After his successful conversation with
Cydon, Coffea felt elated. Finally everything felt fixed, or on its way there,
and the entire Event was behind them. He tried hard not to think about the
choice he had to make at the end of his month, the day before his birthday,
because he had no idea what his answer would be. Now it was harder than ever.
His mood was so good that the entire house
felt it. When he found Papaver hovering over a cookbook, he hooked an arm over
his shoulders. “Can I smell what the Pap is cooking?”
“A wrestling reference? Really?”
“Wrestling is fantastic,” Coffea gasped.
“How dare you sound so disgusted.”
i want to see alex and maggie in bed together. i want to see alex in reading glasses with her book, and maggie with her messy bun working on paperwork. i want maggie finally snuggling down to go to sleep and alex absentmindedly rubbing her back while she reads some more. i want to see alex already awake some morning, watching maggie sleep because she looks so cute even though she snores a little bit. i want to see maggie coming in extra late when alex is already asleep, crawling into bed and immediately big spooning alex so she can kiss her neck because she’s happy to be home. i just really want those sweet, domestic moments that happen naturally when you’re comfy with someone.
“Like, Tatiana was not necessarily meant to cry. It was supposed to be an emotional moment, but she just laughed in joy and she just broke, and it was just tears and she was just weeping. And Evelyne was just like, ‘Oh, my God.’ And holding each other—that moment was so real and so raw between the two of them.” -ORPHAN BLACK 508 WRITER AISHA PORTER-CHRISTIE