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Starter for @mackenzie-mchaleacn
“Hey,” A hand waves across the newsroom in the direction of--- whatever her name is. Something about her annoys him; she’s too peppy and enthusiastic, and he’s sure she won’t last through the week. There’s a chance she won't even last through the day. “Hey,” Another call goes unnoticed and he takes a few more steps in her direction, a handful of ties in one hand and his other waving at her, “Ponytail, HEY.”
{ From here for @mackenzie-mchaleacn}
[ TEXT : MACKENZIE ] Who is this?
“i care about you a lot but i don’t know how to show it without being annoying”
“Mackenzie, let me be crystal clear on this,” His monotone allows for sarcasm and annoyance at the same time, “The only thing you ever had to do to show me you care a whole lot was keep your skirt on around your ex-boyfriend.”
Some of us have moved on
"Some of us have moved on." "Yeah, you've mentioned that." I can leave. You can have the same show with another producer!" "We can have that discussion." "Why don't we have it now?" "Yeah. Some of us moved on three and a half years ago, and forgot to tell me!" That night after the broadcast, the whole staff went to Hang Chew's. Will was drinking his scotch on the other side of the table while Mackenzie focused on her drink trying to ignore the fact the Will was there on the far end of the table. Of course, she knew for sure that she lied when she said she's moved on because it's the clear opposite. She was still waiting for him. For fuck's sake, it has always been him all along. While Will was hopeful she did not mean what she said, he found himself standing with his eyes darkened in front of Mackenzie while the latter got flustered. Will stared at her with adoration, from her long sexy legs, to her waist, then her chest... while he missed all of her, he swallowed. He looked at her lips which he fucking missed being on his, and to her eyes, the eyes that loved to look at his. He leaned in closer, hoping that no one was looking and that his staff were drunk wnough to not be paying attention to their bosses, he pulled her up, by her waist... and whispered in a cracking voice, full of love, adoration, mixed with lust... "Don't move on, I need you."
