Red Rose

Claim Status: Unclaimed

Relationship status: dating

Ice cream with my Miss

The flair of attitude in Marley’s voice and the scenario they’d worked the dolls into was the last straw for Brittany. She dissolved into a fit of giggles and had to put Jessica down as to not accidentally throw them. “You’re super fun Marley, we should totally play dolls more often. It’s so so good for the imagination.” Brittany retrieved her nearly forgotten champagne glass for a healthy sip, and she stood, needing to attend to other party things. “I’ll come back around in a little bit to see how Skipper is doing in this super big mess she’s made.” The blonde reached down and ruffled up Marley’s hair a bit then dropped an affectionate boop to her nose. “Don’t let them set the dream house on fire okay? Oh, and don’t forget to drink your milk!” 

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Marley was happy to watch Brittany giggle over her performance - she’d gotten more into it than she’d expected, and it was fun to have someone there beside her who appreciated that.  “I’d really like that, Miss, we definitely should.  It’s like our own little story - and you’ve got such a good imagination.”  She giggled herself as Brittany ruffled her hair.  “I’ll keep the fire extinguisher right here, Miss!  Have a fun time, I’ll be here when you get back!”

Aston didn’t comment on Grace going to live with her, she just gave her the now you know that ain’t gonna happen look, tacking on a smile and a scratch under the dog’s chin at the end anyhow. “Great. That’s good.” It was a relief is what is was but she was trying very hard not to be too much up in Marley’s business. While simultaneously making all her own business a little bit all about Marley. Aston would be focused on conditioning, it was the same program she would have taken back in Atlanta but there was just also something to look forward to on weekends–or even take the hour ride at the end of a not so exhaustive practice day. “I was thinking most weekends? And some Thursdays, because I’ll be missing you on those days.” Thursday being their set day for each other amid their hectic schedules. 

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Marley knew that Grace wasn’t about to go and live with Aston, but it was cute to think about and she’d get to run every morning.  “That, um,” she rubbed quickly at her eyes.  “That would be really wonderful, Miss.  Thursdays are definitely going to be weird if I don’t see you.  And we can do lots of things on the weekends when you come see Fort Lauderdale.  It’s a nice city except during spring break, and fortunately we’ll miss that.”

Aston let out a short relieved breath and visibly relaxed, her smile returning. “Oh no?” She laughed, imaging the dog by the door with pleading eyes as she greets Aston most mornings and Marley having to politely let her down. The Switch stretched out across the short length of the bed on her elbow and reached out to give Marley’s leg a pat. “I think the yard will be just fine for her.” Aston watched Marley a moment longer, gathering her thoughts. “I know it wont be the same but, you know I ain’t gonna be far and I’d be really glad to visit as much as you want. If you think that’d be alright with your Mama.”  

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“I hope so, or she may just have to come and live with you,” Marley’s joke was weak, but it was about all she could do while she was feeling emotional.  Even the little touch of her leg was nearly enough to bring new tears to her eyes.  “As much as you’d like, Miss, I’d love that a lot.  And Mom would be really happy to meet you.”  Marley didn’t exactly have many friends at home and certainly no relationships, so Millie would be not so secretly thrilled to have someone show up just for her.  “I know you’re going to be really busy.  But you’re so welcome anytime you want.”

“Yup, all set.” Aston said, doing a little self satisfied dance on her way to sitting herself down on the edge of Marley’s bed. “I can’t believe its already been–” Having looked up from almost reluctantly patting Grace on the head Aston noticed the flush to Marley’s face and the evidence of tears around her eyes. “What’s wrong?” She asked, her eyes doing a full scan of Marley, trying not to let herself to jump to any worse case scenario’s before Marley could even speak. 

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“Nothing,” Marley shook her head, rubbing at her eyes.  “I’m just being silly, Miss.  I was just laying here thinking how much I’m going to miss rooming with you for the summer.  That’s all, I promise.”  She hadn’t wanted to worry Aston, but hiding her emotions hadn’t ever been a strength of hers.  “I’m just hoping Grace hasn’t gotten too used to running with you, because I’m definitely not taking her on runs back home.  She’ll just have to run around the yard.”

“All packed.” Aston said as she entered Marley’s room. Having left it to the weekend she’d been getting the last of her things together most of the day. Now showered and getting ready for an early bedtime to catch a flight in the morning, Aston was looking forward to settling down. @thisrosewillnotwilt​

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Marley quickly rubbed at her eyes, not wanting to show off the tears that had been standing in them.  It was stupid - she knew she was going to see Aston over the summer, which made it silly to think about missing her.  But truthfully she was going to struggle to cope with not having her in the same room on a regular basis.  “All set then, Miss?”

Brittany giggled as she watched the tiny shoe fall out the window and bounce across the floor but she did her best to get back into character, giving her doll a little shake as they talked. “It doesn’t LOOK like just a friend!” She said with a higher pitch in her voice. “You were so mad at me when I was scening with Tyrone in Paraguay and you didn’t know it and now, you’re hanging out in some dream house on OUR anniversary!!” The blonde giggled again, unable to keep a straight face, manipulating the doll so that both arms were raised in outrage. 

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Marley’s laugh was bright as she watched Brittany get into character.  It was entirely too much fun to just sit and play, and she was very grateful that the doll station had ended up being part of the party.  “Oh, I know you didn’t bring up Tyrone right now!” she gasped indignantly.  “You scened with him on my birthday!  Was I just supposed to be okay with that?  Huh?”

Marley was so stinking cute, especially with a pink milk mustache. Brittany was immediately glad she had decided to come over and join her. “Ooo” She embellished, smoothing out her doll’s dress and spinning around their earring so it was dangling the right direction. “ A love triad, classic.” The Domme stood her doll just outside the doll house, her expression growing serious. “This is Jessica. They want to know why Skipper has been spending so much time in Malibu and who this Barbie woman is??” The blonde covered her mouth at one side and leaned toward Marley conspiratorially. “Skip forgot to fill in the non-monogamous partner about this friend with benefits uh-oh.” 

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Marley gasped, covering her mouth with one hand.  “Oh my gosh.  She is going to be in so much trouble.”  Reaching into the house, she carefully pulled out Skipper and moved her into the most contrite pose she could manage to get a doll into.  “She says Barbie’s definitely just a friend who she comes to visit sometimes.”  Reaching back into the house, she grabs a shoe from Barbie and pushes it out the window.  “Barbie definitely heard her say that, and she is not happy at being called just a friend.”  Marley took another drink of milk, losing herself a little in the story.