Prompt: Riley moves to London and Lucas gives her something to remember him by. [✖]
Word Count: 2088
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“Have you made your decision?” Auggie asks.
“Yes, please don’t try and talk me out of it..” Topanga has a look of emotional pain written all over her face.
“We won’t,” Riley says even though her heart is breaking.
“We know better,” Cory adds with a smile. He truly would follow her anywhere. “You’ve always done what’s best for us, so we do this one for you.”
“I want to take the job in London,” Topanga can barely get the words out. Riley feels like her world is falling apart but she tries to keep it together for her mothers sake, she knew this wouldn’t have been an easy decision to make.
“So we move to London,” Cory says in the same soft tone he had spoken in before.
“Together,” Riley nods as she gives her younger brothers hand a squeeze.
Maya was present for Topanga’s announcement and had slept over at Riley’s to cry all night. The brunette tries to compose herself, she had to be strong for Maya, for her mother, for Auggie and for herself.
Riley couldn’t bear four individual conversations having to relive the sad truth over and over; she was leaving. So, the following day at school she plans to tell the rest of her friends in one go. Rip the bandaid off. But this bandaid felt like it was apart of her skin and removing it felt impossible.
Riley asks them all to meet her in the hole at school. They knew Riley’s mother was considering the job offer but none of them truly believed Topanga would take it and especially with the informal place Riley asked to meet they all assumed she was staying. They were wrong.
Public Male Bonding. Over the weekend, a lucky fan met Richard Armitage, Lee Pace, and an unnamed friend while they were out midnight snacking on kebabs because why not.
According to Jessi, Lee didn’t agree to a pic because he’s shy. (which is Lee-speak for “No one’s supposed to know I’m in Berlin because as far as anyone knew, I’ve been filming my new movie in New York.”) Other than that, Jessi seemed to have a lovely encounter.
I like to think that Thorne and the rest of the Rampion crew assume Cress can’t dance, especially since she’s spent so much time in solitude. So when Kai invites the whole gang to the Peace Ball, Thorne, thinking he’s being pretty romantic, asks her if she wants to take dancing lessons. Cress informs him that she does know how to dance–thank you very much–and then proceeds to waltz around the room like an expert.
Thorne would laugh to himself because, of course Cress knows how to dance. She’s a genius. So he steps up to her mid-waltz and takes her hand and pulls her close. And then they both realize that Cress only knows how to lead because the only dancing partner she’s ever had was her pillow.
They both laugh about it and Thorne lets her lead every time they dance, even in front of everyone at the ball, because frankly he’d follow her anywhere.
The afternoon was bright and as Hettie walked along the cobbled streets with her basket held on her arm, she admired the little trinkets in the stores around her. The sun gave her pale skin a warm glow and she stepped into the bakery to collect Dorothy’s favourite loaf. As the man at the counter processed everything, she stared longingly at the iced buns in the centre display cabinet. It was a rare occasion for her to receive or collect treats, even for the mistress, and it was even rarer for her to be able to indulge in them. And she was certain she didn’t have enough pennies of her own to spoil herself for a moment. Thanking the gentleman behind the counter, she placed the loaf wrapped in brown paper in her wicker basket and left the shop. Her next stop was a small coffee shop that Dorothy and she had gone to together as young children and where Hettie now went alone to buy luxurious coffee beans. They were more of a treat than iced buns to her now, because they held memories of when Dorothy was a pleasant young lady.
Stood at the shelves outlining the coffee shop, the little maid stretched onto her toes to reach the little package, her skirt lifting only a little to reveal her boots as she struggled to grasp the bag with her nimble fingers. Finally pulling it down, she stumbled for only a moment, knocking a lady and quickly she burst out in a flame of apologies and requests for forgiveness. Her cheeks were scarlet against her pale complexion and she felt awfully embarrassed as she now clutched the little brown bag of coffee beans that she needed to take to the counter to pay for.
Rory followed behind Laura, hell… he’d follow her anywhere. The alpha they’d met earlier in the week had offered them a place in his pack. She was much more keen than he felt about the offer. He’d never had an alpha, he had no idea what it meant. But he adored Laura and if she said that was what she was going to do, he was helpless to say anything.
They went to the apartment building he told them about and helped themselves in and up to his penthouse. They’d be moving into it if this meeting panned out.
They opened the door and the alpha was there, waiting for them, looking out the window and watching the sunset.