Doting Duchess

Marissa didn’t really have time to spend all day at the grocery store. Her daughter needed picked up from school in a hour, then she’d promised she would call into a client’s house to touch up her roots before she had to rush home to put dinner in the oven. Dinner that currently hadn’t been bought and was either going to be beef or chicken from the options in her hand. “Paisley is refusing to eat beef. She won’t even try it,” She complained, sighing as she stared down the package of food the eight year old would no doubt push around her plate for twenty minutes before switching her gaze to the safer option, “Which means I should probably buy it, right? I should encourage her to try new things.” But was it really worth the argument, apparently she’d passed on the stubborn genes and it was panning out to be a long day.

It had been over two weeks since Felicity bought any type of groceries. Her cabinets were practically empty, unless you counted canned foods. Out of indolence, she had been buying too much Ubereats or Grubhub. Some days her mind was so mentally exhausted, preparing a meal was almost an unfeasible task, but she knew she couldn't become reliant on fast-food as she had in college, especially her master’s program. .Strolling through the isle, Felicity’s auburn eyes glanced at the items packed on the shelves, uncertain of what she even wanted. Unexpectantly,  she heard a female speak, though it was evident more so out loud than to her. A  soft and amorous laugh split from the rims of her mouth, with an uneven smile spreading across both laterals of her face. “ I can sometimes barely remember to feed myself, I couldn’t imagine having to worry about a kid.”  She shrugged lightly. “ The therapist in me would say it is so essential for children to grasp the notion that they will not always be able to control situations to their liking, such as dinner but you're the one that has to deal with them all day, not me.” 

Coffee in hand, Astrid finally felt ready to face the day. She might not have gotten a decent nights sleep, and her niece might but under investigation for murder, but concealer did wonders to hide the bags under her eyes and she was not going to let something as trivial as sleep deprivation get in her way.

A soft laugh split from Felicity's lips, as she shook her head. “ I don’t understand the hype over coffee” With the words leaving her mouth, Felicity stared at the pink straw sitting in her cup. “ Don’t kill the messenger but I don’t like the taste”  She shrugged her shoulders before taking a sip of her hot ginger tea. Immediately it relaxed her, feeling the warmth running through her body slowly.

penelope was in the library, which was business as usual to anybody who knew her. she’d been a proper history nerd growing up, and there are just some things you never quite grow out of. libraries had always felt a bit like second homes to her, and she often visited on her not-so-good days just because the setting could cheer her up at least a little. she’d woken up that morning feeling like today could be one of those types of days, so she’d made her way to the library, hoping to avoid the feeling of stress before it could fully appear. 

A soft smile crept between both corners of Felicity’s lips, as she noticed a woman trying to reach a book from the shelf. For the last three hours, Felicity was engrossed in her favorite author’s novel, which had just been released days ago. She had never made friends very easily, instead kept to herself and would much rather become lost in a good story. If it weren’t for her mental health advocacy and her patients, she may have gone into storytelling at some point,  but she loved what she did and wouldn’t change it for anything. Indolently, Felicity's feet paced towards the other, who couldn't be much older than her. As she approached the woman, there was an odd familiarity to her, although Felicity couldn't place her finger on it and was certain the two never met.

Ryan is glad for this beautiful day outside she starts to walk around with her camera and would start takes pictures in the park of about everything it made her smile then she sees someone giving them a smile. “Hello are you enjoying your day?” she asked them putting her camera down.

Unexpectantly, Felicity sees a woman carrying a camera. Her dark brown eyes travel up, with a small smile forming between both laterals of her cheeks. “ Oh god, please tell me I didn’t get in your picture.” As the words fall from the brims of her mouth, Felicity brushes a few strands of her hair behind her ears. “ My day was alright, and yours?” Truthfully Felicity had not had a good day in a while, but you don’t exactly tell your life story to a random person on the street. 

“Oh please was that even a question?” Felicity tilted her to the side, as both corners of her lips bent into a half-smirk, with a small laugh following. She may not be a teacher, but she loved the students at the school just as much.  Typically Felicity could only counsel them once a week, nonetheless, it was still worth it, especially when noting the progress some made.  “ I think  the better question is, how long will you last until the waterworks.” Her eyes moved away from the male, holding in another laugh resting on the crest of her lips. 

The left corner of Felicity’s lip bent. Her eyes sat on the girl for a brief moment. It was apparent their mind was preoccupied, to say the least. She had been there too many times to count. Felicity's glance dropped to her feet, holding in a slight laugh. She loved spending the day at the high school, though typically she could only find space on Fridays. At times it was weird being back in the halls, especially when most thought she was a student herself. “ I know you aren’t listening to me” The words spread from her lips in a still tone, as she arched one eyebrow. Her glanced shifted back up to the girl, with a smirk almost sitting between both cheeks. Felicity tugged at her hair tie around her wrist.  “ I won’t nag you or anything, just, try to slow down a bit. Senior year can be a little hectic, I get it.” Felicity popped off the band and put her bronze hair in a messy ponytail.