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@rigelig / starter call.
with a lull in customers, she leaves a note by the register that she would be back soon. she moves away and heads into the back of the shop, then through the door that leads into the greenhouse. agatha ties her hair back and pulls on her gardening gloves, humming as she works. the plants growing currently growing within the shop, reacting to her presence, perk up, more so when she hums or speaks directly to them, as she always does at some point when she's in the greenhouse. agatha's plants are her friends. they listen, they never judge, they're always happy to see her, and she, they.
agatha waters all the pots that need it. some of them she repots, some she trims to move the clippings to their own pot. she's quite proud of how well all of these have come along, praising them for being so beautiful and vibrant. agatha only stops when she hears the door that leads outside open, straightening as she looks the man up and down, then back up to his face. he seems... fascinated? agatha can't quite tell. she takes her phone out of her pocket and quickly types something, holding the device out to him so he can hear the words being read aloud. [i'm sorry, but i don't see customers back here. if you need anything, just wait in the shop and i'll be in there in a moment.] once the audio ends, agatha smiles timidly at the man.
@rigelig / starter call.
she taps her finger against her chin, humming as she thinks to herself. there was something she overheard a couple talking about in the shop earlier, but now she can't remember what it is! finally agatha groans, rubbing her temples. she heard it not that long ago, how could she forget it already? man, she should've written it down, then she wouldn't have forgotten. then again, she probably would've lost the note. like an idiot. agatha laments her forgetfulness with a sigh, drumming her fingers against the kitchen counter as she leans against it. agatha stops, straightens up. wait— she remembers! she leaves the kitchen and hurriedly makes her way to the living room, features alight with excitement. she tugs maren's arm. " maren! do you think we could go to the planetarium? please, pretty please? "
@rigelig / starter call.
soryn sips his drink, looking over the video games mephisto had laid out. " i usually prefer horror games. " he hums, picking up each case and studying it, flipping it over to read the back. he does have some horror games, soryn notices, but he still looks through all of them. finally he picks up one of the cases; it was for one of the more recent mario kart games. " this is multiplayer, yes? how about we play this one, then. "
@rigelig / starter call.
soryn wanders the store with his beloved, holding her hand as they walk together. he knows she's itching to get to the baby section, so he lets her lead him there, watching as she marvels over all the cute baby onesies and the toys and books. what they're really here for, though, is the crib. soryn was letting her pick one out but misa had yet to find one she really liked. still, she had a good feeling about this particular department store.
he moves away a little, looking at the cribs once they get to them. soryn was a little less concerned about aesthetic and more interested in function. stopping, he squats down, reading one of the boxes. it happens to be cute and functional, exactly what they're both looking for, soryn looks to misa. " my love, what about this one? " he asks, picking up the box so she wouldn't have to bend or squat down to read it herself.
" all i could think about today was you. " ( hayden and aggie )
soft dirty talk sentence starters / accepting!
having a job that isn't as demanding as hayden's means she's usually home before he is. she could get the penthouse a bit cleaned up (because agatha felt it was good to come back to a neat and tidy home), dinner cooked, and anything else that really needed doing. given everything he's done for her, and continues to do, agatha only felt it was fair, even when he would argue otherwise. there are things she enjoys doing, and one of them is making hayden happy.
the second she hears his keys as he unlocks the door, she's there to greet him. kissing hayden, she takes his coat from him and hangs it up, taking his keys and placing it in the candy bowl by the door. before agatha can ask how his day was, his arm was around her waist and his lips were planted against hers. agatha's arms drape themselves over his shoulders and her fingers lace together behind hayden's head. a loving smile forms on her lips as she pulls away, gazing up at him.
" y-you w-were on my mind a-all day, too. " she says, her voice soft. one of her hands move and she cups his cheek, caressing his skin. " i— i-i'd a-ask if you were hungry, s-since i did m-m-make d-dinner, but... something t-tells me you'd rather have d-dessert f-first. " agatha giggles and stands on the tips of her toes to kiss him once more. she pulls away, only slightly this time, lips grazing hayden's when she speaks again. " show me h-how much you missed me? p-please? "
