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marchstephanie:

A day at work was much different mid January then December. Instead of running around like a chicken with it’s head cut off the owner could relax back in her office with a latte and scone to go over numbers while planning for the future. It was nice! This holiday season all locations had done amazingly well leaving the company in the position to hand out bonuses and make a few minor changes without even a small dent in funds. Life was good! Red painted lips remained pulled to a smile practically all day despite the caged lions clawing at insides. As soon as slender fingers waved goodbye to beauty consultants and make up artists it wouldn’t be long before a serious talk was had. Most would assume such heavy conversations were had long before the diamond ring slid down the Queen of Law and Order’s finger, but they would be wrong. The engagement had been a surprise for all seeing as how the two weren’t even entangled in a relationship. Love was present and that’s all Stephanie needed to take the next step - or next 5. Prada’s were toed off by the door before gloves, coat, and scarf were removed and placed in the closet. Winter brought on a terrible chill that left the woman aching to the bone some days. With the heat set on 72 the home felt just right as slack covered legs moved the actress into the kitchen were a bottle of red was opened to breathe. Ambiance. She needed it so the fireplace was quickly switched on to provide such. To change or not to change? Before an answer could be reached there was a knocking on the door sending those lions into a tizzy along with her head. “Here goes nothing.” Was mumbled to herself.

As soon as blue eyes laid eyes on the brunette everything settled. A large smile took over as a hand reached out to hook in the front of Mariska’s pants to pull her into a rather heated kiss. It felt like forever since lips met which was not a welcomed feeling. “Hey.” Was whispered breathlessly once Stephanie released the hold and moved to let the other enter her home. “I’ve got a bottle of your favorite red breathing. It should be ready if you’d like a glass with dinner?” Eyes caught sight of the bag after the smell practically had the woman salivating. Had she eaten since breakfast? Mind you breakfast was often much later than others but still. The door was closed behind the brown eyed beauty before the bag taken from her hand. “How was work?” Barefoot made their way across wooden floors to the kitchen were boxes were removed from the bag and placed on the counter. “Should we eat at the table, the bar, or in the living room?” The bedroom would have been offered if red sauce wasn’t involved. Something about spilling a dark sauce on satin bed sheets just didn’t sit well - which made little sense considering red wine was often drank in there. “We can dive into the hard topics after we sit and settle.” Though the nerves may do Steph in before that moment.

An appreciative hum immediately rang in her throat as lips crashed together. Talk about a warm welcome! Her free hand rode to lightly grip her fiancée’s side as they pulled apart, so she could lean in once more for another kiss. “Hey to you, too.” A smile had taken over Mariska’s face that surely wasn’t going to be wiped away any time soon, even with the conversations that were to be had. Making her way into the blonde’s home, she moved effortlessly as though her name had been on the papers all along. But then again, that’s how things were with Stephanie. Natural. “My favorite red?” Brown eyes twinkled as she looked in the other woman’s direction. “A woman constantly after my own heart, I swear!” Not that she hadn’t won it over some time ago. “I certainly can’t complain too much about work. People seem to be pleased with the way things are going for Olivia’s life, so it’s been pretty darn easy to fall into character...” However, decades later and it all came to her as though it were something as simple as breathing. “I was more excited about it winding down, so I could see you, though. I feel like work had taken over once more. I’d like to go back to the days between Christmas and the week after New Year’s Eve.” Her smile grew even more so with thoughts of what happened. “Everything was simple and filled with you regularly.” The older woman moved to stand behind the younger and brought her hands up to rest gently upon her waist. “I’m okay with any of those, as long as we can be comfortable.” A kiss was dropped at the base of Stephanie’s neck with a light sigh. It was content but still due to nerves. There was absolutely no way of telling what was to come with the ‘hard topics’ that were to come.

Reluctantly pulling herself from behind the other, Mariska went about grabbing two glasses for the wine and leaned in to smell the bottle that had been opened. “Mmm,” she mused before glancing back up in the blonde’s direction. “I feel like the table would be our best bet. An easy clean up, and then we can retire to the couch, or wherever else you’d like to be.” Sculpted eyebrows wiggled before she picked up the bottle and made her way over to the table where the glasses were set down and immediately poured. Her previous steps had been retraced as the older woman made her way back towards the front door to deposit her shoes and make herself more at home before she shuffled back. “I would just likely to start this whole thing off by saying that I love you, more than I could ever possibly imagine, and I hope you know that whatever it is you’d like to say won’t be taken in - well, Steph, I don’t want you to feel like anything needs to be sugarcoated. It’s our future...” Her hand came up to rest upon the back of the chair she was going to sit in, as the bottom of one foot moved to press to the side of her leg, leaving her standing on only one. “...not that I expect you to do anything of the sort.” A small chuckle fell from her lips as she shook her head. Stephanie was anything but one to hold her tongue; it was one of the many things she loved about her.

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It had been a relatively long day on set, but then again, what Monday wasn’t just that? Two days off - when available - was just something that took a toll come the work week starting back up. And of course, Mariska was up bright and early to get it all started as soon as possible. Call times before nine in the morning should be outlawed! A proposition she would certainly sign on the dotted line for, but such was life. It didn’t help that recent conversations sat heavy on the seasoned actress’ heart. No, that just kind of made everything drag on all the more. All she wanted to do was call cut, pack up and head on over to her fiancée’s house, so they could figure everything out and possibly start planning more for the future. Fiancée. It was still such a foreign word, but it brought the biggest smile to her face every time a simple thought of Stephanie popped into her head; not to mention when someone brought up the woman, their engagement, her ring... Honestly, that list was long. Just about anything Stephanie could make her smile, and it had been the case for as long as she could remember. It just beamed brighter now than ever before.

She couldn’t get off set faster than she did had their been a fire. Nothing was going to keep her from making her way over to her other half’s home. Her better half, if you will. The younger woman would probably argue it - if not eat it up - but they knew the truth. Mariska would always feel as though the woman that she loved was far better than she was, even if she knew there was an equal. It wasn’t something she’d back down from either. However, that was all neither here nor there. Italian from the spot they had originally shared a meal from over a year ago was purchased, in a nostalgic manner, before she found herself planted on the blonde’s door step. Sneaker clad feet quickly brought her inside and up to the woman’s penthouse door before knuckles wrapped lightly against it. A sense of giddiness bubbled within her as she stood waiting for the other woman to answer the door. A giddiness that was always present when Stephanie was around. And despite her not being seen, the woman’s presence was about to be bestowed upon her. Kisses. Hugs. Simply seeing her. All of which helped dampen the feelings that had previously bubbled up. If nothing else, she knew they would come out on the other end with a level of understanding and agreement. They had been through so much over time, and look where they were now! Anything was possible between them.

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msarahpaulsons:

That’s what you call an “off” day, and I’ve had many. I could be holding my phone and still remain to look for it. I don’t think i’d go that far, other then my classes, but i’d be lying if i said i wouldn;t have laughed at your friend for that either.  You know what, it’s better to just think like that instead. Unless my brains being a complete ass and i’m forgetting something extremely important one day and never remember.

Seriously! I laughed far more than I should, honestly, because I was the ass that didn’t point it out to them. If I never remember what I was looking for, then I wouldn’t be too mad about it, honestly. No skin off my teeth!

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pagsbrewster:

Pinching I can deal with. I’ll just pinch you back. Keep the ones who have seen you naked close is my motto so I’m glad you feel the same.

A tit for tat method will most likely leave us both bruised, if that’s the case. That sounds about right to me. I’m not too sure what that says about us, but it’s not something I’m going to think too much about.

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anna-snow:

August is really that tall?! I feel like I haven’t seen him in forever so that’s a bit surprising to me. Wedding planning is so much fun! Once you pick a season everything gets exciting! Winter, spring, summer, fall… each one brings a slew of different colors and venues.

He’s up to my chest these days! I’m not super tall, but I’m short... And his father is well over six feet. I have good faith that he’s going to be quite the gentle giant. Soon! Once everything is solidified, it’ll all come together.

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marchstephanie:

Durable water balloons covered in a thin layer of something that shouldn’t be thrown at others. I slept until noon which I am not sorry for but duty called so my lazy butt had to get up. Ohh? A good plan? I need to hear these plan details.

I just imagined someone trying to actually throw a lubed up water balloon, and it was far too amusing, even if gross. Would you have continued to sleep, if you didn’t have to get up? Because honestly, I couldn’t even blame you for doing so! Oh no, it’s something I would rather show you than tell you!

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marchstephanie:

Perhaps we should have said conversation this evening if kids are still with your prior other half? So we can make sure we’re on the same page? I have to work until about 9 but we can meet after that.

There are no kids present, so we can certainly make that happen! I just got done work and can head on over to your place, unless you were looking to come to mine. I’ll bring us something to eat and fully intend on setting up shop for the rest of the night!

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kateemckinnon:

If you leave without buying anything it could look like to stolen something. Well, you’ll be fine ‘til you need whatever it was you forgot to buy. Sunday is bagel day. Everyday is bagel day. 

I highly doubt they’d think we stole anything, but there’s always that one person who could think that’s the case. Hopefully, I figure out what it is I needed tomorrow before I get home again. I only ever want to tuck myself away at the end of the night. Everyday is indeed bagel day, but admittedly, I don’t eat them all too often. One just can’t pass up a good spread!

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marchstephanie:

I have no idea! It was meant to be funny so don’t make it so serious. Obviously, I just went back to sleep so you should have come over to my place with said bagel to wake me up.

I’m not making it serious! I said durable water balloons! There is nothing serious about those! I think you’ve deserve the right to sleep the day away, after all of the hours you put in the last month or so at work! I’ve got a plan to keep you up, actually, and it’s a good one.

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msarahpaulsons:

I think glasses has to be the #1 spot of misplacement when they remain on your head - Or phone, and it’s in your hand. It scares you a little, but especially the part where you know you got up for something just seconds ago and it’s just erased itself from your brain. It’s worse when it is important though….that just adds some major stress to when you do suddenly remember! A real struggle.

I watched a friend try to look for their phone while using the flashlight on their phone before. It was quite literally the best thing I had ever seen! I’m under the assumption that if it was important, I wouldn’t have forgotten about it, though, so I don’t usually stress all that much.

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marchstephanie:

Maybe? I’m not sure we can say what would have changed the outcome but conversations would make me feel more solid about my place in this all. Come cuddle. Or do I need to come to you because of little ones?

I just sighed probably louder than I should have. I more than okay with having said conversations! I’ve very much like to be on the same page. No kiddos are present, so I can come your way. I expect kisses at the door!

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marchstephanie:

Promises you better keep. I put a ring on it but they have another parent. This whole thing is starting to confuse me and make me wonder if conversations should have existed before the diamond. Your bubble can remain in tact if it helps you sleep at night, sweetcheeks.

Ohh, I fully intend to do just that. Would said conversations have changed the outcome? You actually help me sleep better at night, and I’m demanding cuddles and stuff tonight, okay? Okay! My bubble can pop, if need be. 

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marchstephanie:

Condoms. You went to buy condoms. Perhaps it’s a mix of the old age, cold, and exhaustion? That seems the most plausible out of this situation. I forgot to get out of bed today so my mind must be going as well. Why don’t you brag about your bagel some more?

What would I even do with condoms?! Other than make very durable water balloons, of course. I feel as though old age should have been ruled out, but another year’s rapidly approaching. I don’t remember getting this old! It feels like only yesterday that I was in the prime of my life! Although, I suppose this could be the prime. My bagel was soooo good. I may have gotten you one and put it in the fridge, if you can manage to get out of bed and make your way here. 

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anna-snow:

Staying tiny forever could cause many complications in life so let’s hope that never actually becomes a thing. Slowing down life I will forever hope for because I adore my children more than life itself! But wedding planning, Mariska! It’s so much fun! I planned my wedding to Brittany all by myself and I swear it was one of the most rewarding things ever.

Agreed! On all accounts. I’d very much like my little ones to stop growing at the rate they are! August is almost as tall as me, now. But wedding planning, Anna! It’s all so new. It will happen soon enough! And I may just ask for your help!

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pagsbrewster:

Please, you wouldn’t call the cops because that means I would go to federal prison or pay a huge fine which would result in our friendship ending. Is that worth seeing my face over?!

No, I wouldn’t call you, but I’d probably pinch you or something, if I saw you actually opening everything. Our friendship is far too important to lose. 

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msarahpaulsons:

I do that just walking into another room, but least it doesn’t look as odd when you’re by yourself then trying to re track yourself i public. The upside is clearly the breakfast, even if you do wake up in the middle of the night like “shit” remembering what you needed….cause that’s happened to me way too many times.

Oh don’t get me started on that one! I’ve searched my entire house for my glasses that were perched upon my head before. Home mishaps are something that happen to me far more than I’d ever admit. I’ve yet to remember what it was that I was supposed to get, so I think it’s safe to say that it wasn’t even remotely important... at least that’s what I keep telling myself.