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RE: Drunk Last Night - Quincey Honeyduke - July 26, 2018
Quinn listened to get explanation without interrupting. Though he'd thought of a few of her reasons on his own, he also thought she was over thinking some of them.
"First of all, I've never found you annoying or silly. " He meant that. In having missed it on a lot of Emery's childhood, he had never once found either Adlard sister annoying. "Second of all, I care about you already, a great deal. You're not putting me on the spot. I know it's probably not what you had in mind, but don't ever think I feel obligated to want to be there for you, I just do." Quin reassured her, running his thumb over the back of her hand absentmindedly.
"First of all, I've never found you annoying or silly. " He meant that. In having missed it on a lot of Emery's childhood, he had never once found either Adlard sister annoying. "Second of all, I care about you already, a great deal. You're not putting me on the spot. I know it's probably not what you had in mind, but don't ever think I feel obligated to want to be there for you, I just do." Quin reassured her, running his thumb over the back of her hand absentmindedly.
RE: Drunk Last Night - Felicity Adlard - July 26, 2018
Felicity's cheeks only flushed more as she watched him and listened to him speak. She hadn't expected any of what he said. Well, maybe the part about not finding her annoying. She was glad for that at least. But she'd never expected him to say he cared for her. She couldn't help but to think it was the wrong kind of caring for her though even if she was ridiculously aware of the signals being sent. Like his thumb running softly over the back of her hand. It had caused gooseflesh like bumps to spout all along her arms but she forced herself to keep looking at him and not away.
"But surely just as a little sister," she said even though she hated the way it sounded. She wanted, had wanted for years, to be seen as more than that by him but he'd never once looked at her in any other sort of fashion. "It's what I've been for all these years, has it not?" she asked. So why now would it have changed? Besides her messy drunken confession and the sudden passing of a fiance.
"But surely just as a little sister," she said even though she hated the way it sounded. She wanted, had wanted for years, to be seen as more than that by him but he'd never once looked at her in any other sort of fashion. "It's what I've been for all these years, has it not?" she asked. So why now would it have changed? Besides her messy drunken confession and the sudden passing of a fiance.
RE: Drunk Last Night - Quincey Honeyduke - July 26, 2018
Quin wavered on what exactly to say next. Yes, he still mostly saw her as a little sister, but that wasn't everything. "Don't think I haven't noticed that you've grown up, Lis." Of course he had. He may have been one of the most oblivious people in the planet, but when he paid attention, and he was now, it was hard to miss.
"But yes, until last night, as a little sister. I didn't know there was anything else." And there was still there fact that she was his best mate's little sister, so Percy was a matter to consider, but that didn't need to be a roadblock, necessarily. Quin wasn't sure just what exactly she wanted out of him now, if anything, but he wasn't going to just pretend there weren't options here either.
"But yes, until last night, as a little sister. I didn't know there was anything else." And there was still there fact that she was his best mate's little sister, so Percy was a matter to consider, but that didn't need to be a roadblock, necessarily. Quin wasn't sure just what exactly she wanted out of him now, if anything, but he wasn't going to just pretend there weren't options here either.
RE: Drunk Last Night - Felicity Adlard - July 26, 2018
It was a bit hard to swallow, the confirmation that he viewed her as a sister. Even if Felicity knew that likely had to have been how he viewed her. But the fact he had noticed she'd grown up was at least one plus to it all. But was that even enough? Did that ever matter in the long run? She wasn't about to beg him to love her, that wouldn't be fair to him.
"What do you want, then?" she asked, perhaps a bit too simply and bluntly but.. she couldn't just continue going about longing for him and thinking he might actually want her beyond a sister if he didn't. "I know the circumstances aren't.. ideal. But if a sister is all you continue to see me as, is there a point to further this conversation?" she didn't want to be harsh but she didn't know what else to say anymore. She'd made her feelings more than clear. He knew exactly how she felt but she didn't know exactly how he felt.
"What do you want, then?" she asked, perhaps a bit too simply and bluntly but.. she couldn't just continue going about longing for him and thinking he might actually want her beyond a sister if he didn't. "I know the circumstances aren't.. ideal. But if a sister is all you continue to see me as, is there a point to further this conversation?" she didn't want to be harsh but she didn't know what else to say anymore. She'd made her feelings more than clear. He knew exactly how she felt but she didn't know exactly how he felt.
RE: Drunk Last Night - Quincey Honeyduke - July 27, 2018
What did he want? Wasn't that the question of his life right now. "Time?" Quin needed some time to wrap his head around everything; to think it through a little more; to get the shop back up and running. She needed to mourn the loss of her fiance (though he now suspected that may be halfhearted) and then maybe they could start to figure this out a little bit.
All of those things considered, he also didn't want to rush into anything, because he still wasn't sure how this could play out. "The timing is not so great." He admitted, another outside factor to think about. "I need to get the store back up and running, there's your mourning period." These things took time and lots of it. For all he may appear to be an oblivious oaf, he had once built a company up from the ground and now he essentially had to do it again. He wasn't a total loss at making things work.
"However, if you want, maybe we could spend a little more time together and see how it goes?" She had every right to say no, but now that Quin knew there were possibilities here, he was decidedly all about exploring them. She may decide that after spending more time in his company that she actually wanted nothing to do with him at all but they would only find out if they gave it a try.
All of those things considered, he also didn't want to rush into anything, because he still wasn't sure how this could play out. "The timing is not so great." He admitted, another outside factor to think about. "I need to get the store back up and running, there's your mourning period." These things took time and lots of it. For all he may appear to be an oblivious oaf, he had once built a company up from the ground and now he essentially had to do it again. He wasn't a total loss at making things work.
"However, if you want, maybe we could spend a little more time together and see how it goes?" She had every right to say no, but now that Quin knew there were possibilities here, he was decidedly all about exploring them. She may decide that after spending more time in his company that she actually wanted nothing to do with him at all but they would only find out if they gave it a try.
RE: Drunk Last Night - Felicity Adlard - July 27, 2018
Felicity nodded her head. Time was definitely something that was needed. Not necessarily wanted, at least on her part. She'd clearly already spent plenty of time fawning over him in secret but there was little that could be done about that now. But he did have rather valid points. He didn't exactly have anything to his name in that moment. The lot his shop was on, surely, but everything else was gone. And though she wasn't all that keen on the idea of mourning a man she didn't truly love, she'd never slight his family in such a way. They were kind people after all.
"Six months, I believe, is what's expected," she said though her heart surely wasn't in it, "Half can begin after three." Though she had a feeling his family may oblige her if she were to end it shortly after that mark. She wasn't going to mention that. She'd rather see where, or even if, things were progressing with Quin.
"And you could use an interior decorator," she added turning a slight shirk up to him, "That could give us an opportunity to spend time together while seeing to rebuilding the shop."
"Six months, I believe, is what's expected," she said though her heart surely wasn't in it, "Half can begin after three." Though she had a feeling his family may oblige her if she were to end it shortly after that mark. She wasn't going to mention that. She'd rather see where, or even if, things were progressing with Quin.
"And you could use an interior decorator," she added turning a slight shirk up to him, "That could give us an opportunity to spend time together while seeing to rebuilding the shop."
RE: Drunk Last Night - Quincey Honeyduke - July 27, 2018
Both relieved and terrified that she was amenable to the idea, Quin let it sink in for a moment. Six months until she was technically "free". That was a good amount of time for him to get his shit together enough to make a better decision at least. And plenty of time to spend a little time together to see how things went. Admittedly it was going to take him a little while to get the little sister view out of his head.
"Alright, that's a plan then." He smiled softly at her. So far this was the only good thing to come out of this fog. "I will need all the help I can with the shop. That's for sure." He gave their joined hands a little squeeze, thinking he should probably let go, but didn't just yet.
"No the real question, what about your brother?" He chuckled, but was mostly serious about the inquiry. Quin was terrible at lying and bad at being vague. However, as he was going to default to in this situation, it was entirely up to Felicity. The option to simply omit the truth for a little while, because they didn't know how it was going to go, was tempting, but again, he had a hard time lying, especially about potentially important things like this. Plus Percy was his best friend, he deserved some transparency on the situation.
"Alright, that's a plan then." He smiled softly at her. So far this was the only good thing to come out of this fog. "I will need all the help I can with the shop. That's for sure." He gave their joined hands a little squeeze, thinking he should probably let go, but didn't just yet.
"No the real question, what about your brother?" He chuckled, but was mostly serious about the inquiry. Quin was terrible at lying and bad at being vague. However, as he was going to default to in this situation, it was entirely up to Felicity. The option to simply omit the truth for a little while, because they didn't know how it was going to go, was tempting, but again, he had a hard time lying, especially about potentially important things like this. Plus Percy was his best friend, he deserved some transparency on the situation.
RE: Drunk Last Night - Felicity Adlard - July 27, 2018
Felicity really had no way of knowing what could come of it and she'd never put much stock into divination or anything of the like. What she did know, however, was that there was a great risk involved. No matter how much time they spent together, there was a chance he'd never see her beyond that of a little sister. And that would be devastating. But if she'd learned anything from her engagement, living a life one truly didn't want could be just as devastating. And should it not work, well then, at least she'd have closure.
Smiling at the squeeze of her hand, she nodded. "If you'd like my help, I'll gladly give it," she answered sincerely. And then if it was a hated color scheme, he could just blame it on her. She'd take it.
His next question, however, was something she'd not really thought on. She hadn't really felt the need to, truth be told. Her brother was a bit of a non issue really, especially after the conversation she'd had with him. "I think he'd be more receptive to the idea than you might imagine," she said with a shrug, "All he really wants is for those he cares about to be happy and you happen to fall into the category of someone he cares for. But until we get to a point of making a decision, I don't see why he needs to think it's anything but me helping you out. He did ask of more to look in on you when he was in the hospital."
Smiling at the squeeze of her hand, she nodded. "If you'd like my help, I'll gladly give it," she answered sincerely. And then if it was a hated color scheme, he could just blame it on her. She'd take it.
His next question, however, was something she'd not really thought on. She hadn't really felt the need to, truth be told. Her brother was a bit of a non issue really, especially after the conversation she'd had with him. "I think he'd be more receptive to the idea than you might imagine," she said with a shrug, "All he really wants is for those he cares about to be happy and you happen to fall into the category of someone he cares for. But until we get to a point of making a decision, I don't see why he needs to think it's anything but me helping you out. He did ask of more to look in on you when he was in the hospital."
RE: Drunk Last Night - Quincey Honeyduke - July 28, 2018
As nonchalant as Felicity was about her brother, Quin rather thought he would remain a little more concerned. Quietly of course. He was a big brother too, though he didn't get to act on it very often, the instincts were still there. Percy was a stand up guy and his best mate, but Quin also knew that meant that his friend knew how Quin could be at his worst.
"Of course he did." Quin chuckled, pushing aside those worries for another time. "Well I won't be concerned if you're not." On the surface anyway. "Still want help with the dough?" It was going to need some extra work now that it had been sitting for a few minutes, but he could fix that easily enough. He may not have been an expert on a lot of things, but he could do anything in a kitchen.
"Of course he did." Quin chuckled, pushing aside those worries for another time. "Well I won't be concerned if you're not." On the surface anyway. "Still want help with the dough?" It was going to need some extra work now that it had been sitting for a few minutes, but he could fix that easily enough. He may not have been an expert on a lot of things, but he could do anything in a kitchen.
RE: Drunk Last Night - Felicity Adlard - July 28, 2018
With the talk Felicity had had with her brother the morning he'd found her in his bed, she'd thought quite a deal on what her brother would think of her confession to Quin. She liked to think that he would be supportive, especially if a loving match formed between the two of them. He had, after all, admitting to having hoped to marry for love once. And now that she was effectively saved from marrying a man she didn't truly love, why couldn't she focus on having that happen now? She wasn't going to think too much on it though. There was still a chance that Quin would never see her as more than a sister after all.
She'd all but forgotten about the dough until he mentioned it. Glancing to the dough on the counter, she couldn't help but to blush. She'd gotten so wrapped up in their conversation she'd forgot what had even needed to be done. "I think I'll need it," she admitted, "Perhaps we'll cut it in half. Each of us can work on a loaf that way since the pans are ready." He'd have to remove his hand from hers though and that was something she'd finally gotten comfortable with.
She'd all but forgotten about the dough until he mentioned it. Glancing to the dough on the counter, she couldn't help but to blush. She'd gotten so wrapped up in their conversation she'd forgot what had even needed to be done. "I think I'll need it," she admitted, "Perhaps we'll cut it in half. Each of us can work on a loaf that way since the pans are ready." He'd have to remove his hand from hers though and that was something she'd finally gotten comfortable with.
RE: Drunk Last Night - Quincey Honeyduke - July 29, 2018
"That's a good idea." Quin reluctantly let go of her hand with one last squeeze and moved back to the dough, though not terribly far. With practiced movements he balled it up and split it, passing half over. It didn't need much, but just a little work would set it right, then she could let it rise and bake it in a little while.
Using his height to his advantage, it didn't take Quin long at all to get it into the right consistency. He didn't bake bread too often, but his mom had growing up and he knew the basics. He transferred it from the counter the pan and pause to watch Felicity finish up hers.
He was curious to know just how she felt now, but wasn't sure if he wanted to pry or upset her. "I always find kneading dough a good stress reliever." He said instead, as casually as he could muster, leaning on one hip against the counter.
Using his height to his advantage, it didn't take Quin long at all to get it into the right consistency. He didn't bake bread too often, but his mom had growing up and he knew the basics. He transferred it from the counter the pan and pause to watch Felicity finish up hers.
He was curious to know just how she felt now, but wasn't sure if he wanted to pry or upset her. "I always find kneading dough a good stress reliever." He said instead, as casually as he could muster, leaning on one hip against the counter.
RE: Drunk Last Night - Felicity Adlard - July 30, 2018
Felicity smiled up at him after he'd divided the dough up and handed her a portion of it. Though Felicity wasn't exactly small, Quin still had an advantage on her so made quick work of the dough. Luckily, she'd helped Mrs. Blair enough that it didn't take her too much longer to finish with her own portion of the dough and was putting it into its own pan just a little while after he had. She'd felt his gaze on her as she'd finished though and tried to will herself not to blush but she doubted it was fully prevented.
"It is," she said as she turned to look up at him again. What little strength she'd had of preventing a blush before was quickly diminished, however, when she took the sight of him in again. He was so damned handsome even as he stood there so nonchalantly leaning against the counter. It didn't help that she kept replaying the night she'd confessed having loved him and even kissing him on the cheek in her mind. And now, well, they'd agreed to test the waters in a way. She found her heart longing more than she'd thought it could.
Clearing her throat, she tried to distract her mind from how he looked standing in front of her. "Given much thought on plans for the shop?" she asked, hoping if they found something else to talk about she'd be able to stop blushing.
"It is," she said as she turned to look up at him again. What little strength she'd had of preventing a blush before was quickly diminished, however, when she took the sight of him in again. He was so damned handsome even as he stood there so nonchalantly leaning against the counter. It didn't help that she kept replaying the night she'd confessed having loved him and even kissing him on the cheek in her mind. And now, well, they'd agreed to test the waters in a way. She found her heart longing more than she'd thought it could.
Clearing her throat, she tried to distract her mind from how he looked standing in front of her. "Given much thought on plans for the shop?" she asked, hoping if they found something else to talk about she'd be able to stop blushing.
RE: Drunk Last Night - Quincey Honeyduke - July 31, 2018
Brushing the back of one flour-covered hand across his chin to scratch an itch, Quin left flour in its wake, but that was nothing new for him. His stubby was bad today, what was the last time he'd done a proper shave anyway? He'd have to make sure to do that sooner rather than later.
It seemed Felicity didn't seem poised to elaborate and so he could only shrug at her question about the shop. "Not orange, apparently. Though I have no idea what else to do." That, he'd firmly decided, would be up to her. Like she'd said earlier, if they were to spend a little time together that would be a good way to do it. "I might expand the kitchen a little, maybe magically enhance the basement so I can have more storage. General spruce up." He hadn't thought much about it. Quin still wasn't sure if it would need a complete redo or if he'd be able to do repairs at this point.
"It all depends on how much it's going to cost. I have savings, but I don't know if it's going to be enough yet." Reality sucked sometimes. Trolls sucked all the time.
It seemed Felicity didn't seem poised to elaborate and so he could only shrug at her question about the shop. "Not orange, apparently. Though I have no idea what else to do." That, he'd firmly decided, would be up to her. Like she'd said earlier, if they were to spend a little time together that would be a good way to do it. "I might expand the kitchen a little, maybe magically enhance the basement so I can have more storage. General spruce up." He hadn't thought much about it. Quin still wasn't sure if it would need a complete redo or if he'd be able to do repairs at this point.
"It all depends on how much it's going to cost. I have savings, but I don't know if it's going to be enough yet." Reality sucked sometimes. Trolls sucked all the time.
RE: Drunk Last Night - Felicity Adlard - July 31, 2018
Felicity couldn't help the smirk as she watched him scratch as his chin and as a result leave some flour behind. It seemed that they both had a knack for getting flour on their faces. But before she could really react, he was talking and she was laughing lightly about the color orange. She really hadn't that it to be that bad. Perhaps not exactly ideal but not truly awful.
She nodded as he finished. "Expanding the basement sounds like a rather good idea," she admitted honestly, "I'm sure it could be easy enough and hopefully not too expensive." Thinking further on some of it, she stepped closer and reached up with a hand to thumb away the flour. Thinking more about the shop, she wasn't really thinking what she was doing as she brushed at the stubble of his face to rid it of the flour he'd left behind.
"But I'm thinking perhaps a lighter color scheme this time around," she continued as her hand slowly came away from his chin, "Perhaps with gold or silver accents." She looked to him with a slightly raised brow in question to see what his thoughts were.
She nodded as he finished. "Expanding the basement sounds like a rather good idea," she admitted honestly, "I'm sure it could be easy enough and hopefully not too expensive." Thinking further on some of it, she stepped closer and reached up with a hand to thumb away the flour. Thinking more about the shop, she wasn't really thinking what she was doing as she brushed at the stubble of his face to rid it of the flour he'd left behind.
"But I'm thinking perhaps a lighter color scheme this time around," she continued as her hand slowly came away from his chin, "Perhaps with gold or silver accents." She looked to him with a slightly raised brow in question to see what his thoughts were.
RE: Drunk Last Night - Quincey Honeyduke - July 31, 2018
No, there were certainly some aspects of a remodel he could handle, or find somebody better suited to at least. It was the structural integrity of the building he was worried about in the long run. Magic only went so far in that respect, or so he thought. The building had to have some kind of physical support, it couldn't all be held together with charms and such.
"That does sound a bit classier than orange with purple accents." He chuckled as she brushed something off his face. Quin was always covered in some kind of ingredient or another. Some things never changed. "I'm going to leave that up to you." Felicity would likely have far better color sense than he did. "If you want that is. I'm painting the kitchen orange however, because that's my domain and I'm the only one who has to deal with it." Quin rather liked orange, a lot actually! Plus a lot of the wall space was taken up by cupboards and it wasn't as obnoxious.
"Could have somebody paint a mural or something one one wall." That would certainly be different!
"That does sound a bit classier than orange with purple accents." He chuckled as she brushed something off his face. Quin was always covered in some kind of ingredient or another. Some things never changed. "I'm going to leave that up to you." Felicity would likely have far better color sense than he did. "If you want that is. I'm painting the kitchen orange however, because that's my domain and I'm the only one who has to deal with it." Quin rather liked orange, a lot actually! Plus a lot of the wall space was taken up by cupboards and it wasn't as obnoxious.
"Could have somebody paint a mural or something one one wall." That would certainly be different!
RE: Drunk Last Night - Felicity Adlard - August 1, 2018
Felicity seemed to be getting better adjusted to being in Quin's presence. Despite having reached up and touching him, she hadn't blushed. It was a bit of a surprise that she'd gotten more comfortable with him after having made her admission of loving him. One would have thought it would be the opposite. Or, perhaps, it was because she was thoroughly focused on the task at hand of helping him to rebuild his shop. Even if they couldn't physically do anything to it yet, it was on her mind.
"I think I'll do some more thinking on it," she said with a nod as she took a step back and turned to rest the small of her back against the counter and lean against it, "I'll likely see if I can get some different color samples and do some comparisons that way." She was fully serious as she thought on it,, not wanting to make his new shop anything less than perfect.
She was brought from her thoughts at his remark on the kitchen and couldn't help but to laugh. "Then orange the kitchen shall be," she said as she looked up to him with a smile, "And I'll make note that orange is clearly your favorite color." It was a bit of a surprise to her that she didn't know that about him already but she was glad to know such.
A brow was raised slightly at the mention of doing a mural though and she slowly nodded. "I think that would be lovely," she added, "Do you know of anyone that could do such?"
"I think I'll do some more thinking on it," she said with a nod as she took a step back and turned to rest the small of her back against the counter and lean against it, "I'll likely see if I can get some different color samples and do some comparisons that way." She was fully serious as she thought on it,, not wanting to make his new shop anything less than perfect.
She was brought from her thoughts at his remark on the kitchen and couldn't help but to laugh. "Then orange the kitchen shall be," she said as she looked up to him with a smile, "And I'll make note that orange is clearly your favorite color." It was a bit of a surprise to her that she didn't know that about him already but she was glad to know such.
A brow was raised slightly at the mention of doing a mural though and she slowly nodded. "I think that would be lovely," she added, "Do you know of anyone that could do such?"