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[whiterby]

motherly affections // goldie&&whit

Whit was spending about half the week at Goldie’s apartment anymore.  He found that he was getting lonely when he was at his own place; her sunny disposition was the only thing that kept him cheery as well.  The walk to her apartment was short, but not short enough.  It was raining and he was praying that it wouldn’t turn into a storm -- granted, it was usually raining in Seattle.

Once he entered the first floor of the building, he shook his head to get most of the water out of his hair.  He hadn’t reached the point of being completely sopping wet, but he was pretty close.  The mailman had just exited as he entered, so he figured he’d check Goldie mailbox for her so that she wouldn’t have to do it herself later.  He wasn’t trying to be nosy, but there was a small, handwritten letter with looping handwriting on it mixed in with the junk mail.  Whit wouldn’t dare open it, but there was no way he couldn’t ask about it once Goldie opened it.

He hurried upstairs and unlocked the door; Goldie was sitting on the couch waiting for him.  “Hey, I got your mail for you.”  He offered her the stack of letters and laughed awkwardly.  “Uh, there’s a weird handwritten one there.  Do you recognize the name on the return address?”  Part of the reason he was getting anxious was that he was worried it on one of her previous foster families trying to reach out.

“The handwriting is pretty fancy I have to say.”

[necromxncing]

girlz night // sylvia && goldie

Sylvia had spent the last night prepping for a girls night with Goldie.  She wasn’t really used to spending time with other girls doing, well, girly things.  It wasn’t that she didn’t want to; it was more that she never had to time between all her all-consuming work.  She’d be lying if she weren’t just a tiny bit excited, but also worried as well.  Whit had stressed to her how important this was for Goldie and how excited she was that Sylvia agreed.  She didn’t want to mess up whatever Goldie’s idyllic dreams might be.

Sylvia had purchased about 10 different types of face masks, she picked up several colors of nail polish, and she brought Goldie a gift -- a $100 gift card to a local steakhouse.  She could use it to go out with her or Whit; it didn’t really matter to her one way or the other.  She took a deep breath before knocking on the door to Goldie’s apartment.  It was unusual for her to be so nervous; it was actually a little embarrassing.  Honestly, she was so used to dealing with her very small group of friends that she had forgotten how to make new ones.

She beamed when Goldie opened up the door and lifted her arms to show off the groceries bags.  “I come bearing gifts.  I wasn’t sure what you already had here.  If you bought things as well, we might have enough stuff here to last us three more girls nights.”

[demonslayvr]

                 >> 🔥 <<            ❝         RELAX,    i know y’at least’ve heard th’  stories   ‘bout me maybe but i   . .   ain’t here t’cause y’any trouble.   PROMISE.       ❞             he breathes,  waving his hands a little bit to   TRY   and provide comfort to show nothing was in his hands.

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[whiterby]

viens avec moi \\ goldie && whit

There was a much faster way to get to France, but Whit was willing to take the long way simply for Goldie to get the full experience.  The plane ride from Seattle to Newark was cramped and uncomfortable, but luckily the flight to Paris was much more empty.  The pair had a four person row to themselves, which meant Whit could stretch his legs out and not be in someones space.  He gave Goldie the window seat, but passed out almost immediately and stayed asleep the entire 9 hour overnight flight.

He woke up to the ding of the seat belt sign lighting up and readjusted himself, wiping away stray drool.  The landing was relatively painless; although, the bounce when the plane hit the tarmac always made his stomach flip.  They quickly made their way through customs as Whit waved his work permit in the face of the customs agent.  He practically ran Goldie out of the airport.

“We only have three days before we need to go to Marseilles, so we have to make the most of Paris while we can!  It took a lot of begging to get the amount of fun money we have.”  He hailed a taxi and tossed their bags in the back without the cabbie’s help.

“Shangri-La Hotel, sil vous plait.”  The driver raised his eyebrows at the pair who certainly didn’t look like the type to stay at the Shangri-La, but he obliged.  The trek into Paris took as long as he expected with the near constant traffic.  Whit leaned back in his seat and sighed, looking out the window as they passed into Paris proper.

“We have a lot to potentially see, but since we only have three days we should probably just pick a few things you really want to do and spend the most time on that.”  He turned to look at her.  “We absolutely have to see them light up the Effiel Tower at night.  They do a little light show and you can sit on the front lawn to watch it.  Actually, we can see if from our hotel, but it’s better on the lawn.”

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