#chlxe-granger

[rosiebutler]

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   there’s one thing to say about chloe first and foremost.  she’s easy to spot in a crowd.  all legs and jawline,  high  &.  powdered cheekbones,  perhaps the most prominent figure of modern beauty sid’s seen in recent years.  young woman also carries the eyes of many,  many men;  though their gaze flickers and floats,  begging to go unnoticed.  it’s the sort of attention sid fought for most of her life,  tooth and claw,  to the height of the totem pole.  even still,  there’s a part of her that immediately sees  &.  immediately resents in toxic and embarrassing  why can’t i have that?  fashion.  the sort of dialogue she doesn’t give into these days.    this is what she gives into instead:  the second thought bubble.  that,  as sid approaches the table in the cosy corner  (  she’d have chosen the center )  and grabs her new friend’s attention with a wave,  there’s something more pressing than how many view chloe vs.  how many view sid.    what sid decides matters is that growing smile on chloe’s face when eye contact is made,  a smile that makes her think.  geez,  she looks like a different person on her day off.   with a sub-thought,  i wonder how often she gets them.         sid pulls chloe in for a hug,  but she’s never the type for hellos  &.  other such nonsense.  nose-dive into conversation.  “   just a forewarning,  i’m on the mocktail train tonight,  my love;  i’m up at four.  “  sid pulls a face,  which is quick to collapse into a grin.  “  but don’t let that stop you from goin' crazy.  “ 

[rosiebutler]

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   some would say it’s strange.  sitting alone?   at this hour,  mothers put their fussy children to bed,  curl up beside their spouse.   once she herself was warmly situated in the equation.  but now... well, sydney has no shame,  earpods singing to her from yesterday decades.  her fingers busy the laptop’s keyboard.  ironically,  business acts as a vacation away from her brain.  but tonight?  the owner’s youth piques sid’s attention.   the woman never stands still,  handles the odd drifter with traditional courtesy,  and gives sydney the space she came here for.    but plans change.   closing her laptop shut, the brunette slips it into her bag with no intention of leaving.  never much of a cook herself,  she figures she may as well grab something before kitchen closes.         “  what’s your favourite on the menu ?  ---  i’ll get two of 'em.  “ one for sid and one for sydney.    what?  dinner and midnight snack.

[kiplovett]

He wasn’t able to focus on anything else all day no matter how hard he’d tried. His mind would always return to Chloe, to the son who didn’t even know he was his father, to the uncertainty of what the future may hold. He tried to redirect his mind and concentrate on work instead, tried to bury himself in it so he wouldn’t overthink but it was pointless, as he’d come to realize.

Evening came and he was early, picking a table at the coffee shop and taking a seat; green eyes flickered from the clock on the wall to the digital one on his phone’s screen, leg bouncing up and down faster by the second - impatient and nervous. What if he’s still not good enough? What if Chloe takes Connor away for good? All the what if’s haunting him, torturing until the chime announces a new arrival and Kip glances up, clumsily standing as he spots Chloe. “Chloe, hey.” He attempts to get her attention, clearing his throat.

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