@blue_topaz
(yeah, sure! would you mind starting?)
(yeah, sure! would you mind starting?)
(np! should they just be hanging out in the living room or something??)
(Yeah sure)
(Sorry I’ll get to this soon. Things have been hectic)
(Don’t worry about it, take all the time you need)
(Thanks)
Tyler slipped his around Macha as he sat down on the couch next to her, looking up at Morrigan. “So what is it you mentioned about someone stalking us?” he asked curiously.
Lochlin rolled his eyes and looked away, pretending like he didn’t care.
(Sorry that was really short and bad)
(No no it’s fine)
Morrigan gave a little snort, pushing a hand through her tangled mass of hair. “Rowan. Sole guy who apparently knew you and accidentally hit on Macha. I bumped onto him.”
Tyler shrugged, shifting closer to Macha. “He’s nice though. I shouldn’t have anything against him. How did you know it was him?”
“He claimed to know you when I called Macha,” she answered simply, “I didn’t like it.”
“But I do know him.” Tyler replied, frowning a bit. “Although it’s kind of weird that he knows us all from different places..”
Morrigan muttered something under her breath, letting her head loll slightly to the side. “I think I might have scared him off…”
Tyler laughed a little, shaking his head. "How'd you manage that?"
Morrigan scowled. “Ha, ha, hilarious,” she muttered, glancing away.
“I doubt he’s going anywhere though.” Tyler replied, laughing a bit.
Morrigan muttered something indecipherable under her breath, promptly ignoring Macha’s light laugh.
Tyler smiled and nuzzled his head into Macha’s neck. “What classes do you have tomorrow?” He asked, voice slightly muffled.
(UM WE ARE ON PAGE 199 WE NEED SOMETHING FLUFFY TO DO NOW)
(HOLY CRAP)
Macha chuckled, threading her fingers through his hair. “Architecture and History of Poetry.”
(HURRY WHAT SHOULD WE DO???!!)
“When do I get to see you?” Tyler murmured, sighing quietly.
(Uhhhhhhhhhhhhh)
“You’ll see me at around one, love,” she murmured, “My classes are in the morning.”
(They could…uhhhh I was thinking they could meet other members of each other’s families but they’re all kind of dead.)
Tyler made a soft noise in the back of his throat, dissatisfied at the fact that he couldn’t see her until one.
( o o f . . . Maybe their anniversary? Or one of their birthdays? or a temporary skip forward to their first kid?)
Macha chuckled, nuzzling his cheek, and Morrigan pretended to gag from her spot on the sofa.
(Awwwww kids would be cute cri
It’s up to you though, the anniversary thing would be nice too :)
“What?” Tyler laughed, “Am I not allowed to be in love with my wife?” He asked jokingly, grinning up at her.
(Meet me in PM so we can plan)
Morrigan groaned, lifting herself from her seat. “I’m going to go make pancakes. If you two want to be all lovey-dovey do it in your room.”
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