#closed starter!

[icouldhavebeenhappy]

Christmas, surely the most insufferable holiday of all. All the more so since Robin crossed the town line with his maid Marian and son. Since his departure, she had held onto hope that Henry and she could find the author, that he could write her a happy ending. Only that hope was dimming with each passing day, perhaps it were true -- reformed or not she would always be known as a villain and villains never got such luxuries as happy endings. As much as Regina tried to move on from her past mistakes, they were forever haunting her. 

Snow and Charming had politely asked her to have dinner with them all in their cramped little loft, only she knew it were a pity invite. Belle too had been invited and well, that confirmed her suspicions -- pity party. 

Offering a bottle of her home brewed apple cider along with an apple pie, the cider was more so for herself. If she had to endure this night, she would need the help of alcohol. Giving her pleasantries the reformed queen sat out of the way -- well, the best she could considering the cramped space they were all confined in. Brown eyes stared down blankly at the liquor she was now swirling around in her glass. Lost in her own thoughts, she somehow managed to block out the background noise of those around her. In that moment, she wished for nothing more than to be tucked up in bed wallowing in her own self pity. Only Snow White wouldn’t allow such a thing, her optimistic personality as sickening as always.  

@ofbrokensouls​

[themichaelzane]

It was like five in the morning when Michael got woken up by some strange noises. Granted, when he looked at the clock, it was like eight thirty, but he’d gone to bed late, so it still felt like it was way too fucking early to be up. The walls were paper thin, and whatever the fuck his neighbor was doing at this hour, he could hear it all. He tapped the wall a few times to get the other’s attention. “Can you cut that shit out? Some of us are trying to sleep here!”

[saintescassiel]

𓆩✧𓆪 Closed starter ft. Cassiel & Evan (@evxnmeyers) 𓆩✧𓆪 Location: Saintes & Meyers 𓆩✧𓆪 Date & Time: Sunday, 8:00pm

Cassiel studiously surveyed the outside of the law firm, pacing just feet away from the front entrance in deep contemplation. There was something… aggravatingly fascinating about the woman inside, something that had consistently drawn him to this place time and time again over the past week. Despite the many curious new souls there were around Saintes, Cassiel found himself mindlessly returning to her. It was beginning to become less surprising each time he'd unconsciously wander here, though he truly wished this infernal obsession of his would get out to one of the various hot spots around town. By now he was well aware that Evan was unquestionably addicted to her job- but if Cassiel was to be tied to her as he was, he would much rather be evoked to more than this one single office building.

With a drawn out sigh he halted, moving toward the front door. Following three delicate knocks, Cassiel turned the knob and entered. "My dearest Evan," He called out her name in a mockingly gentle greeting, one she’d hopefully gotten accustomed to after his first few abrupt visits. His eyes wandered across the interior, ever unchanging save the numerous stacks of paperwork that occasionally shifted to invade any and all unoccupied surfaces.

"Such beautifully organized chaos you’ve surrounded yourself with… as always." Cassiel further assessed the state of her busy office before finally gazing over to Evan. "Would it burden you so to ever consider parting from this miserable tomb you call a workspace- just once?" His tone sounded soft and benign, which contrasted harshly to his less than lenient, judgmental expression.

"…I'd personally say so."

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