#undecadent

clementine + @undecadent

It's strange. There was nothing she wanted less than this life. Nonoko was done struggling, done grifting, ready to just settle in. However, she still had to pinch herself when she went to pick up Maya from Vita freaking Winslet. Somehow, she'd gotten used to famous creatives, but literal aristocrats were still beyond her comprehension. "Thank you so much for doing this last minute." She always hid her star-struck nervousness around Vita with the huff and puff of being a working mother. Exhaling because she'd just driven so fast to see her daughter again. Needing to lean against because she'd been working with equipment at a funny angle. "She's picking up some really nasty stuff from pre-school. You think terrible twos and then suddenly, hey mom can I fight Freddie?"

Being home about two hours later than he intended was not Anton’s idea of the evening going smoothly, but he came in huffing and puffing ready to apologise. “Alright, they didn’t have the tomatoes I really wanted,” Anton said. He plopped the bag of groceries down on the counter. “But they did have the specific cheese and olives I wanted. I had to make a big fuss though, not a great look in public.” Immediately, he sat down, letting out a big sigh. “Please let my old bones rest for a second before making me again,” he added sweetly, tilting his head back with an old man groan.