WHO Marcie and Cathal WHEN Sunday afternoon WHERE Out at a park WHAT An afternoon picnic and chats and kissies WARNINGS probably none
A week had never passed so quickly or so pleasantly in a very long time. Not since the heady days of her first blush of lust with Tragos had Marcie felt so happy and so good. Although her parents knew, nobody else yet did, and it was kind of fun to send sneaky little texts with suggestive emojis. Marco seemed to be surprised at the development, but he came around to the idea pretty quickly, and said Cathal was a good guy with a good work ethic, and certainly was a step up from- and then stopped and stuck his head in the fridge while Celeste far-too-brightly suggested that Cathal could join them for dinner? Marcie gave a blanket No to any and all dinner invites for the time being. At least until she could break the news to Kaden.
Oof, Kaden. She tried really hard not to flaunt her sudden happiness but it was very difficult when Cathal was being so cute. She still lay awake at night, her thoughts racing with guilt and worry, but when the sun was up, things seemed better.
The sun on this particular day was shining down on the two of them on a picnic- basket, blanket, two sneaky glasses of bubbles in the summer sun. Marcie picked a cherry tomato out of her salad and popped it into her mouth, smiling as she tilted her head back to bask in the summer sun. She was cute and summery today, red wedges and a pretty white and red floral dress with her hair out and in gentle waves. She wanted to look the part, and be more feminine than her designer wardrobe of miniskirts and a lot of black. She hadn’t even paid that much for the dress, finding it in a second-hand boutique in town.
Sitting out here with Cathal, she could pretend she didn’t still have so much shit to deal with. She could be a breezy summer girl, with not a care in the world.