Gigi Darcy is THE meddling expert (meddlingexpert) wrote in welcomethreads, @ 2013-07-12 22:29:00 |
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Gigi Darcy was on a mission: her brother was out there without her guidance and knowledge of Storybrooke thanks to the marathoning she had done of the show over spring break. She didn’t have a clue where he was from on their timeline, and that could either be a very good or bad thing depending on where he was from. While she loved her brother dearly, she couldn’t help but hope that he was from after Lizzie’s diaries had stopped airing so he could have his happily ever after with the spirited redhead. It was no secret that the Darcys were a very affluent family, and Gigi had always been careful to research her brother’s potential suitors to check for potential golddiggers. Her brother was a brilliant, great guy – if not terribly socially awkward – but women weren’t his area of expertise. Facebook and Google made her digging easier, and finding Lizzie’s vlogs had been a piece of cake when her brother had emailed her Lizzie’s name when Darcy told her she was coming to observe at the company. Lizzie Bennet appeared smart, poised, and determined to make her own way through life, something Gigi could appreciate in a woman, so she decided to give her a chance. She wasn’t sorry for practically locking them in a room and running away claiming that she had Plans because hello! They were happy now. Sure, it took them a while to actually get on the same level communication-wise, but they were happy and had weekly anniversaries penciled into her brother’s planner. That was love if Gigi ever saw it. Gigi folded her petite stature into a chair between the front door and the elevator and waited, her ankles crossed as she watched the traffic go by. If her brother was sticking to a similar routine than he was back home – and let’s face it, probably was – she knew that he’d soon be stepping outside for some fresh air. Like herself, her brother was an athlete and appreciated the benefits simply taking a five minute break to stretch his legs could do. However, Gigi wasn’t as good at staying still and poised like William, so she fiddled with her black bob and bounced her legs in anticipation. Sooner or later he’d be forced to walk by her. |