Morningstar Manor

After a lie in and a hot breakfast Adam made his way down the garage with a small bucket and a set of rags.

With Selma's passenger door hanging open he scrubbed, trying to get jello stains out of the seat.

~.~

Something strange was going on with the mail, Alec thought. After almost a year of marriage he was more than used to seeing all sorts of deliveries for Ang - but here lately...nothing. Not a bill, not a packet from her foster home, not even a flyer from that boutique she liked.

He knew what it looked like, but he refused to believe it. Why would Ang come down, get her own mail and leave him to come get his own? That would be completely out of character.

He shook his head and turned to the sorting counter.

Things were probably just slow right now.

~.~

Down in the gym, Jazz sat on the floor in her little shorts and sports top and stretched out her legs, one long limb at a time.

Last night her dance professor had set them all with an interesting little task and she was eager to begin work on it. She slowly leaned down over her leg, holding her toes with her fingertips. She held that position for a few deep breaths, then she sat back up and switched to the other leg.

She had exactly five minutes before Robbie was supposed to be at her door and she still felt like a wreck. She'd tried on at least ten outfits, not knowing why she was making such a big deal out of this, but just knowing she had to.
She twisted in front of the mirror in her final outfit, a cream-colored sweaterdress  that while modest in length, clung to her figure but didn't make her look too 'Woo hoo! Fuck me!" and a pair of brown boots.  She ran a hand through her hair which she'd styled in loose curls and checked her make up, deciding that she'd just wear this and call it a night. She didn't have time to change again anyway.

Eli had finally fallen asleep about an hour after the sun came up. Which was why he groaned at the knock on the door and answered it with a yawn. He still had red tinted spots on his head, arms, and the back of his hand.

Seeing Bea on the other side of his door, he wondered if he was still dreaming. Then he remembered that yesterday was Friday and today they were going shopping for furniture. "Morning sunshine." He said with a grin as he held the door open for her to come in.

Anastasia knocked on Tristan's door on Saturday night wearing a black dress and a pair of black heels. She'd gotten out of him earlier in the week via text that he was taking tonight off, so she showed up, ready to ask him to run away with her to the next town over to see the gallery premier of a former student.

I got a weird tip today at work! 2 free tickets to the movies. I know why i got them too, they need to be used by the end of the month lol! Wanna come and see a movie with me tomorrow?