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a literall ball of sunshine

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mcxicanchef‌:

MAX: is the offer still open? because all i had for lunch was prosciutto and cheese MAX: what apartment is it? also, do you like beer? or cookies? MAX: i don’t like coming to a new place barehanded. 

MAGGIE: that sounds like the.....saltiest lunch ever?? MAGGIE: of course it is! i’m in 307 MAGGIE: i’ll pass on the beer because it’s icky (sorry) but will take you up on cookies 100%

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fitzcarraldcs‌:

LUKA: i’m not even sure what that consists of but LUKA: yes pls LUKA: do you deliver

 MAGGIE: it’s like? all of your thanksgiving leftovers shoved into a sandwich. 

MAGGIE: and it’s perfect. 

MAGGIE: 🤔 i can deliver but there’s a coffee surcharge. 

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TEXT : OPEN

EITAN : Anyone know what to get a nine year-old girl that's starting to loathe you?

EITAN : What do the kids say? High key? Yeah, she high-key hates me. Is nine one of those ages?

EITAN : Asking for a friend.

EITAN : I guess not since I outed myself in the second text. Disregard the third.

MAGGIE : "What do the kids say?"

MAGGIE : she doesn't hate you, so stop that right now !

MAGGIE : what about a trip ? or an experience ? like ballet tickets? she's old enough to actually appreciate that stuff now.

MAGGIE : what you're not allowed to get her is a personalized dance bag - - because i need to see a man about one.

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middlecohen‌:

maggie’s priorities forced a smile brighter than the sun onto eitan’s scruff-covered face. he’d be lying through his teeth if he said he wasn’t happy to hear she wasn’t playing the dating game at the moment ; happier than he should be, maybe. the man had his chance to make a home with her more than half a decade ago and watched her world burn down next to his own, instead. a part of that would kill him forever.

it wasn’t like he’d wanted to save her. maggie hadn’t ever needed saving ; she was the strong kind of songbird. quiet, but resilient. calculating but not cold. she was the yin to eitan’s yang. so what was stopping him from acting on how he’d felt?

standing with his feet planted in front of her, he glanced downward and let out a content sort of sigh, happy to hear that they wouldn’t be losing one another any time soon. emilie rolls her eyes as he places his lips on maggie’s forehead. ‘thank you,’ he whispered. ‘for never giving up on our … friendship. you know?’

‘dad, god,’ he hears emilie groan, watching as she bounces toward the university’s recreational lobby doors, hopping down to sit at her usual spot. ‘she hates me. why does she hate me, mags? is it really that time? ‘the hating dad because she’s grown’ time?

            as much as she hated to admit it , maggie was still trying to find her footing in this re-established best friendship. eitan was right. she hadn’t ever given up. but distance had crept in, and life separated them, and there was a part of her that struggled to accept the fact that, in the past, the fight to remain in each other’s lives despite the challenges hadn’t been a more valiant one. calls went unanswered for weeks at a time, texts seemed to gather dust in her phone. eitan had been the person that had made her feel the safest and most valuable in the whole world, and the absence of him had nearly ripped her apart. 

eyes fluttered shut as eitan’s lips made contact with her forehead and briefly silenced the nagging, anxious thoughts that were prone to plaguing her at inconvenient moments such as this one. they would be okay - of course they’d be okay. ❝ yeah , well. you’re worth sticking around for, so it’s easy - - even when life isn’t. you know ?   ❞ she smiled gently up at him, before her attention was redirected to emilie who was clearly not in the mood for the sentimentality that the adults were displaying. 

   ❝ she doesn’t hate you, drama king.  ❞ she said plainly , nudging at his side with her hip.  ❝ you’re her whole world , you know ? that can be kind of overwhelming. she has a lot to process, you know, moving & getting settled and readjusting life, and you’re  the center of her whole world. so you’re going to get the brunt of every emotional response she has to life. good & bad.  ❞ parenting hadn’t been something that maggie had yet considered beyond daydreams, so she wasn’t entirely sure that her advice was exactly quality. her ex-fiancé had rejected the idea of children, much to her own heartbreak.  ❝ she’s nine goofball. you’re in the clear until at least the end of fifth grade.   ❞

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          MAGGIE : i totally just recreated the thanksgiving leftover sandwich from FRIENDS.                    MAGGIE: i still have a stupid amount of food, so i’m taking requests and will make you           one if you show up at my door.           MAGGIE: first come, first served. 

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luxiisms‌:

“ i just found out that the leafy part of a strawberry is called a calyx… and honestly ?? it makes me feel a little uncomfortable. “ the brunette muttered, running a hand through her hair. “ i don’t think i’ll ever look at a strawberry the same again. “ 

“ i’m allergic to strawberries , so i’ve never been able to look at them  in a normal, rational way, ” maggie started , shaking her head. “ but you just gave me reason now to hate them, truly hate them, that i’ve never had before.  calyx has to be the worst word i’ve ever heard“

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BENTLEY: so i may or may not have some weird situation going on

BENTLEY: i was watching the new buzzfeed unsolved the other day and it was wild as fuck ?? like ghosts & all

BENTLEY: idk if it's just my mind fucking with me or whatever, but like, i'm at least 78% my place is haunted so

BENTLEY: if you catch me outside ( no pun intended ) feel free to offer up some assistance to fuck these ghosts up

MAGGIE: okay so, first of all i 100% believe this building is haunted...

MAGGIE: but your apartment might not be! mine definitely is, but!! could it possibly be that you've become so invested in unsolved videos that it's...like? leaking into your reality?

MAGGIE: if not, and weird stuff actually is happening, can i please come and try to spook the ghost out of your place?

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taycohcns‌:

“i guess i’m just choosing to look on the bright side of things.”  taylor shrugs innocently.  he knew that could be said for literally every other day of his life, but for some reason it rang especially true today.  

the idea of eating chocolate this early in the day definitely makes taylor feel much like a kid who’s been told he can stay up later than his usual bedtime.  then again, there really shouldn’t be a limit involved for chocolate intake.  

he can’t say no to damn near unlimited fudge icing, so he follows maggie’s lead, relaxing a bit as he mulls over what to say and how to say it.  “it’s not…it’s not, like, a big deal or anything?  but i had this really nice date the other night.  and–i dunno.  i don’t wanna talk your ear off ‘bout it, but i don’t remember feeling that at ease.”

        “ well , i’m 100% in support of this attitude , mr. bright side."  sheknew too well the power of a positive attitude, and knew how overwhelming life could become without one. she’d experienced both and now strived for the former as best she could. 

    icing-coated spoon in hand , maggie drifts toward the other side of her kitchen , grabbing a box full of teabags before taylor’s words see her shoving it aside so she can whip around to look at him. she waves the spoon in his direction , excitement glimmering in her eyes. “it’s not....like, a big deal. shut up !” she exclaims , smile present even in her voice. for taylor , a date was a huge deal, and she knew it. 

         “ please , talk my ear off. i want to know everything. if you leave anything out , i’ll be able to tell.” she reaches out to nudge his arm with her hand. her voice & smile soften as she speaks “this is amazing taylor. i’m so proud of you.”

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middlecohen‌:

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Do you miss anyone right now?

          ❝ my dad. this time of year was always his favorite, so i’m missing him extra. ❞       

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taycohcns‌:

taylor knows better than to set himself up for heartbreak–but to be honest, ever since his date with maritza (the one he actually showed up for), he’s been feeling a whole hell of a lot lighter.  maybe the dating world isn’t so scary after all.  he doesn’t want to jump the gun and plan out a whole road map, so he’s made sure to keep his distance while still reaching out every now and then.  he’s certain there hasn’t been this glowy of a smile on his face since he met toni, and that speaks volumes.

it’s with this newfound confidence that taylor decides to pay maggie a visit. he might end up gushing about the pretty latina at some point, but he also wants to make sure maggie knows she’s invited to the cohen family shindig.  after all, she’s like a sister to taylor, and he’s grateful to her for being as loyal to eitan as she has been. 

“hey mags.”  he greets her, biting his lip in an attempt to hide the big smile from brimming on his features too soon.  “what’ve you got that’s the most chocolate thing right now?” // @mvrgarets

      it was an unspoken rule of maggie & eitan’s friendship that she had also adopted the entire cohen clan into her extended family. with no siblings of her own, this had always been an entirely welcome addition to her life. taylor, especially, had become sort of a big brother to maggie, and the years had cultivated a strong bond between the two of them.

     which it was no surprise when the man decided to drop by at odd times, as he does now. she pads up to the door, fully equipped in a sweatshirt and mickey mouse pajama pants. she clocks the expression on his face right away. a sort of goofy, wide set grin threatens his entire face. the look on his face provokes a bright smile of her own she leans up and presses a friendly kiss to his cheek. “ well hey , smiley .” she steps inside, allowing him room to enter. 

        “ cupcakes are cooling in the fridge, but there’s a fudge icing sitting on the counter, and some regular chocolate in the cupboard,  go for it. “ 

          she quickly relocates to her kitchen, rummaging around her drawers for two large spoons, one of which she offers to taylor. without hesitation, she dips her own spoon into the icing, before looking toward her companion. “ you seem awfully chipper...”

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middlecohen‌:

‘I haven’t gone on a date since 2016 and I think I’m mostly okay with that,’ Eitan retorted with a loud chuckle, using it to mask his nervousness with whatever charm he could muster up in front of Maggie. The truth was he’d wished more than once that he could take her on a proper date ; cross a line that perhaps should have been before either of them found and lost their supposed ‘great loves.’ But he didn’t. He hadn’t. 

Hadn’t told her a single thing.

‘What would this prince charming be like? Your fake date,’ he asked with an eye roll. ‘Invisible Man better treat you right.’

          ❝  it’s just an extra perk that being a bachelor makes you that much more mysterious. for a playwright that’s a good thing. you’ve got that whole, like, charming hermit thing going on. that sells !   ❞ she laughed , doing the best that she could to make light of a dark reality for the both of them. they had been trapped in relationships that weren’t good for them. those relationships took them away from each other. maggie had lost the only person ( barring her mom , of course ) that knew exactly how to make things okay.  

        ❝ i think i’m over the prince charming thing. i thought i had it, and it ended up being the universe playing some sort of cosmic joke on me.  ❞ she shrugged her shoulders, tucking a piece of hair behind her ear. maggie looked down at her boots for a moment, deep in thought. ❝  i’d just want - -  i don’t know. someone good. someone who’s good to me, you know? someone who really sees me. an actual partner.  ❞ another shrug rolled off of her shoulders before she looked over at eitan with a beaming grin, quickly displacing the sadness that recognizing all she had missed out on had elicited. ❝  but getting a date isn’t high on my list of priorities right now.  you are, you know ?  you , em , my mom, my students, and the store. ❞

            ❝  it’s not every day that your favorite person waltzes back into your life.  ❞   maggie lifted her hand toward his face , affectionately brushing her knuckles against his chin.  ❝  and i’m never letting that whole drifting apart thing happen again, because frankly it was... ❞  she quickly lowered her voice, looking toward emilie before continuing in a whisper.              ❝ bullshit. i get you back, and i’m not taking it for granted, you know ? that’s what’s important to me right now.  ❞         

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