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Beth —

Humor was Beth’s go-to. She found topics, the real honest ones like the idea of a wedding, harder to sit down and chat out. But even she was prone to sentimental thoughts. And sentimental responses. Her bottom lip puckered out like a puppy, “Well now you’re gonna get the damn waterworks from me if you don’t calm your ass.” She liked Esme’s idea, finding it fitting for the other woman. “So what’d you feel when you met Bash? I never asked ya.” She only wondered what one day she would feel, herself. “The idea of my soulmate walkin’ around on two legs - or maybe one, or rollin’, or… besides the point - seems weirder than pickled bananas to me.”

“Not sorry,” the planner laughed, shaking her head and blinking away the wetness pooling in her own eyes. She’d never fathomed being this happy. Sure, everyone dreamed of finding their one but the feel that came with it was indescribable. “It caught me off guard in the best way. It’s this...this raw unfiltered feeling of belonging. I don’t want to sound like a rom com but, B, I can’t wait for you to experience this. Everyone deserves to have this feeling. It’s better than any bedtime story described.”

#[ Convo ]#[ Convo | Elizabeth Sawyer | 001 ]#[ Interaction | Beth ]

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Esme Yacine attends the Spring Ball at City Hall on March 29th, 2019.

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Beth —

“You bet your ass. I’m ‘bout as good as Larry the Cable Guy,” the blonde said with another quick grin. She listened as Esme explained, watching the other woman’s expression shift in ways she had grown fond of. Despite them cutting off their relationship, their friendship thrived. And for that, Beth was eternally grateful. “Well go on, missy, I’m listenin’. Think up your picture perfect weddin’ and I’ll start writin’ my maid o’ honor speech right here on some TP. Don’t worry. It’ll still be oscar speech worthy, get the crowd hollerin’ with laughter and all that.” Offhand, as she focused on putting the groceries away, Beth admitted, “I think I’d want a real small weddin’ with close family.” Not that hers would be there. “Maybe out in some orchard. Real pretty one, with them pink blossoms bloomin’.”

“Sure, love. Whatever you say,” Esme shook her head in amusement, biting her lip in thought. This wasn’t just a fantasy in her head anymore...it was a genuine possibility. She’d found her soulmate. Bash was incredible. Their entire existence made heart sing and her stomach fill with butterflies. “Something intimate...,” she finally said, her voice soft and dreamy. “Probably something rustic...white flowers; lilies, hydrangeas, orchids. My dress will be a line cut with long sleeves maybe something vintage. And they’ll cry when I’m coming down the isle because they’re an adorable sap. And I’ll cry because I didn’t know I could be this happy.”

#[ Convo ]#[ Convo | Elizabeth Sawyer | 001 ]#[ Interaction | Beth ]

Esme liked to think of herself as a genuine good person. She believed in karma and putting good energy out into the world. So, seeing the wallet on the floor near the entrance of the store only prompted her to find whom it belonged to. With a quick glance at the i.d. inside, the brunette made her way out into the parking lot. There weren’t many strapping six foot tall Adonises hanging around, so finding Mr. Resurgam was a rather easy feat. “Hey!” Esme called out, in an attempt to get his attention as she moved towards him. “Hey! You dropped your—,” the words got caught her throat as grabbed the man’s arm to stop him from getting to far. Her knees went weak as the shock of pain and rush of emotions rattled through her for the second time in months. @wrathbane

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Beth —

“you ever think about a weddin’ here?” the blonde was struck with sudden realization that esme had planned hundreds of them, but beth had never asked the brunette if her own was a concrete idea. or frankly, if the other woman had ever been married in the first place. something maybe she should’ve known by now, considering their history. “maybe not here here. bed and breakfast’s cute in all, but i doubt your partner would wanna get married in your ole lover’s backyard. unless they’re real understandin’,” she smirked. “but i just mean here in jericho.”

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“Oh, you’re so funny,” Es snorted, in response to her former lover’s comment about having her wedding at the B&B. The planner pursed her lips in thought. Despite her occupation, the woman didn’t have an ideal wedding day. Sure, she knew what type of flowers she’d prefer and that she wanted an outdoor even but that was the extent of it. “Not really? I mean, contextual I’d just assume it would be here because this is where I am. But I’ve never planned a whole wedding in my head specifically for Jericho.”

#[ Convo ]#[ Convo | Elizabeth Sawyer | 001 ]#[ Interaction | Beth ]

Bash —

The burning pain in their wrist made them gasp and step back, dropping the stack of cds in their hand to clatter on the ground. It was instinctive to cover their soulmark, as the rush of dizzying feelings thundered through their head brought physical pain to the mark, fading after a moment. It was difficult to separate out their feelings and the feelings of this stranger turned soulmate. Soulmate. The word was a rush to think about, the entire idea of it, finding the person you would have near for the rest of your life. It wasn’t a maybe any longer, it was real and now and immediate.

“I’ve waited so long for you.” It was spoken in a hushed whisper, reverent. “And you’re here now.” The overwhelming joy of that thought swamped them, tears springing to their eyes in an automatic response. They covered their face in embarrassment as they leaned against the shelf. Their next words were spoken through incredulous laughter. “I’m crying in a record store about meeting my soulmate. This feels like a rom-com, truly.”

‘I’ve waited so long for you...’ The words felt like a balm to her soul. Esme didn’t even realize how true those words were for her as well. Her free spirit had finally lead her to something worth holding onto. The laugh that escaped her was wet with the emotions that were caught in her throat. She set aside her vinyls—Es was sure that a few might be cracked from her tightened grip but that didn’t matter now—and moved into the space of the being that the universe had deemed hers.

“It’s okay,” she said softly, unable to speak much louder in fear of ruining the moment. The woman reached up, taking his right hand away from his wet face. Her thumb brushing lightly over the mark that they shared. “I promise, I’ve been waiting for you, too,” she told him with a light smile, her eyes watering.

Oliver —

oliver was laid back on the blanket he spread out on the park grass with his head propped up comfortably on his crossed arms as he stared up into the night sky. he had been out there ever since class had let out, watching as the beautiful yellows and reddish oranges of sunset turned into the dark blues and purples of twilight as it slowly sunk beneath the horizon. while most days he’d return home to get started on his homework or hang with his friends, it wasn’t just any other night for him tonight. it was one of oliver’s favorite astronomical events, a lunar eclipse, and he wasn’t about to miss it for some homework. but with his telescope back at the house, he had to settle with watching it from the ground with his own eyes and secretly hoped he wouldn’t be the only one there tonight. luckily for him though, it seemed someone else had the same idea as him tonight as he felt the vibrations of footsteps approaching yet he didn’t move and kept quiet for a moment, allowing the stranger next to him the chance to admire the sky like he was before he spoke. “beautiful, isn’t it?” oliver asked, still staring up at the moon before turning to look at the other person.

Her sandals clasped loosely in her fingers, the woman stepped onto the soft grass. She wiggled her toes with a smile before, walking forward into the open field. Es was no stranger to late night walks in the park. Most of her travels time in Ireland had been spent stargazing on the side of grass knolls, praying to the Hindu god Vishnu to restore Dharma in her life. “It’s beautiful,” she whispered in awe. Even as a child, Esme had always been completely enthralled by nature and it’s multiple wonders. “Mind if I sit?”

#[ Convo ]#[ Convo | Oliver Sanders | 001 ]#[ Interaction | Oliver ]

Penny —

“Geez–sorry! I really didn’t mean it!” Penny bent down the collect the items they dropped when she so ungraciously rammed into them. She’d been in a hurry, she wasn’t paying attention!

Well, she usually wasn’t paying attention, but this time she was apologetic. The grace of a dancer was unmatched, hardy-har. She stood, items gathered in her arms, sheepishly, “What can I do to make it up to you? Buy you a drink? Let you stand in admiration of my obvious charm and good looks?”

Esme couldn’t help but laugh at the young woman’s words. She held out one of the fallen items that she’d picked up. “It’s really no big deal, love. I promise,” the planner attempted to reassure. Quite frankly, the girl barely looked old enough to buy her a drink. “No harm no foul. All of my limbs are still intact.”