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[post]Theo ordered a hot chocolate, deciding it was safer not to start drinking so early in the evening, in case one drink led to another and he saw anyone else and got roped into staying out. Or, you...
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[post]Excellent. If Reg was game, then this would be easy – and they could fall back into the ease of old times, the physical fun of house quidditch practices or that early (now tainted for them...
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[post]“I, uh, kind of did,” he pointed out, almost rueful about it. Because – if they were nothing else – there was still quidditch, all the same: he had been Cash’s sponsor and Cash had p...
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[post]“Hi,” Theo said automatically, and, with a wince, realised he’d said that already. That blank look had thrown him off. He should say something else. And there was so much he wanted to, so he ope...
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[post]He had been going to give into her, he thought, but if any misgivings had tried to resurface, well – it was already too late, clearly, because she had clamped onto his hand. So the window ...
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[post]Theo had known Reg so well for so long that it was difficult to feel any real trepidation when he stopped by on a visit, although he probably should have – he would have if said sports rep...
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[post]“That’s because it has been ages,” he quipped, still grinning; and not just because it was an easier response than actually trying to answer how are you? or how are things? with any real convict...
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[premise]28th December, 1892 — Cash & Adrienne’s house[/premise]
[post]This was fine, Theo tried to tell himself, even though he was already convinced it was stupid. It was something Greengrass had w...
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[post]Theo wouldn’t go so far as to say he had planned today’s outing like this, to get to the High Street before it was chock-full with people for the New Year, and to dawdle long enough on the way b...
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24th December, 1892
Greengrass,
Thanks, actually. I do hate the holidays, a bit. Anyway, Merry Christmas to you too.
My family’s alright, though. There aren’t too many of us, at least,...
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25th October, 1892
Greengrass,
Alright, that’s fair. I can’t have made things any easier for you either, though, so. (I wish I could say something like ‘I’m usually more fun at parties’, b...
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24th October, 1892
F. Greengrass,
I just wanted to say sorry about the other night, at the wedding. I didn’t mean to accost you like that and didn’t mean to ruin your evening or anything. ...
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[post]Ah. “No,” Theo agreed shakily, now that he understood why Greengrass had laughed. “No, that doesn’t.” He huffed a laugh of his own, and had almost managed a wan smile before he ducked his gaze d...
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[post]Greengrass hadn’t left, then. Theo felt ridiculous for being relieved about that, like Greengrass wasn’t a near-stranger and talking about this wasn’t dangerous behaviour and this situation, gen...
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[post]Greengrass was sorry. “Yeah,” Theo said quietly, at a loss for anything to say to that. He was sorry too. And this was supposed to have been a temporary escape, ducking outside for air just for ...
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[post]But not like that. He hadn’t even finished the sentence, but Theo was certain that was what Greengrass had been about to say. He was sure of it, somehow by instinct alone. His body had been read...
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[post]Greengrass sounded pensive about it... but it also sounded like he understood the difficulty of it, at least a little. So his words might not be exactly comforting, but there was some relief in ...
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[post]What he’d been expecting anyone to say to that, he wasn’t sure, but – Greengrass’ answer was as comforting as anything could be. Theo exhaled slowly, turning over those words in his head a...
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[post]It took Greengrass a long moment to say anything, and in that interlude Theo regretted asking the question. Because there was no good answer to it, was there? If there was nothing ostensibly wro...
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[post]The one who owns the Cannons. “Yeah,” he affirmed, pasting on a brief smile. It felt like it faded off his face faster every time he tried tonight, like he was losing the thread of everything.
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[premise]22nd October, 1892 — Selwyn Estate, wedding reception (https://charmingrp.com/showthread.php?tid=11769&pid=104644#pid104644)[/premise]
[post]He couldn’t tell if Cash had had any hand in the ...
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[post]He wanted – to undo this whole conversation, to go back, to continue to exist in the reality of before. He wanted, just as badly, to lean into him and stop him talking long enough to forge...
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[post]“If it were up to me –” Theo protested, but broke off before we wouldn’t be here, because you wouldn’t get married and just looked at him instead. His face contorted; the problem felt like...
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[post]Autumn. So soon.
Theo should have avoided the contact – Cash’s fingers curling around his wrist – on principle; or because he was angry; or something. But he didn’t resist, just st...
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[post]Oh. It was no better when Cash was looking at him, because the blank confusion on his face only made the rift between them wider. And Theo – Theo hadn’t thought there was one until now, so...
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