#sunrisedreamers

Stella was impressed with her willpower.  Angel had gone down easy enough, finally used to the time zone in Paris, but it was almost two in the morning and Miles still wasn’t back.  There was security outside the hotel room, but she knew for a fact that there were still hundreds of fans lurking around the streets below, hoping for a single glimpse of her fiancé in his way back from the interview and meet and greet he had to do after his show.  She was getting sleepy, but she worried about Miles sometimes, and she knew that if she tried to sleep without him there, it would be fruitless.  So instead she waited, sipping a glass of wine and eating cheese and crackers, because that was her favorite thing about France so far, that she got to eat some of the best food in the entire world.  

The fact that Adriana could fit into her favorite little black dress for the first time in months had been enough to call Stella and see if she could take Dexter for the night.  She and Anthony had taken to parenthood a lot easier than she’d thought they would, but the last time they’d gone on a date had been three months ago, and while she knew that it was still a little risky going out downtown where people were always unabashedly stopping them to ask Tony questions about his experiences as a POW, she’d made a reservation at the tiny restaurant he’d taken her to after he’d proposed and spent the past half hour getting beautiful for her husband.  Stella showed up ten minutes before she expected Anthony and she made sure Dexter was bundled up before she kissed him over and over again, telling him how much she loved him as he reached for his cousin Angelica, clearly not bothered by the fact that he was leaving for the night.  Waving goodbye, Adriana closed the door behind her and went to pour herself another glass of wine.

Text || Tiana

It had taken a couple of hours, but they'd reached the point in the party where Amaia was actually excited to have her father there and was making him help her with everything.  She was seven years old and Karina was pretty proud of what an awesome kid she was turning out to be.  The one thing she worried about was the resentment she'd picked up on after Amaia turned six and came home from school asking why her daddy didn't live with her like everyone else's daddy did.  

At least he'd finally stopped crying.  Adriana must have gotten her  text and come to take Angelo... she was a good aunt, and she'd be a good mother too.  Evie thought she could be a good mother, but today, the anniversary of her own mother's death, she'd woken up to an empty bed and a crying baby and she just couldn't do it.  

Text || Jaela

Joey wasn't the girl who went running to her parents when she couldn't sleep.  The last time she'd climbed in bed with them had probably been when she was six, and she was pretty sure it had been to pee, and then run away laughing. 

Text || Stella & Miles