Ginevra Windsor

“If you mean the Sanctuary, then yes. Why?”

“I’ve been there. I think it needs more flowers. I’m your gal for that.”

“I did. You have sisters? How many?” Ainsley asked, generally curious as the pair hadn’t gotten to really talk much. “I may have, but family comes first.” 

“I have two. One of them is performing, Genie, and then...I actually have no idea what Guin is up to. I should text her later.” Ginny frowned slightly, her mind wandering to all sorts of ways that Guin could get into trouble. “Oh well,” she shrugged. “I’ll have to worry about that later, but for now I have a date.”

Ainsley laughed as she took her hand to move to dance. “It is, in fact a song. Think you can dance to it?”

“Oh, yeah. I think so! I was never the best at dancing so I’m sorry in advance if I step on your toes.”

Stephanie walked into the store, feeling awkward when the door made a noise as she walked in. She was the type of person to go in and out of stores with being noticed by as little people as possible. She looked around for anyone who could help her, she might as well now since the door practically announced her. “Hello?” she spoke, but her voice wasn’t exactly the loudest. “Is anyone here?”

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Ginny heard the bell ding, but she was too busy with this giant order that she had to do. But then she heard someone calling for her, and she put down what she was doing. She popped her head out the back room with a big smile. “Oh. hi! Sorry, I didn’t hear the bell ding.” She put down the shears before stepping into the shop. “How can I help you?”

“I need your help with something, but in order for me to tell you what it is you have to promise not to get too excited.”

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“Oh my god, are you pregnant?”

Ainsley grinned at the request. “I like your style. I would love to.”

“Thank you, this is a...song. I don’t really know music like this.”

“Oh, I’m fine,” she reassured her, hurriedly piling up the papers with a determined frown. “I’ve read them about twelve times, so it shouldn’t be too hard to re-collate, I hope.”

“If you need help let me know. I’m bad at things like this but I can try.” Ginny offered. “I’m so sorry again, I didn’t mean to do this.”

“Awww, my little sister is falling in love,” Guin spoke teasingly, drawing out the final word before dissolving into laughter. “Seriously though, if you think she’s out of your league then she might just be good enough for you.”

“I’m not falling in love, I barely even know her.” Ginny blushed. “I want things to go well, because I think you’d love her.”

“Ainsley! She has a name!” Guin exclaimed happily, knowing it was about time she got back at her sister with some snooping of her own. “You mentioned a kiss when we were at the ball, but you never told me a name. So, tell me everything. What’s she like?”

“Oh, duh. I must have. Damn, I need to take it easy on the champagne next year.” Ginny frowned slightly before a smile crossed her face. “Uh, I dunno! She’s really pretty, like out of my league gorgeous. And she’s funny and, uh, I don’t know. There’s these butterflies and it’s gross.”

“Perfect.” Ainsley grinned, taking the phone back and sending a kissy face emoji to the other woman. “I suppose I should let you get back to your night. Thank you gorgeous.” 

“Thank you.” Ginny said with a smile. “I, uh, yeah...My night. Do you want to dance or something? Before we go. To convince that dude that we’re really legit.”

Ainsley looked up and grinned as she spotted the woman. “It is me. Damn you look amazing in normal clothing as well.” She commented as she looked her up and down. “Are you here with someone or am I lucky enough to try and make this a date?”

“Oh, thank you.” Ginny looked down at the simple jeans and puffy coat she was wearing. “I’m alone. I mean I’m with my sisters, kind of, but they’re off doing sister things and...yeah.” Ginny paused. “Wait, did you say a date?”