#oceanfrontannie

Bonnie Foster was flopped across the entire couch, watching as Annie paced back and forth in the kitchen through the small doorway. The pair had made plans for a lazy Friday night in watching movies over a week ago and, normally, her cousin would have left her phone in another room. For some reason tonight she’d jumped to her feet and hurried out of the room when her phone started buzzing. 

Annie paused in the doorway, holding up a finger to indicate she’d be back in a minute to Bonnie. The grin plastered across her cousin’s face was different than most smiles Bonnie had seen before which made Bonnie wonder exactly to whom she was talking.

“Alright, I love you…” she heard Annie mutter quietly into the phone. Bonnie shot straight up, eyes wide. “I’ll text you tomorrow. Bye.”

“Who were you talking to?” Bonnie nearly fell off the couch trying to scramble across the room to her cousin and snatch away her phone. Annie was too quick, pulling it out of Bonnie’s grasp.

“No one!” Annie assured her, though the same grin was still plastered across her face. Bonnie made a grab for her phone again, narrowly missing.

“Is no one who is making you smile like that?” Bonnie accused, pointing at Annie’s face. If possible, Annie’s grin only grew wider.

“You have to tell me,” Bonnie demanded. 

“Its just… its new and we’re so happy and its not like I’m embarrassed or anything… I just… I don’t know. I don’t want to make a big deal or anything,” she paused. “But it’s kind of a big deal.”

“Yeah. An ‘I love you’ kind of big deal, clearly!”

“Bonnie, stop!” Annie was blushing. Bonnie grabbed her cousin’s hand and pulling her onto the couch next to her.

“I promise I won’t tell a soul. Even Alan,” Bonnie assured her. Annie bit her lip and took a deep breath.

okay so I feel like drea probably doesn’t like annie that much???? drea is a super workaholic and so intensely focused on it, that she doesn’t understand when people aren’t as focused/driven as she is?? and she’d def feel like she takes her job more seriously than annie does b/c while she doesn’t know all the ins-and-outs of the annie/drew relationship, she def knows that there was one and then there wasn’t and that things were awkward between them for awhile and to drea that’s literally the height of unprofessionalism to even consider dating a coworker b.c something like that could happen and yeah ... she def never bothered to get to know annie, but now she def can’t be bothered, haha. like I’m really sorry about her b/c her heart is in the right place, but she can be a bitch sometimes??? 

okay so idk when you want annie/max to have dated (honestly wheneves works for me b/c max’s timeline is pretty much open except for a brief period back in high school when he dated natalie ... altho tbh even then is open b/c I don’t think max is a 1 girl at a time type of guy anyway, haha) ANYWAY, I can tell you that max was probably the worst bf she’s ever had and he only wanted to get into her pants and tbh as soon as he was bored w/ that he moved on to the next one 

Perching in his usual position a top a tall stool, a thin paint brush clutched between his teeth and covered in his typical paint splatter overalls, Alan cocked his head to the side, regarding his latest work.

Newly invigorated by finishing at least one project, Alan had started revisiting other old projects hoping that maybe some spark of inspiration would strike him and he’d suddenly find himself able to finish them as well.

So far, it had been a nice idea. And he’d finished nothing.

He sighed around the brush, dropping his color palette onto the table beside him at the same moment he heard his front door open. Annie called out to him and, forgetting the brush completely, he jumped up and started toward the door, calling out a response.

“Ern tah sooodevoh!” He’d reached her by that time and, realizing his mistake, pulled the brush from his mouth and laughed a little. “Sorry. Occupational hazard. I was in the studio.” He reached out, pulling her into a hug before he added, “It’s good to see you. But you’re early. I wasn’t expecting you for hours.”