#joyfcl

[magdalomaniiia]

starter: @joyfcl

“It’s a bit early to be this happy, isn’t it?” Magda asked, excitement before breakfast often off-putting at best and a nuisance at medium and a torture at worst. “Is there an event? Or occasion? Or do you just have this much energy?”

[dianaguste]

“Um, I don’t know. I thought they looked kinda dashing.” from joy

“Honey, no. How many times do I have to tell you. You can’t wear the floral tights with something other than a simple dress of a complementary color.” Honestly, Diana wished she’d burn the things, but Joy seemed to like them and wouldn’t do that so she found a compromise. But she was wearing a patterned shirt with a bolt skirt and these impossibly loud tights and Diana couldn’t bear it. “Please pick something else. Or at least a different top.”

@joyfcl

[toulouse-magnifique]

After a busy week of work, Toulouse was ready for a few days off. He loved his job, and he loved the arts, but some weeks were just more stressful than others. This weekend he had purposely left the laptop with all his work on at his office. Whatever had to be done could wait until Monday. Parking outside his favourite junk food restaurant, Toulouse climbed off his motorbike with his phone in his hand, texting to see what was going on on the island tonight. Unaware of his surroundings, he only looked up when he accidentally bumped into somebody. “Oh, I’m sorry, I wasn’t-” He stopped, and looked up at the person he bumped into, his smile softening a little. “Oh, hey, Joy. Are you, I’m sorry, are you ok?”  @joyfcl​