lil dynamo

@asterrology​ | It was already well into January and Lucy was only giving holiday presents now. Damn the postal services for being so slow and charging her in hundreds for customs yet again. Nevertheless, she loved giving gifts as much as she loved shopping for them. Knocking at Aster’s front door, she held the little bundle of gifts in one arm (cute earrings, scented candles, a dainty tea set) and takeout pizza in the other. “Hey Ast, you home? I come bringing gifts and food. A good time, guaranteed!” Lucy genuinely loved to spend time with Aster and if her friend could manifest just a little bit of goodness in Lucy’s life, it’ll be much appreciated. 

@mvrphys​ | “You sure you can skate faster than me?” Lucy asked as she tightened her laces. She knew she was talking big game because, duh, Murphy would smoke her ass in the ice. But it still felt good to finally get out of her head for once. “I’ll have you know that I skated in the frozen pond in my backyard and didn’t fall any more than fifty times.” Maybe sixty, her tough knees could attest. “How’ve you been? Regardless — I hope you’re doing great and if I haven’t said it enough, I’m so so so excited and happy for you.” She stood up and wobbled a little bit, catching herself on the railing. “Alright, I guess I’m a little rusty.”

@raphaelbrcoks​ | Lucy had been between a rock and a hard place lately and what, pray tell, should be the solution? Ordering way too much food and having her friends eat with her. She just stepped out from the brew with a crap ton of pastries when she spotted said friend. Trying her best to waddle along with a paper bag in one hand, her purse and coffee in the other, she made her way to Raph. “Hey there!” Her tone was chipper, trying to mask the fact that she was shaking under her obviously thin layers. “So I have a ton of pastries and you my friend, have been chosen to partake in a pastry feast! If you’re available of course.” Lucy was tap dancing her way to warmth trying to burrow her neck into her scarf. “Where are you headed to this early?” 

@goldvnby​ | After jogging the short way to Eddie’s building and managing to not spill any of the food she brought along, she let herself in and padded to the fire escape. It wasn’t too cold this late in the day but the air still stung. She didn’t know why she felt the need to be chilling on a fire escape rather than the couch. Maybe the frigid weather matched her own frigid emotions about the things that happened in the past few weeks. Plus, she’d take any chance to drag Eddie out of his hidey holes. “So,” she said with a little trill in her voice, “I guess you’re back at work and that sucks — so I thought to drop by for a little winter wonderland picnic.” Lucy extended the thermos of spiked hot chocolate to Eddie with a smile. “How’ve you been, Edward? I missed you.” And that was the truth — she missed hanging out with him because they could just be. Her own silent apprehensions may come from the tension the new year brought about but she just wanted to set things right for once.

@rilys​ | She hasn’t been able to walk hand in hand with Riley like this for years. In New York, sure. But they haven’t been home in such a long time which is making Lucy feel very sappy. “I can’t believe we’re back…” She tipped her head and inhaled deeply, immediately sneezing. Lucy and the cold weren’t friends but she’d brave it to have days like these with Riley. “Whoops, excuse me!” She chuckled leaned closer to her friend and continued on, “I know we don’t have much to do in this town — and lord knows it’s too cold for a swim. Sooo,” she trailed off as she stopped in front of Sage’s Studio. “I signed us up for a pottery class!” Lucy had seen this shop on Instagram and couldn’t wait to try it out ( emphasis on try ). “What do you think? I feel like you’ll be great at it considering all the cute pastries you make on the daily.”

@mvrphys​ | “Thanks for coming with me to do the groceries, Murph.” She wheeled the not-so-rickety cart through the aisles of the lone grocery store in this small town. God, she missed this place. “I honestly don’t know what cereal the three lovely people in my home would like. I’m just a basic Frosties lady, if you ask me.” She took two cartons of that and grabbed some milk. “How’s your stay been? Is Eddie feeding you?” She asked out of genuine concern. Her own mom had been cooking a slew of meals for her houseguests and they couldn’t even try to refuse. “Why don’t you drop by sometime? Mẹ is cooking way too much, as usual. Anyway, got any plans? I could definitely show you around for the grand Waitsfield tour.”

@svphias​ | Determined to make her friends’ stay at Waitsfield at least memorable, Lucy went out of her way to show them around. And what better way to start the day than with mimosas over breakfast waffles? She had texted Sophia the night before that they should have brunch at Mary Anne’s, making sure to have a table reserved ahead of time. Clad in a fuzzy sweater and boots, she rang the doorbell at Eddie's house and waited for her friend to come out. It wasn’t too cold today so she decided they could walk the three blocks to the bakery. “Yoohoo! Mimosas, waffles, and a promise of a good time for Sophia.” She was pretty sure she couldn’t be heard through Eddie’s cavernous house but it felt good to be home nonetheless. 

@raphaelbrcoks​  ♡  Lucy’s innocent trip to the florist for a fresh bouquet of tulips turned into a trip to being a plant mom. She wasn’t ready for this at all. She tried to refuse the offer but the shop owner was already being too kind, offering it for free so Lucy smiled and thanked her. She sent a quick text to Raph saying she had ‘an emergency’ and that she was coming over right away. Carrying the bouquet under one arm, she held the small potted begonia at arm’s length as if by putting it near her, they’d mysteriously die. Taking the stairs two at a time, she knocked at the door a few times and tried the knob, surprised it was open. Pulling it wide open, she tried to neatly place her heels by the door, careful not to hurt her ankle even further. After she regained her balance, she saw where Raph was and called out a timid, “Hi!” It came out as a squeak which made her cheeks go red. Clearing her throat, she continued, waving her bouquet and the clay pot. “Yeah, so as you can see, I have a little bit of a situation here.”

@mvrphys​  ♡ After Murphy gave her that quiche idea for a video, it’s been brewing around in Lucy’s head until she felt too much energy that she had to do something. Shooting him a quick text that said, “i have a crazy idea for our quiche idea! meet me at my place in an hour? key is in the umbrella holder outside the door.”  As crazy as it was, she took the train to the best quiche place within reasonable distance and bought ten different ones. She was close to buying 12 but that seemed like overkill. Her roommates and apartment-mates were probably gonna be sick of quiche by the end of the week but she couldn’t pass up all the fun variants. The breakfast quiche sounded the most exciting one by far. Luckily they were available in smaller sizes so she didn’t struggle too much getting them back to Bennington safe and sound. After jangling her own key in the lock, she finally managed to open the door and slumped against it with her quiches. Her arms were sore but her stomach was about to be full so no complaints there. 

@asterrology​  ♡ It was a surprisingly warm November afternoon and Lucy had nothing better to do. After some well-placed texts, she convinced Aster to go on a picnic in Central Park with her. Sitting on a blanket with sliced fruit and lemonade bottles, she felt as relaxed as she had been in the past few weeks. For a while, she forgot about her failing laptop, video ideas, and even her callback. Breathing in the not so fresh air of New York, she opened her eyes and propped herself up on an elbow. “I can’t believe I haven’t been here in months,” she said, almost lost in thought. “Guess I got caught up and forgot how to breathe.” Ever since their Halloween party, Lucy couldn’t help but feel that she’s been sulking too much in her room and that it was probably time to remedy that. Smiling at Aster, she continued, “So how have you been these past few days? Anything new going on? The party was super great, by the way! You guys outdid yourselves with that one.” 

@rilys​  ♡ After a few days of … nothing, Lucy decided it was time for a self care night. Lucy and Riley’s last spa trip had been ages ago. Not wanting to make the trek now that it was getting a little bit colder, she decided to bring the spa to them. She slung her tote bag filled with scented candles, face masks, manicure sets, wine, and chocolates and made her way to Riley’s room. “Hey there,” she said, poking her head through the door, “I know you’ve been working so hard so I decided to have a little girl’s night. How’s that sound?” With their busy schedules, Lucy felt like she and Riley were ships in the night — just having enough time to say good morning and good night. And after all the new things that’s happened, she’d love to just relax and catch up with her best friend. “I have wine and chocolate,” she said, wagging her eyebrows, “If that doesn’t convince you, I don’t know what will.”

@goldvnby​  ♡ Lucy’s head had been swimming since yesterday’s Halloween party — from the alcohol and having the ghosts of her past rush up with no warning. She mechanically walked to the Chinese restaurant down the block, smiling at the shop’s regulars and made her way across Bennington to someone who could take her mind off things (not in the way they did before, that’s for sure) and maybe shake some sense into her. She could always count on Eddie for that. Making her way up the stairs, she tried to keep her footing all the while balancing the paper bags on her arms. And because she was either extremely clumsy or the fact that life hated her right now, she missed the last step and toppled over. Luckily, with some expert maneuvering, the food was intact. Her ankle … wasn’t. Wincing, she did her best to stand back up and trudged the short way to Eddie and Raph’s door. Pounding on it, she called out, “Eddie, you better be home, open up! I did not trip over those stairs for nothing, plus the food is getting cold.”

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