/ I JUST REALIZED UR WEBSITE JDNDNND
georg?? [ out of all the people to visit her after her flee,, she doubted the captain would be the first. ] what— what are you doing here?? you can’t— please go… [ maria tried to hide the whistle clutched in her palm as she stumbled her words. ] / au where he visits her after her flee ❓❓ yes lawd
/ BYE IM DEEP IN LOVE W HIM
/ OH DEAR HEAVENS HESTIA THIS IS SIMPLY DEVINE OH YES *SIPS MY TEA AND CRUMPETS*
/ OH OF COURSE DEAR,, MWA MWAH *THE ONLY BRITISH PERSON I STAN IS MISS JULIE ANDREWS*
@hiIIsareaIive / MWAH MWAH YOU FLATTER ME, GOODNESS GRACIOUS! *im all for british slander ‼️
georg… there’s something i need to tell you…
/ your… parallel situation will you stop it with those papers and pay attention to your wife instead??
they cannot resist,, tis my greatest power. [ maria quipped in a joking tone,, taking a moment to glance at the papers before letting out a dramatically theatrical sigh,, ] woe is me!! my husband cares not of his wife,, but more so of his papers!!
@hiIIsareaIive—- [ he raised an eyebrow in mock question, finally setting the papers down. he leaned back slightly, behind the large mahogany desk. ] is that so? well, when you put it like that.. how could any man resist?
[ her tapping foot slowed,, now she was completely still as he examined her,, not daring to move now. her eyes shifted to meet his gaze,, a small shrug followed his question. ] you know… uh… like… the hills… i’m sorry okay!! they were calling to me,, i had to go!!
@hiIIsareaIive, around? * the captain stepped forward as to examine her disheveled state until there was but an inch seperating them. from here, the height difference between them was on full display as he stared (head tilted down to be able to) at her. he raised a hand, and it paused in mid air for a moment before plucking a blade of grass out of the other’s hair. * and what might ‘around’ entail?
can i… can i ask you something??
@hiIIsareaIive, * georg tensed, all of a sudden. he hadn’t been expecting /that/ question. his gaze shifted somewhere far in the past for a moment, and his mind with it. * she was.. not unlike yourself.
georg,, come on,, you can’t sit at that desk all nighttt
i’m always right,, darling. [ she snickered,, that brightly familiar smile appearing. ] won’t you come lay with me now??
@hiIIsareaIive—- [ his gaze followed the retreating objects, before slowly dragging up to his beloved wife. ] hmm. i.. i suppose you’re right.