, as it was only an overhead lamp, but it was enough to finish going through the last box. He sat back down and pulled the box closer to him. In his own writing, and in an effort to match Sera’s organization, the word ‘miscellaneous’ was scrawled across the top. Wesley pried the box open and stared into it. He had packed it late one night and was now curious as to why he even bothered to keep any of the stuff inside. A worn picture frame with a faded photo of his parents, an open package of pens, a sketchpad full of drawings that he had either already brought to life on a canvas or changed his mind about, a cigar case, but he didn’t even smoke cigars? He assumed it had come along with other knickknacks that had been left behind by his sister the last time she visited. 

It wasn’t long before Wesley closed the box up. Everything had a place, his canvases and paint supplies had gone to their respective room and his clothes were already in the closet or drawers. Wesley was stumped about this box, though, and felt like it was best to ask Sera about it. He lifted the box up as he stood and headed out of the room. “Sera?” Wesley called out as he entered the hallway. His face lit up once he found the room she was in. His Irish accent was as thick as ever as he spoke, although he hardly noticed, “There you are.” Wesley approached the redhead and gave her a kiss on the cheek, “I need a bit of help.” His gaze fell onto the box in his hands and he propped the lid open, “I don’t know where half this stuff should go.” The effects of their long day had finally gotten to him, “And I’m feeling pretty knackered.” Wesley sighed quietly out of exhaustion and then smiled softly as his eyes met Sera’s.

[seramonroe]

The day had gone much smoother than Sera would have thought. Usually one expected moving to be stressful and tiresome, but the process so far had been going rather quickly and without trouble. Of course, it could have been easily chalked up to how organized the redhead had been about packing, putting everything into assorted boxes with the proper labels and location specifics on them but even then, one could never tell when so many possibilities could turn up. Still though, Sera could not have helped how happy and excited she was feeling, to finally be getting their things into the new home, the very place she was still so in awe of actually getting. It felt unlike anything that Sera could ever describe, to get out of that old house whose good memories of years of living within had been tainted by the nightmare that had taken over her life for some time, and into the home that she had been dreaming of living in from the moment she had seen it. It was everything she ever wanted out of a home and the fact that she got to share it with Wesley made it all the more wonderful. This was a big step in their relationship, moving into a home together like this, and Sera couldn’t wait for them to get settled in.

While not all their furniture had been brought over from their old places yet, for the most part all the big and essential pieces had been brought in and placed into their designated areas throughout the day. Sera’s own father had even been by to help with the heavier lifting until she and Wesley were able to handle the rest on their own. From there, the rest of the day was spent unpacking boxes and putting things where they would now belong. Finding it easiest to unpack one room at a time, Sera had made her way throughout the house, the number of boxes dwindling down as she furnished each and every room with the contents within. As she hours grew later and their unpacked items growing fewer and fewer, the redhead eventually found her way into the spare room that she had designated as a spare bedroom for when they would have guests over.

With Loula laying in the center of the room watching her, exhausted after having excitedly explored the new back yard for hours, Sera was placing the last few spare sheets within drawer when she heard Wesley’s voice calling out to her from the other room. “I’m in here.” She called back as she closed the drawer and turned to make her way towards the doorway, curious as to what it was that he needed. As he entered the room, his face lighting up, Sera could not help but smile warmly at him, noticing the box in his hand. She stepped closer to him and felt her smile only grow wider as he kissed her on the cheek. The two of them had been rather busy throughout the day getting everything settled in that they had hardly had the chance to really relax and talk much, other than to figure out what to put where. As he mentioned needing help, Sera glanced down at the box in his hands again, listening as he continued on to say he wasn’t sure where any of it should go.

Reaching in and moving a few of the items around to peek inside at it all, Sera noticed that it was all miscellaneous items that could probably be placed anywhere, or even thrown out if they weren’t really necessary. She couldn’t help but chuckle lightly as she looked over a few of the things, wondering why Wesley had even bothered to pack them but figuring it must have just been a guy thing. “I think we can find a place for them somewhere.” She said before he mentioned feeling tired, a sigh leaving him. She looked back up at him then, surprising a sigh of her own as her smile grew softer. It really had been a long day and Sera was starting to feel the effects of the move herself. “How about we just figure out where this stuff goes and then we call it a night, yeah?” She said, taking the box from him and moving to set it down on the full size bed that occupied the room.

Turning her attention back to the things inside, Sera began by pulling out a framed photograph and gazing at the picture. She felt her smile widen a bit further as she stared at the image of Wesley’s parents, the image a bit faded but still rather nice, though the frame was not in the best condition. “I like this picture.” She said, glancing back over at Wesley warmly. “I actually have a few extra empty frames in one of the boxes down stairs. I was planning on going through my photo albums to find pictures for them but if you want we can put this in one and put it in the living room with the others? Or maybe in our room?” She inquired. Though she knew he did not have as many things as she did, Sera wanted to make the house feel just as much as home for Wesley as she wanted it to feel for her. After all, this was the start of their new life living together and she wanted it to feel just perfect.

[seramonroe]

I just saw the perfect house today

[tornapart-wilcox]

I’m relaxed. I think you’re being a little insensitive, that’s all. Well, yeah, but you don’t always have to hang out with your friends. Maybe they’re not really busy. Could just be avoiding you. My place hasn’t been empty lately.

[seramonroe]

Okay, Sam. Well I'm sorry, I didn't mean for it to come out that way. It was literally just a little joke. Avoiding me, right. Sure. Whatever you say. Glad to hear you've been having company, at least.... And yes, I am actually glad to hear it. I know Emily's been there quite a bit so at least she's also not been alone

[seramonroe]

I just saw the perfect house today

[tornapart-wilcox]

If you ever had to actually live off of spare change then you probably wouldn’t be making jokes about it. Just because you live by yourself doesnt’t mean you’re lonely. You can always ask people to come over.

[seramonroe]

Geez Sam, I was just messing around a little. Relax. Well, that can be said for some people but not for others. That's true, if you have people who don't have their own busy schedules to attend to.

[seramonroe]

I just saw the perfect house today

[rescuemoore]

There’s always the option to renew. I think I’d rather take you up on your offer, though. But… something tells me that I won’t have to. We’ll be looking at our backyard through our parent’s eyes. Do you have anyone else you would like to invite? I haven’t spent much time with some of your friends. It’s as if they’re hiding. It wouldn’t be any trouble at all. I’m afraid my pancakes aren’t as thick as the ones served here. I found that out after trying Cal’s recently. Three of my pancakes could fit into just one of theirs.They don’t add a slice of lemon either. I like that plan more than mine. I’d love to have you over the night before. 

[seramonroe]

I think I would prefer that better as well. Makes it easier to decide where we end up at the end of the day. Well, at least partly. Minus the whole children bit... until Emily's kids are over or if Charlotte ever comes by, which would all be lovely. I miss the sound of small children running around the house. I'd love to invite Bryce, if I can get him to remember, also Andy and Blake. Maybe we should make it into a nice big housewarming party, invite all the new neighbors and such. That's one way to get to know them better. Also, they're not hiding from you, Wes. We've all just been so busy but hopefully that can all change soon. I'd definitely love for them to all get to know you better. Ah but see, that's what I love about your pancakes. I'd rather have your thin citrus-y ones than Cal's any day. Good, I'm glad you agree with me. 

[seramonroe]

I just saw the perfect house today

[moreauemily]

I always feel like some places are just too nice for me to walk in, especially now that I know I’ve needed glasses most of my life. I’m not as active as Loula though which could make up for that. I honestly don’t even remember the last time I went swimming

[seramonroe]

Well hey, at least now you won't be bumping into stuff with glasses on, right? I don't think anyone is as active as Loula, to be honest. Which is why I really want to get her a bigger yard for her to run around in. I can say the same, it's definitely been some time... but just like riding a bike. Jump in and you should be good to go again.