Whimsical Witches

Multi-Muse Blog for Cypress Cove RPG

[illustratedxillusions]

Stevie smiled through the tears that still hadn't quite stopped. "You know," she said quietly, "I think that's the first time you've ever said something that made forever feel... smaller." She let out a soft laugh, shaking her head. "I've spent months, years, thinking that if I couldn't promise the rest of my life then I shouldn't ask for any of yours." Her eyes searched his. "But maybe that was never fair to either of us." She felt his arms around her waist and she relaxed into them.

"I can do now." The words surprised her with how certain they sounded. "I can wake up tomorrow and choose you." She gave him a small smile. "And then maybe the day after that..." Her shoulders lifted in a tiny shrug. "...I'll choose you again." Her forehead rested against his once more. "I think that's how forever actually happens." The realization settled over her almost as she spoke it. "It isn't one giant promise." "It's a whole bunch of little ones." Clover gave an impatient snort behind them, earning an amused glance over Stevie's shoulder. "I think she's judging us." When she looked back at Ryder, there wasn't panic in her expression anymore. Just hope. "So..." she said, a smile growing a little brighter. "You offered me a horse ride." Her fingers intertwined with his. "I think I'd like that."

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"You never asked how I felt about that." he said after a moment stroking her cheek. "I'd rather have whatever you can give me than no time." he told her kissing her forehead. He smiled as she spoke of being able to do now. "Princess I'll choose you every day." he told her listening as she spoke.

He chuckled. "Do you need my help getting her saddled up. I'm sure she's missed you doing it. I've never been quite as gentle as you with any of my babies." he joked as he went to the tack room to grab Clover's saddle and Shadow's so they could ride together. "Would you prefer a ride down near the coast or in the woods." he asked.

[whimsicallywitches]

Who: Felix and Beck @scftmelodys Where: Moore Farm

Fe waved Valerie off as she let him in and left he assumed to spend time with the Harper boy. "Hey Beck Val let me in. Got some good news and some bad news for you." he said stepping into the woman's kitchen. "Bad new is one of them new calves of yours I think knocked out one of your fences. Found them grazing in our yard. "Good news is I got them all rounded up and a temporary fence in. I can fix it up tomorrow but I'd rather you approve the new patch before I put it in." he said. He knew how headstrong these Moores could get and he wasn't wanting to be on the wrong side of this woman.

[scftmelodys]

Shiloh let out a small, surprised laugh. It wasn't because what he'd said was funny. It was because she'd never heard someone speak so casually about being everything she'd been taught to fear. "…They definitely wouldn't like you," she admitted quietly. "Or me." The last two words escaped before she could stop them. She froze. It wasn't something she usually admitted aloud to another person. Her gaze dropped to the plate in Sasha's hands. "Thank you." She accepted it carefully, as though someone might still appear and tell her she'd misunderstood, that there was a price she'd forgotten to pay. When he invited her to eat with them, her instinct was immediate. "I don't want to intrude." She looked at him for a minute, trying to read him. "…Do you really mean that?" Not the invitation. The rest of it. Her eyes lifted to meet his. "'As myself.'" The words sounded foreign on her tongue. "I don't…" She hesitated, her grip tightening slightly around the edge of the plate. "I don't really know who that is yet. I've spent so long trying to be whoever everyone else wanted…" She looked down with a small, uncertain smile. "I'm not sure there's much left to introduce."

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"No I don't suppose they would. But that's fair. I don't think I'd like them if they think it's any god's will to impose their own beliefs on someone else." he said. "Especially if those beliefs hurt their kid." he said. "It's not an intrusion if I asked you to. I keep my communication very direct. If I didn't want you around you would know." he said. "And yes. Whoever that is. Even if that person is figuring themselves out." He said leading her over to the table before taking his bag and pulling out a few containers all with crystals in them that mimic all pride flags including the ally flag. "Take whatever you're thinking you are. It's a little more discrete than a flag. And this is also for you." he said pulling out a bag and pulling a pink worry stone. "It's good for anxiety rub along this part and it'll help calm you. It's rose quartz which helps promote self love."

[scftmelodys]

Shiloh stood very still. She hadn't expected a real answer. Most people either looked away when someone admitted they'd been hurting or they asked questions they had no intention of listening to the answers to. Sasha simply... understood. Her eyes lingered on him for a long moment before dropping to the plate he'd begun making. "...You were? Sorry. You don't have to answer." Her fingers tightened around the strap of her backpack before she forced herself to let go. "I..." She swallowed. "I grew up in a conservative family. They said..." Her voice dropped almost to a whisper. "That people like you were dangerous." Her eyes flicked toward the rainbow flags dancing in the breeze. "That Pride was..." She stopped, unable to make herself repeat the rest. Instead, she looked back toward Sasha, towards his daughter sitting comfortably with her plate. Toward the easy smile he'd worn from the moment he'd spoken to her. "I don't think they told me the truth..."

[whimsicallywitches]

"I've found conservative families more dangerous personally. But then all people can be. I'm sure your family would hate me. A gay Hellenistic Wiccan isn't really what people like to see." he said with a grin. "Eat with us. Get to know us before you judge. And then we can find you a place you belong as yourself free of whatever judgements your family put on you."

[scftmelodys]

Shiloh opened her mouth to answer before stopping again. You don't apologize for existing. The words settled somewhere deep inside her, awkward and unfamiliar, like someone had spoken a language she almost recognized but couldn't quite understand. She looked at him for a long moment, searching his face for the joke. "…People usually have reasons," she murmured, almost to herself. Her attention drifted toward his daughter as she happily carried her plate away. The kiss on her forehead, the easy affection, the complete certainty that she belonged there… Shiloh watched for a heartbeat longer than she'd intended before realizing she was staring. She looked away quickly. "I'm…" She hesitated at his question. "I don't know. I know that's probably a strange answer." She glanced back at the trays of food. "I've just eaten whatever I could find for a while now. So… I guess meat eater? Mostly because I never really got to choose." When he introduced himself, she smiled. "I'm Shiloh. It's… nice to meet you, Sasha." Her gaze wandered across the park again. Families laughing together. Friends draped in flags. Couples holding hands without seeming afraid of who might see them. "I was always told…" she began, before the words caught in her throat. She shook her head. "Sorry." The apology slipped out before she could stop it. "…I just didn't think it'd look like this."

[whimsicallywitches]

He saw her going again to retort and just smiled as he started making up his plate. "Some people do sure. Some people see a hurting kid and take advantage. My reason is I was that hurting kid and I want to do for others what I wish someone did for me." he said with a soft smile. "I'm not a picky eater. I'll probably eat half my girl's plate so if you want to fill yours up and figure out what you like I'll take what you don't and you can always come back for seconds." he said. He understood that on a spiritual level. "I'm gay. I've known since I was a kid what I was. I was always told it was ugly and wrong and pushed into a life I was not interested in and when I finally left it battered and bruised and with that angel over there I was cast out. This is what acceptance looks like and this is what you deserve no matter who you are."

[scftmelodys]

Shiloh startled slightly when the voice came from beside her. She hadn't even realized someone had been watching her stare at the food. Her first instinct was to apologize. "...Sorry." The word slipped out automatically before she even knew what she was apologizing for. Her gaze flickered from the trays of food to the man speaking, then to the little girl beside him. The sight gave her pause. She'd expected... she wasn't entirely sure what she'd expected. Certainly not families. Not children happily carrying plates while rainbow flags danced overhead like it was the most ordinary thing in the world. "It does smell really good," she admitted after a moment, almost shyly. When he mentioned the restaurant providing the food, she looked back toward the tables as if that somehow explained it. Advertising made more sense than simple generosity. "I just..." Her fingers tightened around the strap of her backpack. "I've been places where 'free' meant somebody expected something afterward. So I wanted to make sure." At the offer to help, she blinked in surprise. "No... no allergies." A tiny smile tugged uncertainly at one corner of her mouth. "Thank you, though." Her eyes wandered over the different dishes, clearly overwhelmed. "I don't actually know what any of this is. I've never... been to something like this before."

[whimsicallywitches]

"Hey no apologies needed. You don't apologize for existing." he told her without even thinking. He'd done that plenty when he was younger. Before he felt comfortable being himself and honestly until meeting Oz he still found himself apologizing for things he had no control over. "Doesn't it." he said as he started making his daughter's plate first. She'd been down here every year even when she was too young to conceptualize anything here. He wanted his daughter to love herself no matter what. "Hey not here. Maybe with some people but not at this picnic and not when I'm around." he said. He smiled and handed his daughter her plate. "Go take this and take a seat princess I'll be right there." he said kissing her forehead. "This is new this year. The owner opened a couple months ago." he said. "Vegatarian? Vegan? Meat eater." he asked as he started making a plate with variety for himself. "Well I'm glad I'm here to share in your first pride. I've been to 7 here. Sasha by the way."

[scftmelodys]

@cypresscove-starters

Shiloh & Open

Community Pride Picnic

The sign welcoming visitors to Cypress Cove had come and gone several miles back. Shiloh hadn't stopped to take a picture. She hadn't even slowed down. After years spent running from one place to the next, town signs had started to blur together. They all promised something different but none of them had ever promised the one thing she actually wanted. Safety. By the time she'd wandered into town, the late morning sun had already begun to settle heavily across her shoulders. Everything she owned was tucked inside the worn backpack she'd carried for years now, its straps digging familiar grooves into her skin. She'd seen signs for the park, making her way towards it in hopes she'd be able to stay there for the night. She was surprised to hear the music. The laughter. Then she was more surprised. Rainbow flags fluttered from nearly every corner. Families spread blankets across the grass. It was... Pride. She'd never actually been to one before.A handwritten sign near one of the tables caught her eye. Free Food. She frowned at it. Free? Her gaze instinctively searched for the catch. Still, she found herself drifting toward the end of the line. The line shuffled forward one person at a time until, before she'd quite realized it, she was standing at the front. Shiloh hesitated, her fingers tightened around the strap of her backpack as she glanced from the trays of food to the people serving them. "...I'm sorry," she said quietly, almost as though apologizing for asking the question at all. "...Is it really free?"

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Sasha had just gotten Bianca all set up to do her first readings. While he loved to do them he also wanted her to have a shot and people at pride were normally a lot more open to it then any other time. Especially when the readings were free. But now he got to spend the picnic with his daughter and hopefully Ozzie would join sometime. His eyes caught hold of someone he'd never seen previously looking nervous. "Doesn't it look so good." he said trying not to come off too creepy. "Probably great advertising too for the restaurant. Providing free food to the pride picnic. Need help deciding and making a plate." he asked even being not much older than her the dad in him came out as he grabbed plates for himself and his daughter. "Or if you have some food sensitivities I have some peanut better and jelly sandwiches."

[illustratedxillusions]

Beckett took a bite of his pizza as he watched Tara eating and playing with hers, letting out a small laugh. "Pizza before bath time was a good idea." He nodded. He looked over at her when she said it felt right when he was there, moving to wrap his arm around her and pull her a bit closer, kissing the top of her head. "Maybe I should come around more then.."

[whimsicallywitches]

"Food before bath is always the plan. I'll get her out of the playing with it one day but as long as she's eating now I'm happy." she said as she leaned against his side smiling at her daughter. "We'd both like that Beckett. Maybe stay over a night or two... or more." she asked

[whimsicallywitches]

"Who cares though. It's fun and if the owner has an issue he can talk to me." she said shaking her head. Probably not good to challenge Fionn but she grew up all around these people. She could probably find a way to get him to just calm down and be quiet especially if he was getting free live music.

She bopped her head along with the tune and listened to him singing the lyrics smiling. They were always a fun break.

"My whole life. Born and raised on the Coast. Now I have my own apartment down in Southside." she told him. "How long have you been around. I am certain if you'd been here for a couple of years I'd know you." she joked.

[greekolivexlyre]

"The owner?"

Luca laughed and shook his head,

"We are not fighting the owner on this, but I do appreciate the offer."

He watched her closely as she bobbed her head along to the tune. He was glad to make someone's night. It was also nice to play and be heard again. It had been a while.

"Born and raised,"

He echoed back to her, giving a small nod.

"I've only been here for about six months, but I see the small town lore. I feel very out of place a lot of times. Everybody knows everybody. Except me..."

[whimsicallywitches]

“ oh he’s a teddy bear. Okay he’s not. But his husband is and I’m sure it wouldn’t be hard to sweet talk him.” She said grinning.

She shook her head. “You’re not out of place. You’re just settling but if you’re here you belong here. Just sounds like you need to take part in more town events.” She told him. “And the right guide to show you around. Learn who you can shit talk and who you wanna be wary of their temper.”

[whimsicallywitches]

Lex had his hand on his daughter's shoulder. She wasn't as hyperactive as he knew some kids could get but he wouldn't put it past her now that she's seen the room for itself that she might run off to check it all out and he understood she was a child but this wasn't a purely kids place he didn't expect it to be one hundred percent child safe. He let her lead as Fox showed them to their table and he helped her onto the chair.

"Last week I turned six." she said holding up 5 fingers before looking at her hand and silently counting before putting the extra one up. "Daddy said we could be all fancy at the pretty place but I have to be polite and sit nicely." she said making him smile. She looked over at her dad at the question. "Well tell the nice woman what you like." he urged. "Pie ma'am." she said after a moment looking a little nervous like there was a wrong answer.

[downxbyxaxcove]

“Six? Wow! That’s such a great age.” Fox offered, smiling brightly as she watched the little girl start with 5 fingers before realizing that she needed an extra one. She glanced from the little girl to her father when she explained that she could be at the pretty place but she needed to be polite and sit nicely. “That is very good advice. Good table manners…” She said in a soft voice.

She waited patiently for the little one to decide what dessert she liked. “Pie. Perfect. Do you like chocolate, peanut butter, cherry, or apple?” She asked, before looking toward Lex. “And what would dad like? I think he has earned a little treat too for being such an amazing dad willing to have a tea party.”

[whimsicallywitches]

Lex smiled grateful the woman played along. He knew that it wasn’t always the easiest with children and especially in a service industry. He’d seen plenty of his own staff not have the patience to deal with a kid. He generally tried to take their tables just to make it easier on everyone.

“Cherry.” He heard his daughter say sounding shy as she looked at him almost asking his permission as if he would be able to ever deny her. “It’s your birthday daisy bell. Whatever you want.” He said. He looked at her and shook his head. “Who wouldn’t enjoy a tea party. And I have no real preferences or allergies so bring me whatever you’d order you look like someone with good taste.”

[whimsicallywitches]

"Trust me you'll get drunk and actually enjoy it." he told him as he started mixing a drink together. Sweeter than he might normally do knowing how much his boss seemed to be intending to drink and how this would get it to go down easier and quicker. "The water isn't to cut you off. It's to keep you hydrated so your dumbass doesn't have the hangover of the century after you get blackout drunk here tonight. Also keys please. I'll get you an uber when I feel like you do need cutting off." he said holding his hand out.

"You act like water is only needed to sober you up. Who here actually makes these drinks and knows what bullshit you're going to have after you're done. Better to get the water in you while you're sober than have to force feed it to you when you're puking."

He shrugged. "Well their fucking loss. Fuck them what are parents even good for." he said raising a shot glass he keeps on hand filled with water so he could cheers patrons without getting himself drunk. "Hey if it makes you feel any better I'm far worse of a disappointment than you are boss."

[downxbyxaxcove]

Bellamy smiled softly, letting out a deep sigh. “Oh, right… I’m old now. Hangovers come and get me pretty hard. They didn’t used to, but now they knock me on my ass.” He agreed, resting his chin on the countertop. He shook his head. “I don’t have them. They are in my desk drawer in my office. I didn’t renew my lease agreement. I’m working on renovating the apartment upstairs so I can move in there… I’ve been sleeping on the couch in my office.” He confessed, before making a bit of a face. He couldn’t believe he’d just admitted that out loud.

Reaching out, Bellamy wrapped his hand around the water glass. “Okay, okay, I will drink water…” He smirked a bit, taking a swig. He grumbled to himself. “Somewhere, out there, in the big wide world, there are people who actually don’t hate their parents. This room? Ain’t that room…” He chuckled a bit. His brow furrowed though and he shook his head. “What are you talking about? You aren’t a disappointment. You are a hard fucking worker.”

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“Exactly old man.” He said with a grin as he mixed the drink setting it in front of him. He raised an eyebrow. “Well that sucks. I’d offer my couch but it’s a little cramped and it’s still a couch there unless Fae would welcome you into his bed.” He joked. “He’d probably shoot me before I could get through offering that.” He shook his head smiling a bit.

“This room is the epitome of daddy issues.” He said with a nod looking around. “Oh no I’m a major disappointment. My parents had no use for f…a queer son.” He said deciding not to say that word in front of his boss even if it was the word his dad said when tossing him out.

[whimsicallywitches]

Brad had been walking to work preferring that to using his car as much as possible. Especially in the summer when it was warm and beautiful out and it reminded him the world wasn’t dull and grey. What he hadn’t been expecting on his way was Luciano. Frowning he rushed to his side. “Hey hey are you alright. Do you need me to grab you a water.” He asked kneeling next to the other man. He’d heard words in a language he didn’t understand but pushed them aside couldn’t get caught up in trying to piece out what he had been saying “do you need me to call someone?”

He looked around before pulling his phone out to get ready. He wouldn’t call unless the man said to or he passed out. No one needed an ambulance bill after all. Still he kept watching him for any signs of something needing done

[downxbyxaxcove]

At three o’clock, Luciano could lock his office door and wait for the feeling to pass without work getting in the way. Right now though, he had to get through. He was sure he could do it. He was trying to pick up the bag, trying to clean up the mess he’d made when someone appeared beside him. Oh, no… that must have meant he looked even worse than he thought he did. He shook his head slightly at the questions. So many questions. English jumbled together, but he could make out the majority of it. Water. Call someone. He shook his head a second time. 

“Fine.” He chose the word very carefully because it was hard not to use Italian. He slowly pushed himself up straight and moved to stand up to his feet. “I don’t need anyone. I’m alright. My hand just…” He mimicked dropping his bag.

[whimsicallywitches]

Brad nodded as he listened to the man taking note and making sure he was indeed good. He couldn’t really tell but he wasn’t going to overstep too much he doubted he’d like it if he was crowded and hounded when not feeling well. “Alright. I get it. I drop shit all the time. Would never be able to do the shit my brother could.” He said.

“Hey you know what this is great. I hate walking to work alone so maybe it’s a sign to have a new walking buddy.” He said grinning. He wouldn’t crowd but he wasn’t going to let the man collapse on the street again. “Brad by the way. Pretty sure I’ve seen you rushing around like some overworked intern.”

[greekolivexlyre]

Cody glared at Cat for probably longer than necessary. She was very much aware that Cat didn't ask for her help and that she was not responsible for Cat. She was responsible for no one, but herself. Yet there was no world where she would just leave someone stranded on the side of the road when she could help. She was not selfish like that.

"I'm aware, Cat, and I wasn't asking if I could help you."

She let out a huff and bulldozed her way past Cat anyway, immediately beginning to run through the regular checks on an engine. She pulled a towel from the pocket of her leather jacket and ran it along the dipstick.

"This was serviced recently?"

Cody shook her head, holding the towel out to show Cat the sludge.

"If it was then you got screwed, because this oil is like... crusty and shit. This oil is old. Good news, it can be fixed. Bad news, it needs an oil change and probably completely flushed. I can do if you would like, but not on the side of the road..."

[whimsicallywitches]

It felt odd to be on the other end of a glare. Especially one from Princess Polly who was far too good to exist. She wished she'd leave so the gnawing guilt that trickled up whenever she saw her would disappear.

"Then why are you." she said with a sigh shaking her head.

She watched as she worked the car easily as if she was born to do something like this. Of all the things she knew how to do car maintenance was never one. She could deal with her bike easy enough but once it got 4 wheels she was way over her head.

"Okay fine not recently. But who has oil change money." she said with a frown. "And how much will that run me. Anything in a shop is like three times the cost and I really would like to not be evicted this month if I can help it.

[greekolivexlyre]

location: the pier open starter joaquin whitlow | && | @cypresscove-starters

Joaquin was beginning to suspect Cypress Cove had a staring problem.

Or maybe he did. That was probably more likely.

He sat outside with a coffee slowly cooling between his hands, one ankle resting over the opposite knee as he watched people move along the pier.

Couples. Families. Someone walking a dog. Normal. Everything here seemed aggressively normal.

Joaquin took a drink from his coffee and immediately grimaced.

Cold.

"Fantastic."

He'd been in Cypress Cove just long enough to surprise his sister, get himself a job, and learn exactly three streets without relying on his phone. By his calculations, that practically made him a local.

His attention shifted when movement nearby caught his eye. Someone had stopped. Joaquin watched them for a second longer than was probably socially acceptable before lifting his coffee in their direction.

"You good?"

The question came naturally. He sighed almost immediately and leaned back in his chair.

"Sorry. Occupational hazard. I work security. Apparently that means I've forgotten how to mind my own damn business."

Joaquin gestured vaguely toward the empty seat beside him on the bench.

"You can sit if you want."

[whimsicallywitches]

Priya had been in town for a bit now. Coming when her brother landed here she knew she wanted to be near him and the hospital here was renowned so it was a no brainer for her to pick up and move and live in a new place. Even still she felt very foreign. Like she didn't belong. It's why she came down to the pier. the waves on the beach and the saltwater were calming. And it was quiet. No one talked so it didn't bother her that she had no one to talk to.

That also meant she was surprised when someone talked to her. Her head turned. "No no you're fine. just enjoying the beach without having to worry about getting sand everywhere." she said. "How are you."

[downxbyxaxcove]

Where: Outside Magnolia Reserve Whom: ?? // @cypresscove-starters

Luciano had learned to recognize the feeling. The world felt like it had shifted half an inch to the left. He'd woken up with the feeling. That subtle heaviness behind his eyes. The strange fatigue that coffee wasn't capable of touching. A faint, persistent sensation that his body was sending flares to warn him. But not today. He couldn't do it together. He didn't have time.

He had court filings to finish, clients that expected calls, and a mountain of paperwork waiting patiently on his desk. Whatever electric spasms his brain was planning on could wait until after business hours. He could not have a seizure until after business hours.

Luciano adjusted the strap on his leather satchel against his shoulder as he made his way down the sidewalk. He had a paper bag with a bagel in one hand and a hot coffee in the other. He'd barely taken three bites before his stomach decided it wasn't his thing today. He slowed for a moment, grimacing at the brightness of the sun and how loud everything sounded. "No, grazie." he murmured to himself. He took another step and his paper bag slipped.

He reached for it instinctively, but he did not have the coordination to catch. First the bag then his coffee... strewn across the concrete below. He let out a slow growl. "-tanto non avevo fame." -wasn't hungry anyway. For a moment, he just remained crouched on the sidewalk. Breathing slowly through his nose and willing for this day to fix itself.

[whimsicallywitches]

Brad had been walking to work preferring that to using his car as much as possible. Especially in the summer when it was warm and beautiful out and it reminded him the world wasn’t dull and grey. What he hadn’t been expecting on his way was Luciano. Frowning he rushed to his side. “Hey hey are you alright. Do you need me to grab you a water.” He asked kneeling next to the other man. He’d heard words in a language he didn’t understand but pushed them aside couldn’t get caught up in trying to piece out what he had been saying “do you need me to call someone?”

He looked around before pulling his phone out to get ready. He wouldn’t call unless the man said to or he passed out. No one needed an ambulance bill after all. Still he kept watching him for any signs of something needing done

[downxbyxaxcove]

Where: The Marina Whom: ?? // @cypresscove-starters

The marina was peaceful. The water lapped gently against the docks, gulls wheeled lazily overhead, and the salty breeze carried just enough coolness to take the edge off the afternoon heat. Rowena, however, was having none of that peace. She was halfway inside the small storage compartment beneath the bow of her boat, one leg sticking awkwardly in the air as she muttered a colorful assortment of complaints. "I know you're in there, you smug devil! Don't you start with me..." She reached further, but failed to succeed in what she was attempting.

She backed herself out just enough to sit on the deck with an exaggerated sigh. "My wrench is in there..." she informed no one in particular. She looked around though and noticed someone walking past. "Oh! You there! I'm terribly sorry to interrupt your day... but would you mind terribly lending an arm. Mine appears to have come up six inches short... I'd crawl all the way in after it, but at my age I don't think I'd come back out..."

[whimsicallywitches]

Nova had just been walking considering bringing lunch to Stevie and her dad. She knew things had overall been weird at home and she didn’t want to intrude too much on her best friend. She smiled at Rowena.

“No worries. I think I’ll be able to grab it for you. I might need your help getting out.” She told her as she went over to look in wondering the best way to get the wrench.

[downxbyxaxcove]

Where: Wake Up Coffee Whom: ?? // @cypresscove-starters

The newspaper landed on the table in front of her with enough force to make the coffee ripple in its cup. "Absolute shite." Saoirse folded her arms, glaring at the front page. She'd read the article once. Then she made the mistake of reading it a second time. "Could Cypress Cove soon find itself searching for a new sheriff? A new detective? Perhaps even a new police officer?" Her Irish accent sharpened around every syllable.

"Oh, aye. Why stop there? Why don't we sack the postmaster while we're at it? Close the library. Burn the bloody courthouse to the ground all because one little boy said something with a little opinion?" She scoffed. "No formal personnel changes have been announced, but here's three paragraphs as to why we encourage everyone to imagine things that way..." She rolled her eyes, lifting her coffee to her lips.

"Petty immature gossip. There is real important things going on and the newspaper chooses slander!" She looked up as someone approached. "And your opinion on this rubbish is?"

[whimsicallywitches]

Blake knew they ultimately shouldn't go out and get coffee. Purchasing it at home was cheaper but they also like little treats every once in a while and Wake Up Coffee was one of their vices. After all they doubted they'd really change anything in their like with a 10 dollar treat every other week.

"Isn't that what the government is run on here petty gossip and fear mongering" Blake said realizing the questions the woman posed were probably rhetorical but still she was posing the to a public forum of a coffee shop. "At the end of the day does any of this really matter. Mayor Beauchamp will run unopposed talk up what he does for the city as if it helps anyone and then if someone questions him use his good grace to look like he's coming to the table and make anyone with concerns sound like they're rubbish and jealous or something. I stopped caring about the politicking of that man years ago." They said when they were asked further. Maybe it was too candid a response but what could he do to them. Kick them out of their shitty apartment.