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「 Princess Scarlett 」Foodaholic • Big Mouthed • A Fake Greek
Scarlett was beginning to realise she might not be able to keep up with her girlfriend for much longer. When Charlotte brought up the idea of going somewhere international for a date, Scarlett's stomach had twisted itself into knots. Scarlett didn't think she would be able to do it. For one, the precinct. She doubted they would let her go out of fear that she was trying to run. Land in Hawaii and never be seen again. Valid. If it wasn't for Charlotte, Scarlett might have actually considered it. However, after passing one of the ministry officials a handful of galleons, Scarlett wondered two things. One, that maybe they wanted them to run away and leave. One less half breed to worry about. Two, that maybe there were 'corrupt' officials that was trying to help. Still. All the way to Hawaii, Scarlett was so terrified of being stopped and arrested that she had been sick when she landed in Maui. Charming. Sometimes she wondered if her girlfriend forgot where she lived and that it was a struggle to do anything nowadays. It was only through a stroke of luck that she had her work permit that essentially allowed her free movements. Every morning, when she woke up, she was scared that she'd be rejected, pushed back into the crowded precinct, telling her that permits had been cancelled. Her other reason of worry was money. Scarlett had little to no money nowadays. A good chunk of her payment from MPH was required to be given to the precinct as a 'donation of good will'. Of course, Charlotte did pay for her but it didn't make Scarlett feel that good about herself so Scarlett often insisted that she pay for what she bought. Which meant when they went out, Scarlett only had a little bit of food so she wouldn't be broke by the end of it. When Hawaii was brought up, Scarlett had opened her mouth to tell Charlotte all of these things, her worries and fears, but they choked up in her throat. Charlie had enough on her plate that Scarlett didn't want to put more onto it. So Scarlett said she'd see what she could do.
Now that they were in Hawaii. Life was good. Scarlett had breakfast, lunch and dinner. Room service was amazing. She had enough food thats she actually liked to eat and so she wasn't starving each time she went to bed. A miracle. The first day, Scarlett almost refused to leave the bed. It was the comfiest bed she'd slept in for years. The ones in the precinct were small and uncomfortable with the mattresses falling apart. So this bed? It was heaven. When they were leaving England, Sophia had been there too see them off. Scarlett wasn't sure if she liked Sophia but...Scarlett kept that to herself. When Scarlett had moved into the precinct, she had to get rid of most of her clothes so when she turned up, she had one suitcase with her entire wardrobe in it. Sophia took one look of disapproval and by that night, nearly four suitcases had popped up in their hotel room, all with her name on them. Scarlett wasn't quite sure what she was going to do with them all by the end of this but Scarlett wasn't going to complain. Every single piece of clothing fit her (somehow, Scarlett wasn't sure how Sophia knew her size). Scarlett wasn't quite sure how long they were staying. Whether it was just a date, a day trip, or a holiday, but she guessed Sophia wanted to make sure she was prepared for anything. Why, Scarlett didn't know. (It was because Sophia was sick of Charlotte dating people with terrible fashion. Sophia wanted to gag when she saw Theo's Hawaiian shirt.) Scarlett was now sitting in a lounge chair beside one of the many pools, in a white bikini but she had a floral designed kimono thrown over it. Drinking fancy alcohol (Scarlett didn't care what it was called, but she loved it), she was bathing in the sun and was in literal heaven. Scarlett wasn't blind to the irony of where they were. Hawaii. The place where her parents met and conceived her. Scarlett had come to this island briefly a few years before, in search of her father but hadn't really stayed around to appreciate it. Thank fuck for Charlotte.
Message Me • 22:44, March 27, 2019 (UTC)
「 Charlotte, Duchess of Cambridge 」Ravenclaw Alumna
These worries, these fears Scarlett carried with her everywhere were more than noticeable. As much as she tried to conceal them, tried to make it seem like they weren't there, Charlotte knew. What kind of girlfriend - no - what kind of human being would she be if she didn't realize? At first, it had been difficult, not just for Scarlett, but for her as well. She'd gone to the best lawyers, met with the most trusted royal aides, and had conversed with many other persons who she felt would be able to help alleviate Scarlett's situation. They'd managed to come up with a plan for these obstacles they were facing, both as individuals and as a couple, and it was just a matter of discussing them with her girlfriend, but she hadn't wanted to do so in the stifling environment that was the United Kingdom. So she'd brought them to Hawaii. Scarlett might've thought she successfully paid the guards off and had gone by unnoticed, but Charlotte had had a hand in those events as well; paying for their silence and cooperation, diverting Scarlett's documents to offices that counted with Royal support, and of course, getting them to drop off the money Scarlett had "paid" them back at her room in the Precinct. She had covered most of it, knowing Scarlett would otherwise be struggling for a long time to come, and that had been an idea that didn't sit well with her. Charlotte knew she could face serious repercussions if word got out about her actions, but she had faith in herself and in her aides. She was almost certain she could get by unscathed - and so far, she was right. Sure, her leaving the country only fueled the speculation of what was happening in her private life (why the Sacred 27 felt the need to know her every secret, she didn't know), but she wanted to get this done - she needed this break. Even if it meant having to leave Caspian with Theodore for a few weeks, and being unable to see him. She needed to go back to caring for herself, no matter what it entailed. Sophia had been kind enough to promise her to look after her ex-husband and son, so she knew even Sophia agreed she wasn't taking enough care of herself. And for them to agree on something... it said a lot. Coming down after a morning-long session at the spa (she hadn't wanted to make Scarlett wake up at the crack ass of dawn), Charlotte found her way to the pool, where she found her girlfriend lounging. "Hey, baby," Charlotte smiles, softly, leaning in to press a kiss to her forehead before taking the seat beside her.
Message Me • 19:55, April 20, 2019 (UTC)
「 Princess Scarlett 」Foodaholic • Big Mouthed • A Fake Greek
It was probably a good thing Charlotte didn't wake her at the crack of dawn. Scarlett really wasn't a morning person, at all, and the idea of waking up at dawn was an alien concept. It was the biggest reasons why she was iffy on kids. She heard they woke up early and this terrified her. Though she supposed as long as one of them could wake up early then it'd be fine and Scarlett could sleep in. Not that Scarlett had ever really considered that sort of future with Charlotte. At all. She didn't think of it every time she saw Charlotte and Caspian together. It had only been eleven months so maybe that train of thought–their future–was rushing it. Then again, when does Scarlett not rush things? Scarlett struggled to get her head out of the clouds and focus on reality a lot of the times. Of course, Scarlett was oblivious to everything Charlotte was doing for her. Scarlett was nosey and always shoved herself into other people's business. However, all of this seemed to fly over her head. Maybe it was because she was so busy trying to sugarcoat her stress and life around Charlotte, it never really hit her that Charlotte might already know and is a lot smarter than Scarlett gave her credit for. If she found money in her room, that she had spent to get to Charlotte, Scarlett usually wrote it off as just her forgetting how much she had. Who knows how Scarlett would feel if she found out. Conflicted. The biggest thing was that Scarlett didn't want Charlotte thinking she was taking advantage of her. When she felt Charlotte's lips press against her skin, the temperature around them raised a few degrees just because her powers slightly kicked in. Scarlett had a good hold of them most of the time but when emotions were involved, it was a different story. Scarlett was painfully aware of it but it was already hot so who knew if anyone else noticed. Beaming up at her, she offered Charlie her drink when she sat down, just in case she wanted some. Scarlett didn't like sharing her things, especially food or drink, but she was happy to share it all with Charlie. "Enjoy the spa?" She asked. Scarlett had almost padded over to the spa when she woke up but by the time she had gotten out of bed and moved through the buffet, Scarlett was happy enough to just be next to the pool.
Message Me • 02:02, April 21, 2019 (UTC)
「 Charlotte, Duchess of Cambridge 」Ravenclaw Alumna
"I did," Charlotte confirms. It had been a nice change, focusing on herself for once versus her son, ex-husband, family, and virtually everything else currently happening in her home country. "I presume you've already gone through the buffet and emptied it of most its food?" she asks, teasingly, with a grin.
Message Me • 20:58, May 6, 2019 (UTC)
「 Princess Scarlett 」Foodaholic • Big Mouthed • A Fake Greek
"I think they wanted to kick me out," Scarlett responded with a small frown as she thought back, sliding the glass onto the table so she can go back to lying down too bask in the sun. "But I ignored them." God, they had bacon. Bacon. Stacks and stacks of bacon. And maple syrup. Scarlett wanted to cry when she saw those two. She missed them so much. And waffles. God, she'd kill for waffles. "If you're hungry, I'm sure they still have the eggs. I didn't touch them." Eggs always left a bad taste in Scarlett's mouth. And they always gave them shitty omelets at the precinct. Omelet was a bit much. It was a kind of murky, lumpy, yellow soup they called eggs.
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