What Happens In New York (14/15)
Title: What Happens In New York
Author: ollixanna
Rating: T
Pairings: Britta/Other, Jeff/Britta
Words: 6400 total
Summary: Summer time drabble that turned this whole thing.
Friday (Wedding Day):
There’s nothing particularly spectacular about the day.
It’s a bit cloudy, there’s the promise of snow in the air, and people are still rushing from point a to point b.
Someone once told him The City is most beautiful during the holiday season, but all Jeff thinks about is how much he wishes he was back in Colorado.
In his apartment.
In bed. (nameless woman not included)
He is tired of smiling and answering the endless barrage of questions, most of which are: so you’re the one who let her get away.
Somehow all of the people who’ve shown up for Britta’s wedding know who Jeff Winger is, and have the strange idea that he actually had some kind of claim to her heart at some point.
It’s all ridiculous, but there’s not much he can really say to put them off the topic.
He tried to talk about the dress once, but that ended up backfiring when he was told no one else had seen the dress besides her mother and bridesmaids and he didn’t have a way to talk his way out of that.
Annie sees him struggling and comes over.
She looks beautiful actually, since, you know she’s the one who picked the dresses with Livvy, who of course also looks quite beautiful.
It’s like the Perry’s won some sort of genetic jackpot.
Britta’s brothers are tall, blond, and well muscled.
Jeff can imagine that Britta and Livvy will look a lot like Britta’s mom and aunt when they’re older, and that’s nothing to sneeze at.
They’re both lithe and show very little signs of age, and have a sense of dignity.
He could talk about the rest of the family, but it’s mostly just more blond, tall, attractiveness.
He gets cornered by Livvy, who is dressed and seems to have been searching him out.
She doesn’t even pretend that she had anything else to discuss with him. Just starts talking, I was positive that she was going to call this whole thing off by now.
Jeff looks pointedly away from Livvy, so she doesn’t get the picture that her words are having an effect, Oh?
Don’t pretend to be naive, Livvy says with almost malice or something like distaste, it’s clear that she’s disappointed in him.
I don’t follow, Jeff states, despite the fact that he has a pretty good picture of what she’s implying, or trying to imply.
She glares at him and huffs, which is totally a Britta move, then says, for the past three years all I’ve heard is Jeff said this, Jeff gave this great speech, Jeff did this. It was so obvious she was in love with you, and that she was happy with the direction her life had taken. Then her dad got sick and everything went to shit.
I don’t think she would see things quite that way.
I’m not asking you to analyze anything, I’m just saying that this life is not for Britta. She’s never wanted to sit on committees or plan galas. She left once, and found happiness, and I just don’t think she’s coming back for the right reasons.
You don’t think she loves Tanner? Then what’s all this for?
I think she’s gotten swept away by the idea of granting her father’s dying wish.
This was her father’s dying wish?
I’m sure you know by now that Tanner’s grandparents were close with our grandparents.
We discussed it.
Since Britta was born everyone has planned on them getting married, uniting the families once and for all.
So this is like a business merger, or an marriage between former enemies to make good on their promises of peace sort of thing?
Yeah, basically. There’s a long history between our families, and let’s just say that this would go a long way to put past wrongs to bed.
And Britta agreed to this?
She didn’t want let the family down, to disappoint her father.
Are you serious? Her father is dead, and this goes against all things Britta.
Which is why I thought she would’ve called it off by now, but then again, who knows maybe she’s just ready to come home.
And with that Livvy leaves Jeff to stand alone again.
He checks his phone, because, why not?
There’s like thirty texts from Annie and about ten missed calls.
He heads for the bridal chambers, or whatever they’re called.
Annie drags him into the room as soon as he knocks.
There’s no Britta, and no Livvy.
Annie is in all out panic mode, Jeff stands back because she looks like she is going to do more than just question him if he gets within striking range.
Where is Britta? And Livvy? she asks him.
How would I know he asks, confusion over coming him.
Britta went to find Livvy and she saw you talking to Livvy and just left.
Jeff stops listening right then while Annie rambles on.
He can’t make any sense of her words so he turns around and heads out.
He follows his instincts and just walks.
He finds her waiting for a cab, two blocks away.
She looks at him.
Author: ollixanna
Rating: T
Pairings: Britta/Other, Jeff/Britta
Words: 6400 total
Summary: Summer time drabble that turned this whole thing.
Friday (Wedding Day):
There’s nothing particularly spectacular about the day.
It’s a bit cloudy, there’s the promise of snow in the air, and people are still rushing from point a to point b.
Someone once told him The City is most beautiful during the holiday season, but all Jeff thinks about is how much he wishes he was back in Colorado.
In his apartment.
In bed. (nameless woman not included)
He is tired of smiling and answering the endless barrage of questions, most of which are: so you’re the one who let her get away.
Somehow all of the people who’ve shown up for Britta’s wedding know who Jeff Winger is, and have the strange idea that he actually had some kind of claim to her heart at some point.
It’s all ridiculous, but there’s not much he can really say to put them off the topic.
He tried to talk about the dress once, but that ended up backfiring when he was told no one else had seen the dress besides her mother and bridesmaids and he didn’t have a way to talk his way out of that.
Annie sees him struggling and comes over.
She looks beautiful actually, since, you know she’s the one who picked the dresses with Livvy, who of course also looks quite beautiful.
It’s like the Perry’s won some sort of genetic jackpot.
Britta’s brothers are tall, blond, and well muscled.
Jeff can imagine that Britta and Livvy will look a lot like Britta’s mom and aunt when they’re older, and that’s nothing to sneeze at.
They’re both lithe and show very little signs of age, and have a sense of dignity.
He could talk about the rest of the family, but it’s mostly just more blond, tall, attractiveness.
He gets cornered by Livvy, who is dressed and seems to have been searching him out.
She doesn’t even pretend that she had anything else to discuss with him. Just starts talking, I was positive that she was going to call this whole thing off by now.
Jeff looks pointedly away from Livvy, so she doesn’t get the picture that her words are having an effect, Oh?
Don’t pretend to be naive, Livvy says with almost malice or something like distaste, it’s clear that she’s disappointed in him.
I don’t follow, Jeff states, despite the fact that he has a pretty good picture of what she’s implying, or trying to imply.
She glares at him and huffs, which is totally a Britta move, then says, for the past three years all I’ve heard is Jeff said this, Jeff gave this great speech, Jeff did this. It was so obvious she was in love with you, and that she was happy with the direction her life had taken. Then her dad got sick and everything went to shit.
I don’t think she would see things quite that way.
I’m not asking you to analyze anything, I’m just saying that this life is not for Britta. She’s never wanted to sit on committees or plan galas. She left once, and found happiness, and I just don’t think she’s coming back for the right reasons.
You don’t think she loves Tanner? Then what’s all this for?
I think she’s gotten swept away by the idea of granting her father’s dying wish.
This was her father’s dying wish?
I’m sure you know by now that Tanner’s grandparents were close with our grandparents.
We discussed it.
Since Britta was born everyone has planned on them getting married, uniting the families once and for all.
So this is like a business merger, or an marriage between former enemies to make good on their promises of peace sort of thing?
Yeah, basically. There’s a long history between our families, and let’s just say that this would go a long way to put past wrongs to bed.
And Britta agreed to this?
She didn’t want let the family down, to disappoint her father.
Are you serious? Her father is dead, and this goes against all things Britta.
Which is why I thought she would’ve called it off by now, but then again, who knows maybe she’s just ready to come home.
And with that Livvy leaves Jeff to stand alone again.
He checks his phone, because, why not?
There’s like thirty texts from Annie and about ten missed calls.
He heads for the bridal chambers, or whatever they’re called.
Annie drags him into the room as soon as he knocks.
There’s no Britta, and no Livvy.
Annie is in all out panic mode, Jeff stands back because she looks like she is going to do more than just question him if he gets within striking range.
Where is Britta? And Livvy? she asks him.
How would I know he asks, confusion over coming him.
Britta went to find Livvy and she saw you talking to Livvy and just left.
Jeff stops listening right then while Annie rambles on.
He can’t make any sense of her words so he turns around and heads out.
He follows his instincts and just walks.
He finds her waiting for a cab, two blocks away.
She looks at him.