Will & Mac
I kinda wanna read another textpost series where Will and Mac are not yet there. Those days when Will could not admit that he loves Mac and that he never stopped. 😁
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Will & Mac
I kinda wanna read another textpost series where Will and Mac are not yet there. Those days when Will could not admit that he loves Mac and that he never stopped. 😁
The Newsroom OTP
After a long day, it's Mackenzie and Will that make me cheerful again. Thank you!
"Now, you wanna play golf or you just wanna fuck around?" -- Leona Lansing Feels as if life is asking me this.
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Mackenzie McHale had asked for a meeting; this was either going to be really good, or really disastrous. She works for Will McAvoy, in the same way Liv sort of works for Rafael: not really at all. Same goals, different means and methods. Will McAvoy is the face of News Night and Rafael has no doubt that Mac is the heart, soul, liver and spleen of the show. Just like he is the face of justice for SVU’s victims, but Liv is the heartbeat and the breath in his lungs that gets them into court.
He’s already ordered a scotch. It’s only 1 p.m., but he knows he’s going to need it. Mac is not the concise type. He grins around the rim of his glass as he takes a sip; if Liv talked as much as Mac does, they couldn’t be friends. Mac’s smart and hard as nails, but she talks. And talks. And talks. Hence the scotch. He couldn’t very well say no; not only would it be impolitic, it would be impolite. Will McAvoy was still talked about at the Brooklyn DA’s office when Rafael was there. Hell, he’d met the man a few times in his younger and more ambitious days. Will had been a hell of a prosecutor; him and Atticus Finch are Rafael’s two biggest inspirations.
He hails Mac when he sees her come in, bemused. He gets to his feet as she moves towards him, stepping around the table to pull out her chair.
“Mackenzie, always a pleasure,” he says with a small grin. “I’d’ve ordered you a drink but I didn’t know what you’d like.” Liv drinks full bodied reds; Rita Calhoun drinks light whites. He doesn’t seen Mac enough to remember what she likes, but he should make an effort. His Abuelita raised a gentleman, after all.