#edwardsthalia

[saulweissberg]

availability / @edwardsthalia setting / lakeside banquet hall, cantwell country club. timeline / sunday, september 29th, 2024 at 1:29 pm.

so far, so good. there had been a few hiccups here and there, but the first hour of the luncheon had been running smoothly. the food was to be served in half an hour, guests were still streaming steadily in, and saul had the distinct honor of making sure everyone was having a good time. he flitted through the burgeoning party, greeting familiar faces and complete strangers, when he was nearly struck dead by the next guest that he laid his eyes on. guests. thalia edwards and leon wozniak. the most familiar face of them all: his third ex-wife… on the arm of his… friend. boyfriend was too familiar of a term for his relationship with leon, but what else was he supposed to call the man that he had been sleeping with all summer? leon and thalia certainly looked familiar to each other, and if his heart didn’t ache just a little from seeing leon with another woman, or to see thalia with another man, it was the fact that they knew each other at all. and that saul didn’t know that they knew each other.

saul got distracted by other guests walking around the party, shaking hands or discussing the benefit’s goals for fundraising, which was a task aided by a nice cocktail. there were many on the menu at the banquet hall’s bar, but nothing would hit the spot better than a french 75. the first of many that morning, saul had been waiting in line to order when he saw thalia—alone—walking by. he exited the line without another thought and jogged a few steps to catch up with her. “hey, thalia!” saul called her name, raising a hand to place on her shoulder before he thought better of it. “how are you? are you enjoying the luncheon so far?” the pleasantries were hurried and flat, but thalia never appreciated delicacy anyway. “i saw you with leon.” best to get his curiosity out of the way. “i’m not being some shitty macho me-tarzan-you-jane kind of guy or anything, i just didn’t realize that you knew each other.”

[tefibetancourt]

availability / @edwardsthalia location / blue violet blooms; monday, june 3rd, at one pm.

tefi groaned, hanging her body over the flower shop counter. “i’m soooo annoyed! i saw him pick her up from the bowling alley. they were all cute and he looked at her like he used to look at me—wait, no. actually, he never looked at me like that. he just wasted my fucking time and now i’m legally tied to him until i, like, die or whatever.” she pouted up at thalia, arms dangling over the other side of the counter. there were no customers inside blue violet blooms at the moment, but even if there were, she still wouldn’t move. she was upset, damn it! “i want to send him a bouquet of flowers that he’ll perceive as a threat. like… roses dyed black, or something poisonous. do you know of any flowers like that, tee?”