#𝗢𝗢𝗖: // I'm so sorry she's a mess

[doctordonovan]

Send 🌿 to accidentally get caught under the mistletoe with my muse.

 how long has it been?     since she was last here,    before life    &&    expectations swept her away to waters she was too soft to know how to navigate.    young widow is all too aware of the fact she is,   in the eyes of those seeing her again,    a tragedy.    a pretty little thing whose husband only lasted two years    -    left with titles and estates that they can surely can't wrap their minds around a woman handling alone.    (   time has passed whether she likes it or not,    and they have all grown in that time.   )

                     she cares.    no matter how she might not always have the words for it,    no matter how refusing to put past years into words only adds distance with the one person she once truly thought the world of.   maeve has never wished anything but the best for eloise...     and she is certainly not the best at anything.

 ❝   well.   ❞     for two people who pride themselves on seeing the world around them,     one would have thought that at least one of them would have noticed long before this moment.    still though,    hand is gentle when she takes eloise's,    pressing small kiss to other's hand in quiet mimicking of any well practiced gentleman.     ❝   as I said,    it's really good to see you again.     believe me or not,     I've rather missed you  @emeraldshe​.   ❞

[doctordonovan-a]

closed  starter  for  @eiiidetic​

 there’s no easy answer  -   no way to address implied question without going into details she simply doesn’t have the words,    doesn’t have the heart,    for.    (  how does she know the team?    she doesn’t.    not truly.    their paths overlapped akin ships in the night,   during very worst time of her life.  )   survival has never meant remaining the same   &&   the woman that she was remains buried amongst soil with bobby and diane,  still drowning in their poisons.

 ❝   I’m a friend of spencer’s.   ❞      soft smile comes with shrug,  taking nearby seat with usual soundless carefulness.  a name  -  she suspects  -  will tell too much if spencer ever mentioned her.     ❝   penelope called me,  thought I’d want to know the trouble that has found him this time.   ❞    friend.  right person,   wrong time.    labels have never truly come easily.     ❝   are you alright?  I know how...  awful,  these sort of waiting games are for the team whenever they happen.   ❞