#mcclarington

[mccclaralouise]

“It never took much convincing to make me believe in you.”

[marvelousrps]

[text] Are you still up? I can’t sleep.

McClarington

[Mase] mh

[Mase] hold on ica n be awake

[Mase] do u wanna talk?

[Mase] that was a dumb quesion.

[Mase] of course you do

[Mase] or u wouldn t have textd me.

[Mase] okay I’ll stop rapid firing messeges so u can actually tell me whas up

[mccclaralouise]

Not one person shipped Mcclarington... not one

I’m not really sure what “shipped” means, but I recognize McClarington. Hunter came up with it. Anyway, it doesn’t matter anymore does it? He’s gone. Will you please just leave me be?

[mccclaralouise]

Clara was sitting on her bed with Rufus when she heard her mother’s voice telling her there was an owl for her. Not expecting anything, she knew it had to be something good and jumped off to hurry into the family room, the heavy footsteps of the red-haired vizsla following close behind. Seeing a brown-paper package and letter underneath the tree that hadn’t been there when they’d opened presents earlier that morning, she walked over and sat down beside it. Opening the letter first, she smiled as she read…

“Because they’re beautiful, just like you. -HC”

Hunter. Of course. Who else would send a Christmas present to arrive when the day was nearly over? The mild annoyance was overtaken by the reminder that there was an actual present for her, and she quickly tore through the paper wrapping and the tape over the opening of the box. Pulling the contents out of their container, she smiled, making a mental note to thank him later. They were the most beautiful pieces she’d ever seen, he’d outdone himself.

[mccclaralouise]

I think you're a wonderful, beautiful girl who makes a hell of a girlfriend but an even better best friend. Glad we're getting back there.

You’re crazy. I love it.

[mccclaralouise]

McClarington Texts

Hunter: Do you understand that /that/ isn't my fault? You two were the ones who made it public, not me, and I defend you every time someone says you knew.

Clare: I know.

Clare: I'm sorry, I'm still kinda mentally exhausted from everything yesterday and I just want to be able to get a hug from you without people wanting to kill me

Clare: Sorry

[mccclaralouise]

Text: As upset as I am about it being made into a public spectacle, I owe you an apology too. I didn't have an obligation to tell you anything going on with anyone else, especially considering what happened on your birthday was pretty heat of the moment, but out of respect for you I should've told you afterwards that something was going on with someone else. I'm sorry, and salvaging a friendship is still something I'd want to do if you're willing.

[text]: Do you understand how low standing I am with everyone right now? Kelsey practically called me a homewrecker, that I did it on purpose.

[mccclaralouise]

☯ moving on scares me. a lot. you're a hell of a lady for anyone to live up to.

Then don’t.