forum A Game of Cards.... ((One on One// PRIVATE//CLOSED))

Started October 28, 2018 by Deleted user

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((I don't mind at all))

"Note, don't think any less of me for this but," Winifred placed her elbows on the table. "Have you ever desired to wear a man's clothes? I have." She set her head on her hands.

(Awesome thanks
Happy New Year!!)

Angeline blinked, evidently baffled. “You mean, to wear trousers and vests and such? I suppose it would be nice to own a pair of men’s bottoms… practical..”

“I insist,” Marcus persisted with a tilt of his head. “When is your next break?”

"It is extremely practical and much more efficient, even if it isn't as dainty. I think with a few feminine touches, the fashion of trousers could essentuate the female form." Winifred winked.

Thomas puttered, happily shocked by Marcus's behavior. "Well- I have one in a few moments. Let me serve you three and then I'll take my break." He smiled

Angeline blushed slightly, but managed a nod of agreement. “I suppose.”

“Fantastic.” Marcus’s grin grew, and he embraced his friend. “Just give us a few moments to decide what we want. And— I’m buying you something. Anything you want from the menu. What’ll it be?”

Winifred leaned back in her chair, consumed by thought. "I may just have to try that out one of these days.." She said jokingly.

Thomas beamed, his eyes trailing towards Angeline. Such a beauty….

"Whatever the Miss is having." Thomas told Marcus, that mysterious glint returning to his eyes, just as it had when he served Winifred and Marcus not too long ago.

Marcus glanced at Angeline from across the restaurant, a smirk forming on his lips. He winked at his friend. “I’ll tell her you said hello.”

Angeline chuckled. “I’d like to see the look on Marcus’s face…”

Thomas returned the wink with one if his own. "Thank you. I'll be over to take your orders in a few minutes." He gave Marcus a small bow and turned to other guests waiting, flashing them a bright and contagious smile. All fueled by a girl he was dying to talk to.

"You and me both." Winifred laughed.

Marcus, still grinning, approached the two girls and took a seat next to Winnifred, giving her a nudge under the table to signify that he’d accomplished his part of the ordeal. He gave Angeline a mischievous glance, causing her to throw up her hands in exasperation. “What is going on?”

Winifred smiled, setting her hand on his leg underneath the table. "Stop asking, Angeline. You'll find out eventually…" Winifred purred with joy. She sighed. "I already know what I'm getting."

(This is random, but my character from the Lovely Ladies rp is actually an important figure in Marcus and Angeline’s original story)

Marcus leaned sideways to press a kiss to her cheek, and Angeline wa surprised to find that it didn’t hurt so much anymore. “Oh, and Angeline.” He grinned. “Thomas says hello.”

((OOOOOH!!!!! I figured! My temp is almost done, love))

Winifred giggled like a school girl, smiling brightly. "Thomas is such a wonderful man, don't you think?"

(Awesome, can’t wait! And yeah, most of my rp characters are connected)

Confusion dawned in Angeline’s eyes, though her heart seemed to jump at the name. Strange… “I suppose?”

Marcus’s grin was devious. “He’s coming to sit with us soon.”

Thomas glided past them, trays in his hands. He set the food of other guests doyen and returned to their table. "Good afternoon…" His eyes fell on Angeline. She looked beautiful in that blue dress. He smiled, though there was a hint of nervousness behind it. "May I take your orders?"

A soft, hesitant smile came to life on Angeline’s face, which cleared itself of confusion. “Hello, Thomas,” she greeted, her voice dipping lower than its regular volume. “Er— I’ll have the onion soup and some water, please.”

((Oh, Angeline~ XD))

Heat rose within Thomas. "Yes, of course." He gained a bit confidence in his smile. He jotted the order down, though his eyes never left her. Those eyes…. He could so easily get lot in them. But he wouldn't, not on the job. He forced his gaze away and looked to Marcus and his girl.

Winifred looked between the two and smiled. "I'll have the creamy mushroom soup and cucumber sandwiches." She told Thomas, his eyes sliding to Angeline as he wrote down the order.

(Lol)

Angeline kept her eyes trained in her lap, trying to untangle the hopeless knot of emotion that had emerged. Marcus, definitely not oblivious to all of this, ordered the cream of tomato soup.

Thomas smirked at Marcus and Winifred, Angeline obviously was trying to keep her attention elsewhere. "This all seems very familiar, you two. I suppose you'd desire the chocolate ganache cake as well. Ill bring extra napkins with that…" he gave a wink and departed, his heart hammering in his chest.

Winifred's cheeks reddened at the memory but she refused to acknowledge the embarrassment.

Marcus chuckled, though flushed, and pressed a kiss to Winnifred’s temple as he tucked her up against his side. Angeline watched them, the pang in her heart easing until she found that it didn’t hurt as much as it used to. “What happened last time?” she asked, fueled by curiosity and the need to distract herself from Thomas.

Winifred turned her head into Marcus's side, covering her face. She groaned. "Just the thought that we had an audience for that….."

He chuckled, burying a hand in her hair. “It was a lot of awkward flirting,” he said to Angeline. “An awakening of sorts, we realized we had feelings for eachother. Thomas helped speed things along.”

"And we're hoping he'll work his magic once more." Winifred leaned into his hand, closing her eyes to relish the feline like a cat pleased with her master. She had worn her hair down instead of placing in its tight impeccable bun. It was time for a bit of change….for all of them.

Realization dawned on Angeline’s face and she stared at the two of them with something akin to shock. “Oh my god.”

Winifred looked to her and laughed. "She reacted better than we expected, Marcus. " she leaned over and pinched her cheeks once more. "Now, smile. He's coming back."

Thomas had worked faster than he ever had in his entire life. Soon, he was back at their table, tray in hand, eyes on Angeline.

As soon as his eyes landed on her, Angeline was panicking, her own gaze jumping from Winnifred to Marcus in a silent call for help.

Marcus gave her a subtle, encouraging grin, and turned to Thomas.

Thomas let his gaze shift when Marcus turned to him. He set all their food down with magnificent flourish. "Your food." he announced, setting each plate down. But there was an extra. He set it in the last chair and sat down. "Along with mine."