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RP: New Home

Jun 01, 2011 22:27

Date: June 1, 2011
Characters: Maggie and Stephen Ross
Location: apartment above the Hawthorne
Status: Private
Summary: Maggie and Stephen at her place.
Completion: Incomplete

( So, this is the place )

post: private, june 2011, location: private residence, character: stephen ross, character: margaret ross

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stephenross June 2 2011, 02:34:40 UTC

Stephen hefted his duffel bag over his shoulder. There were a few more boxes in his car, but he really didn't have very many things. Mostly clothes and a few odds and ends like a lamp and some books. It was a relief in some ways to say goodbye to the frat house that had been his home for three years. His brothers made a big fuss over leaving and some of them even got a little emotional as they said goodbye, but Stephen slid away under the radar. He'd see them all at the two weddings he'd been roped into attending and that would be soon enough.

He knocked on the door to his mother's new apartment...their new apartment, he reminded himself.

stephenross June 5 2011, 14:20:27 UTC

Curious, he followed her, leaning against the counter as she bustled around.

"What kind of art?" He didn't know much about himself. Art, music, literature..were mostly lost on him, but he liked the idea of his mother having an interest, a hobby not dictated by their father. "Were you an artist?"

maggie_ross June 6 2011, 12:38:21 UTC

She put the plates on the counter and grabbed an oven mitt to pull the roast out of the oven. "Any kind. Read about everything back then." There were a few of her books around the apartment, neatly stacked and tucked away where they weren't obvious at first glance.

"I thought I was," she said, keeping most of the wistful tone that wanted to escape locked away. "But I was just a girl." A silly, romantic, fanciful girl. But her new sketchbook, purchased just a few weeks ago, sat closed on the side table next to the couch. She was still rusty--but for once, beyond even pictures on the camera her father had left her some years ago, she was putting down the pictures in her head onto paper.

stephenross June 6 2011, 23:47:02 UTC

"Were you any good?" He asked curiously. "I bet you were."

Mostly because she was his mother and he still had boyish faith in her sometimes that time and circumstance had yet to fully dim.

maggie_ross June 7 2011, 12:39:56 UTC

Maggie hesitated for a moment, but his faith in her was what tipped the scale. She stopped what she was doing and went into the living room and pulled a sketchbook out of her carrybag she took to work every day. She'd been looking at some of her old stuff recently when on break at work, so she had an old sketchbook with her ( ... )

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