❛ • — closed starter to / @rosebleds
MARSHA : ‘ mmm sure , you big baby. ’ she teases jacinta , taking a bite from her donut as she walked over to & through the door with jacinta linked in her arms . ‘ whatever, listen. we’re going downstairs to bid our farewells and you — you better be ready when we’re back —– no, no ! we’re doing this. you’re staying. my uncle’s been shying away from sessions and i believe he has a lot to say – to you, too ! he’s a wise, wise man and you have issues , i’m sure . no one’s this perfect . ’ a pause & she contemplates on ways to dish out her mind’s work for the little blonde’s favor in this proposition --- perhaps hers too ? if noel stays , basil wouldn’t have to make two trips & she gets to soak up in his silk shirt’s presence a little while longer --- and then it appears in all it’s foul glory : that all-knowing smirk right on her strawberry frosting stained lips . ‘ --- and if you’re oh so worried about your compeer , he can stay . ’ is it too early ? maybe . but who cares !
NOEL : ‘ nah, i’m – i’m good. ’ bony fingers attempt to rub the tired away from his eyes . unsure of how this night has transpired , but as guests began to seep out & marsha has slipped herself into more comfortable clothing , noel figured it might as well be him leaving too & already anticipated the drive home with jacinta ( or any time they’d spend together . apparently sticking to her side the entire night sharing timid smiles over loud conversations wasn’t enough . even brushing hands once... ) --- and basil , who’d drove them into this manor noel had almost gotten lost in twice this one night , and he’s overly thankful for that . ‘ hey, i can still call for an uber. honestly. you don’t have to drive us all the way back. ’ he speaks to basil , embarrassment has caught up quick enough so he attempts to joke that away . ‘ or i can just ask one of the guys to bring the van over --- with the ropes and chloroform . ’