Even your emotions have an echo in so much space

Outfit

She had the night off, and a part of the next day, so Malissa had gotten in her car after work, went home and changed and then drove. She put the top down and just didn’t think about where she was going, she just went. Not something that happened often, but she needed it. She needed to go, to get out and just leave. Her apartment had been fixed back up how she liked it. All traces of the one who got away were gone. She had cried the entire time, but now she was trying to get her shit together. They were only together for a few months, Mal had proposed and spooked her. Sure she was moving really fast, but she knew what she wanted and she had a plan to help her get to rights, to get out of the Leaky. Carrying a child for another family, even a pureblood family sounded like a good idea, they were going to let her live with them, they were going to pay for everything. Malissa still had no ideas what had gone wrong. She had no idea what the problem was, but she was moving on, trying to move past it.

Forgetting was harder than one wanted to think, it was so much harder than she wanted it to be. It was hard to let go, and just be, but that was what made life so beautiful. The scars that they bore made them who they were and it helped form everything about a person. Malissa had her fair share of them and she would have so much more than she would have any other way, but she had large decisions before her. She had been discussing with her sister the possibility of just marrying some lower run pureblood, or a halfblood bastard of a nice family. She was still pure, but was a squib and most likely her children would be magical. Xiomara even offered to help her find a husband. She… wasn’t sure about it. She had a lot to think about. Having someone’s kid for them and being clinical was one thing, but marrying a man when she wasn’t interested in them was a kind of self punishment that wasn’t really her thing.

Did she want a family eventually, yes, but that was her own deal. She had to decide what she wanted, and what would be best for her. Each thing had pros, each had cons, but nothing was settled better, than over a bottle of whiskey. She sat in a dark corner of the place, a room nearby had been reserved and she would drive home before work the following day. She was in a constant war with herself, of being okay and falling apart and she needed this to get her shit together. YJ had hired her for a reason. Disappointing him was not something that she wanted to do. After all, she was disappointing everyone else, herself included. Taking the ‘classy’ route as she finished her glass she poured more, rather than drink from the bottle. Alcoholics did that, she was just… hurt.

Someone came to stand near by and She took a drink from the glass, the ice rattling in the cup as she set it down. ”You gonna stand there all day, or did you want to sit?” Putting her foot on the chair in front of her she pushed it out and leaned back into her own a little more.

Crazy

Liam's Outfit

Liam didn't think that he had ever really been the kind that was just going to find the one and figure it all out, but he thought that sometimes life surprised you. That the one was never who you expected, and he thought that maybe he had found the one. Time would tell, of course, he wasn't going to push it too much, he wasn't going to rush anything, but it was nice to know that the thought didn't frighten him. He had thought that his mother was crazy when she had told him that she needed him to run something over to the Notts. He didn't really know them. There hadn't been any Notts his age at school, and he had thought that it was rather odd, but he knew that she and Lady Anicka were friends, and so it made at least some sort of sense. That had been months ago now, and it was officially the last day of April, and he didn't know how long they had been together, but they were together enough. They were together enough that he had started thinking about what it meant to be together and be pure.

There were more rules that went with that. There was always something that they were going to have to do. There was always the fact that she was a princess. He didn't think that that was something that he was going to really understand until he had to see it in action, but it didn't seem like they really did all that much that was royal. Constance and her siblings were all in school, even Pippa went to school. Malcolm and Anicka both ran their own businesses. No one really did anything that was all that royal, and he thought that that was the kind of royal life that he could get behind. Not the kind that came with castles, and guards, and whatever else there was. He didn't think that anyone was really worried about having to go to the Czech Republic, or wherever it was that they were from. They were here, and they were healers, and journalists, and dancers, and lawyers. They were normal, and he liked that.

He liked everything about her, and he knew that she had rehearsals tonight, and so he had come out to meet some of his friends. It was easy enough to try and push Constance to the edge of his mind when he was hanging out with them. But they weren't here yet, and he thought that it was worth it to at least get a drink and hang out and wait for them. They would be here soon enough, and there was no sense in not getting a head start on his first drink. He didn't know what it was about this place that always made him feel like he needed to grow up a little bit, but it did. Being in Liverpool always made him feel like he wasn't worldly enough to really be an adult. He knew that he was, he was plenty qualified to be an adult these days, but that didn't change anything. That didn't change who he was, and what he thought about. Liam didn't know what to do about his mind constantly wandering back to his girlfriend. But he thought that he could have probably convinced her to come and meet them later after rehearsal if she was clever enough.

He hadn't thought about it before now though, and he was a little disappointed with himself. He should have. Then he could have had a night out with his friends and ended up going home with her anyway. It wasn't like he was going to go home with anyone else, that just wasn't an option he would even entertain anymore, and he thought that that alone said something pretty strong. He figured that one drink wouldn't hurt though, and so he moved across the club to the bar and he stopped when he realized that the woman on the stool next to where he had been headed looked upset. He didn't know her, not really. He did think that he'd seen her before, but he couldn't have said where. A lot of people looked familiar to him, and he had learned a long time ago that that had a lot to do with being a pureblood. Whether they liked it or not, they were Flints and that meant that he thought that they were related to at least half of the country. At her words though he smirked a little bit and moved to take the seat next to her. "I was just ordering a drink actually, but then I noticed you seemed upset." He didn't think that more needed to be said than that really. She could choose to deny it if she liked.