Who: Rarity & Art When: 4.7 Afternoon Where: Fitzwilliam House What: Lazy Afternoons Rating: TBD/Low Closed
Rarity sighed as she pushed her feet off of the ground and let the little hanging swing on their home's beautiful porch sway. The babies were down for their nap, the house was quiet for but a moment, and with baby monitor on the rail the blond once-ony found a moment to rest. A year had gone by so fast, she thought to herself as she swung in the warm island breeze. This time last year her husband had been missing, which seemed so strange to think about now that he was back in her life. Rarity tried her best to live each day to the fullest but some days it seemed harder than others. Today? Today was the kind of day that reminded her to be grateful for all that she had: Art, Amy and the triplets, Applejack and all of her friends here and back home. She had love in her life, fantastic health, and a marvelous shop. So as she swung to and fro the woman closed her eyes and smiled, listening to the soft sounds of the children turning over in their cribs, the ocean lapping across the sand, and the distant sound of footsteps from household dwellers.