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Post by Bri on Oct 29, 2023 20:49:47 GMT -6
Sunny pouted at him, "there's some food here, Stormy doesn't like eating at the Dance Hall all the time." She said, knowing it was easy for her to call into bad habits, like working all the time and eating at the dance hall but now that she was on her own and she had Stormy every other weekend and no one else to rely on she'd try to be better at getting the home to at least have food in it. She got up from the bed, grabbing Thomas's shirt since it'd be long enough to cover her and her underwear but went into the bathroom first, freshening up a little and pulling on the shirt and underwear before heading to the kitchen, pulling her hair over her shoulder into a braid.
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Post by Kiersten on Oct 29, 2023 21:27:52 GMT -6
Thomas was glad that his forgetting wasn’t as bad as he first thought, but he was still disappointed in himself. He’d thrown himself into work just as she had, just to keep himself busy. “Good, lets see what we can whip up.” He checked the fridge, pantry, and cabinets and got to work making breakfast, hearing her disappear into the bathroom in her room.
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Post by Bri on Oct 29, 2023 22:07:50 GMT -6
Sunny grimaced a little, hoping there was something in the fridge that would be good enough to cook with outside of the instant meals she tended to fall back on when turning on the stove sometimes seemed like too much. "Okay." She sat down at the kitchen table, trying not to frown as she watched Thomas, still wondering what the fuck was going on.
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Post by Kiersten on Oct 29, 2023 22:18:14 GMT -6
Thomas cooked up a couple of eggs and bacon, putting in a couple of pieces of bread before walking over to the coffee machine. “Coffee? Might help after drinking last night.” He’d make a cup anyways, planning to down about three cups just so he could stay awake, though that would mean he’d have to think about what last night might mean. He placed a plate of food in front of her and eyed his shirt, not wanting to smile, though a small one formed. “Let’s invite the girls to the Dance Hall, it’s mutual ground for everyone, lets hope we can talk this out.” He sighed, not wanting to think about what would happen if Stormy or Reign didn’t show or didn’t actually want to listen.
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Post by Bri on Oct 29, 2023 22:35:40 GMT -6
Sunny toyed with the ends of her hair but glanced at Thomas, nodding, "coffee would be great." Maybe it would help with the headache she felt was about to start. She saw the hint of a smile on his lips but kept her eyes down on the food, trying not to think too much of it. "Today?" She asked, ripping off a corner of her toast and shoving it in her mouth, feeling a twinge behind her eyes.
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Post by Kiersten on Oct 30, 2023 16:41:06 GMT -6
Thomas started making coffee, keeping his back from her, not wanting to stare at her when she probably didn’t want him to. She was probably thinking this was a one time, maybe just having someone she knew could trust to sleep with, he could at least be that. “We don’t have to today, they both might need a few days to cool down.” He wasn’t sure if they would, but they could wait.
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Post by Bri on Oct 30, 2023 21:27:21 GMT -6
Sunny focused on her food, continuing to nibble at her toast and what else was on her plate. She didn't know what to think, do, or say. "Okay." She said softly, "I think that's best, to wait." She said, leaning head against the wall and sighing softly.
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Post by Kiersten on Oct 30, 2023 23:01:15 GMT -6
Once Thomas was finished making coffee, he set one cup in front of her and sipped on another in his other hand. He finally looked at her, feeling desire bubble to the surface, “We’ll get through this, may take some time, but we will.” Thomas wasn’t sure how long it would take, but knew the girls would forgive them.
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Post by Bri on Oct 30, 2023 23:29:26 GMT -6
Sunny picked up the coffee as she pulled one of her knees up to her chest, not thinking of the way the shirt fell back and held the mug in both hands, staring down at it until he started to talk. "Yeah," she said softly and looked up at him, into his eyes and feeling her chest tighten, "we will."
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Post by Kiersten on Oct 31, 2023 9:37:23 GMT -6
Thomas started digging into his food, though his fork stopped halfway to his mouth when he watched his shirt slide down her leg. He didn’t say anything, turning away instead to sip his coffee and look out the nearest window. “This got messier than it should be.” He admitted.
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Post by Bri on Nov 1, 2023 11:23:39 GMT -6
Sunny couldn't stop herself from flinching when he looked away from her, missing that he had looked at her shirt and assuming he just didn't want anything to do with her. "It did," she said softly, "we were just trying to protect them and it back fired." She sighed, looking down at her place and poking the eggs with her fork, feeling like a rock was in her stomach and didn't feel that hungry anymore.
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Post by Kiersten on Nov 1, 2023 12:35:33 GMT -6
Thomas barely caught her flinching, it wasn’t much, and he only caught the end of her turning away. He wasn’t sure if it was because of him or something else, but his stomach felt full of knots. “We weren’t careful enough, Stormy got caught in it when she shouldn’t have,” And now Reign was more involved when she should have ben focusing on her own future.
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Post by Bri on Nov 1, 2023 20:24:59 GMT -6
Sunny nodded, pushing her bangs away from her face. "Yeah," she said softly, "we should have known better, I should have known better." She shook her head, thinking of her own parents and how often they would fight when they thought that she was asleep or unable to hear them when really she was just a quiet witness to it all until her mom just left. Her stomach churned at the thought, "fuck," she whispered, "I'm just like my damn mom."
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Post by Kiersten on Nov 1, 2023 21:15:15 GMT -6
“It’s not all your fault Sunny,” Thomas probably should have been more careful too, he didn’t think about Stormy overhearing anything. He sighed and dropped his fork, “You are not like your mom Sunny.” He stated in his serious tone, placing both hands on the counter. “You are not your mother at all. You are an amazing mom.” He wasn’t sure how many times he could say it, but he was starting to feel blue in the face.
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Post by Bri on Nov 1, 2023 21:44:08 GMT -6
Sunny couldn't seem to stop herself from putting all the blame on her shoulders, she was the one who had chosen to leave after all. She leaned back, looking at Thomas while she willed herself not to cry, "s-sometimes I don't feel like it," she said quietly and rubbed at her eyes, she didn't feel like she needed kind words though, she needed something also, someone to just hold her instead of speak.
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Post by Kiersten on Nov 1, 2023 22:26:32 GMT -6
Thomas felt his fingers itching with the need to hold her, but he wasn’t sure he could do that anymore, especially after last night. Clearly it was a mistake now, wondering if she was planning to just forget it happened or blame it on alcohol. “I can’t keep watching you beat yourself up Sunny,” He shook his head and looked down at his plate, his food growing cold but he suddenly didn’t feel hungry anymore. “I don’t know what you need, or what you want, but beating yourself up like that isn’t going to help.” He ran his hand over his face, suddenly feeling tired and drained, and the long list of work he had to do today was still hanging over his head. “Once you figure out what you want, I think you can figure out what you need. What do you want Sunny? To stay here? To try singing?” He asked, hoping the questions might help her mind get off this ridiculous idea of her being a bad mom just because she wanted to be free.
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Post by Bri on Nov 1, 2023 22:54:19 GMT -6
Sunny was quiet for a moment, beating herself didn't help anything but that didn't mean she could magically stop or not feel like she deserved it to some extent. She frowned when he talked about singing, shaking her head. "Thomas...singing? I'm don't think anything like that could ever happen realistically." She had let go of that dream a long time ago but then a frown was crossing her fac when he asked her about staying here, was he thinking she would leave? Would he want her to? She couldn't do something like that. "What do I want?" She repeated softly, her jaw clenching slightly as she felt a lick of anger up her neck pushing at her to start a fight with him, argue, do something to lash out. She took a deep breath, willing herself to calm down, "I want our daughters to be okay."
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Post by Kiersten on Nov 2, 2023 16:28:28 GMT -6
“You wanted to be a singer in high school, before… Before the girls, why is that not realistic?” Thomas thought she was good enough, though she hadn’t sung around him in years, he wasn’t sure why that stopped. He held his breath waiting for the answer to what she wanted but wasn’t surprised by that. “Alright, we are working on that. What else?” There had to be something that she specifically wanted for herself.
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Post by Bri on Nov 2, 2023 20:04:37 GMT -6
"Yeah, that was high school," Sunny said with a small smile, "I'm thirty-six, a mom, and have a business to run, I don't think I want to be famous anymore, even though I still love singing." She admitted to him, "besides being famous looks like a lot of loss of privacy and bullshit I don't think I want to deal with." She said, looked down at her plate and taking a bite of food, giving herself time to answer the question rather than fill her stomach. "I...want...to just be held." She sighed softly, leaning down and putting her forehead against her knee, feeling utterly pathetic because that was the only thing she could think of.
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Post by Kiersten on Nov 2, 2023 21:09:58 GMT -6
Thomas sighed, shrugging his shoulders, “Just because you’re a mom, and your thirty-six doesn’t mean you can’t follow a dream, but you do you,” He couldn’t force her, he just wanted her to be happy. He did agree with the loss of privacy, he wouldn’t want to be famous. He thought he wanted to go out and do something, but he was happy to stay in this little town. He felt his chest tighten when she said she wanted to be held, but would she want him to? He hesitated at first, but he walked around the counter and wrapped his arms around her. After a few minutes he took a deep breath, “Don’t worry so much. Your girls are doing great, we’ll fix the issues between them and us, but please, don’t think you aren’t worthy of being shellfish sometimes.” He felt everyone needed to be shellfish, it healed something to just do something for yourself.
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Post by Bri on Nov 2, 2023 22:18:30 GMT -6
Sunny shook her head, "dreams change sometimes." She told him, remembering the desire to want to blow up and be a famous singer, she had still wanted that after having Reign but then over time it changed as she saw Reign smile, take her first steps and then she got to do it again with Stormy. She loved her kids and sometimes she wished she had more, for a long time when she looked at her family she felt like she had a whole new dream...but then it fell apart. When she felt his arms around her she stiffened at first but then slowly relaxed, leaning her head back against him, "okay." She said softly, feeling a little bit of hope blossom in her chest that maybe...maybe they could fix their relationship, if they could just catch that spark again.
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Post by Kiersten on Nov 3, 2023 18:25:51 GMT -6
Thomas just let the silence fall between them, but his eyes flittered to the stove clock, knowing he would have to leave soon if he wasn’t going to leave his employees hanging. He didn’t want to leave his work for them to do without warning, but he knew Sunny needed a moment. He wanted to be there for her, though it killed him each time she doubted herself.
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Post by Bri on Nov 3, 2023 21:20:12 GMT -6
Slowly Sunny rested her head against Thomas's arm, sighing softly as she started to enjoy this moment between them, missing the feeling of having someone there to comfort her. They had used to be like this until one day...they weren't. She reached up, resting her hand on his forearm and gently squeezing.
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Post by Kiersten on Nov 3, 2023 22:20:57 GMT -6
Thomas felt his heart stop, not wanting to hope this meant something more, but he was worried. They often slept together, he was sure, out of convenience. They admitted they had no feelings for each other. Thomas didn’t think so, but she might have. He didn’t want to drag her down if she wasn’t happy. That’s when Thomas heard it, his phone started ringing, and he knew who was calling. He stiffened, unsure whether to answer the call from work, his number two wondering where he was, and he thought of the list again. “Sunny, I’m sorry,” He apologized, knowing she needed more of this. Maybe this is what they lost, maybe she’d want to be his. “I’ll come back. Just tell me when." He heard his phone stop ringing and smirked, "I've got time thought." He whispered into hr ear.
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Post by Bri on Nov 4, 2023 15:43:42 GMT -6
Sunny couldn't stop the sigh from escaping her when she heard his phone ring, sure he was going to let go to get it but when he didn't she felt a little bit of hope that maybe something had changed. She tilted her head to look up at him, about to say something but stopped when a shiver raced down her back from his breath against her ear. "Time for what exactly?" She asked, having an idea of what he was getting at but instead of making her heart race it just...seemed to sink. Was this all they would be? Cheap hook ups? She supposed that was the easiest thing but part of her had hoped that this time apart would have made heart grow fonder, or however that saying went but maybe it had done the opposite.
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Post by Kiersten on Nov 4, 2023 16:31:45 GMT -6
Thomas felt his stomach drop, he knew instantly he had said the wrong thing, wondering what was wrong with him. Though he felt confused at the same time. “I’m, sorry, I…” He stopped talking because he didn’t have a good excuse and he didn’t want to admit the truth. He swallowed the nervous lump in his throat, knowing it was done, whatever they just had between them. He’d fucked it up.
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Post by Bri on Nov 4, 2023 19:09:47 GMT -6
The moment was gone, whatever it was it was gone. She should have known better than allow herself to be vulnerable and belief that the gentle touches could mean they could repair anything. She carefully got up, slipping out of his arms and feeling like her insides were growing cold. "It's fine," she said with a shaky breath, "you should get to work soon, or else you'll keep getting calls." She walked down the hall a bit but paused when she realized what she was wearing and took off his shirt, tossing it back to Thomas. "I need to shower. We can arrange something with the girls later." She mumbled, slipping into the bathroom and starting the water.
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Post by Kiersten on Nov 4, 2023 22:04:16 GMT -6
Thomas could only watch her, watch his shirt fly through the air and land on the ground near his feet. He was so stupid, but he couldn’t do anything about that now. If she wasn’t done with him before, she seemed down with him now. He listened till the sounds of a shower started up before he gathered his clothes, got dressed, grabbed his phone and keys, and headed out. He made a mess of things again, it seemed to be his trait. He looked back at her trailer and hoped he could fix it.
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Post by Bri on Nov 4, 2023 23:13:26 GMT -6
Sunny didn't step into the shower until she heard Thomas leave, the water was a bit hotter than she intended when she stepped into it but sighed, letting it wash over her as tears started to fall down her face. She had to get it together before going into work today but for now she didn't need to hold back.
Outside Stormy was walking back to the trailer, kicking at a rock with a frown on her face. She was still irritated with Reign, with everyone in her family really, and spending a night away didn't help as much as she hoped it had. She rounded the corner to her Moms trailer when she noticed an instantly recognizable truck in the drive way and someone stepping outside. "Dad?" She whispered softly, brows furrowing together as she stepped behind a large tree, wondering what the hell he had been doing here and leaving in rather wrinkly clothes.
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Post by Kiersten on Nov 4, 2023 23:37:31 GMT -6
The end, dun dun duuuuuuuun
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