natzeli

“Natzeli, l can’t tell you the last time I stayed up until midnight. I’m an early riser so I need to go to sleep at a decent time or else I’m crabby.” Lucy was very much a creature of habit, and it often took a lot to change that. “I absolutely love that, and I think it’s so funny,” Lucy said, letting out a laugh. “Still, I don’t know how you sat still for five hours. Sitting still for twenty minutes is a struggle for me.”

“Erm, no I don’t think so.  I can sometimes be more calm or fun.”

“Lord, please don’t say that loud enough for her to hear.” That was the last thing Rayleigh needed.

Dot always appreciated it when others played along with her childrens’ games. Though, this time they certainly thought they were correct. As if she hadn’t spent hours in labor with the pair of them. Her girls giggled at the other’s response, and Dot merely shook her head. “Clearly, that’s how these two came. They keep askin’ me if it was two storks or one with very precious cargo.” 

“Yeah, probably. I don’t need the spotlight on me right now.” Josephine chuckled, although it was no joke, the less attention she drew, the better. “You do have great ones for what I can see. How much have you covered?” She wondered. “I’m not doing much really, mostly driving the kids here and there, picking them up, and there’s still so much of my things that need a place at the house so it keeps me somewhat busy.”

“Really? You think so?” Stella grinned, a blush rising to her cheeks. “Was thinkin of findin’ somewhere I could dance.”

Leah shook her head with Natzeli’s words, unable to keep another flush coming to ‘her cheeks. How was this woman so hypnotizing, mesmerizing. “If you say so,” her shoulders lifted in a soft shrug, keeping her eyes on Natzeli. The heat on her cheeks increased at the thought of the handcuffs and Natzeli. Together. That was something, well, Leah wouldn’t admit it aloud in the moment, but she wasn’t opposed to the idea. “Might have them in my bag,” she teased, patting her bag with a few gentle taps before nodding her head, “Yeah, your place works with me.” She headed toward Zeli’s car, “Haven’t got around to my weekly cleaning and all,” she laughed with her admittance, “Better you don’t see that mess yet.” 

“That it is,” she laughed, “At least one of is paid the big bucks.” Not that money mattered all that much to Andy. She loved what she did. Had been planning to be a mechanic since the day she first stepped into her father’s garage and started playing around the cars. It was the only thing in her life that really made sense to her. After all these years, it was the one thing that she knew was true to herself. It didn’t matter how many people she felt like she lost when she walked away from Mariah. She would always have the shop. Always have the cars. Most of all, she would always have her sister, but she didn’t think she would be able to count on Zeli forever. At some point she’d have to start dealing with her problems on her own, right? Andy hardly doubted that would happen. They were so much more than twins. “Someone had to take after dad, I think it would have broke his soft heart if one of us didn’t,” she teased, knowing it was more than just obligation. She laughed with Natzeli’s words, “I don’t know how that’s workin’ out for you so far,” she shook her head, “Yeah, you think?” She raised a brow, “Honestly, I think so too. I don’t know. There’s somethin’ about her..” Andy trailed off. “Somethin’ about her.”

“Well not to be that person that’s weirdly prepared for this sorta thing but I have been doin’ this for fourteen years. I’ve walked some rowdy dogs in my time. And I’ve got good references. From their humans not from the dogs.” She joked. “But comin’ to visit’s just fine with me. No pressure or anything.” 

“–Should I take that as a compliment? I’m gonna take it as one. I almost had a heart attack ‘cause I thought I had a gray hair the other day. How old d’you think I look?” 

“I….I am, you just got me by surprise.  I’m totally relaxed now - honest.”

“Well thank you for that and the next time my kids say that I look like a dinosaur in sweats, I’ll tell them that.”

“I would truly be lost with out you. You’d be proud of me, my bedtime is ten-thirty now,” Lucy said with a smile. She was still getting used to not having a strict schedule to follow. “Did you really? That’s actually hilarious. Did you cover it up with something else or do you still have it exactly how you got it?” She asked, curious to hear what her friend’s answer was. “I can see why your sleeve is your favorite, it looks really cool. I don’t know how you have the patience to sit there and get intricate tattoos like that done.” 

“You got that right. Salud por el equipo más sexy. Frostford has no chance against us.” Josephine laughed, holding her glas towards Natzeli. “So, we couldn’t catch up a lot last time. What you been up to?”

“Whoa, let’s not get too ahead of ourselves. Don’t put your cart before the horse. M’just tryin’ to get the books balanced here. I feel like I can’t owe you money when you owe me money, so I guess we’re just even now… Equal now? Equality. Happy Pride!”

“Aha, I knew that,” he lied. “It’s called a bit. I was…playing along,” he attempted to cover. Maybe she’ll believe him or maybe she’ll be nice and pretend to believe it and just move on. 

“It’s never stopped you from trying to hit on me before Zeli. But I think it’s probably best. I’ll be fine living my life alone,” Vivian agreed with a small laugh. “Oh, right. Well they’re good for your immune system and weight loss.” She hoped that that was convincing enough to prevent any further questions. Vivian was used to cross-examining, not being the one cross-examined.