#PP: Goldie Hart

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Pretty soon it was time to graduate! I didn't get many pictures but old friends Goldie and Woody catch up at the party, and Ty's happy to be properly reunited with his fiance, Jared. I miss playing those two together!

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"I still say you can do better than him, Golds!"

"Ugh, you say that about everyone!"

"I don't! I liked David."

"You met David for like 5 minutes! And I wasn't even dating him! Look, you don't see me picking apart your girlfriend..."

"Duh. What's to pick apart? Ellen's a 10/10."

"Thanks, babe."

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Goldie and Mercutio were passing by when Brit got home from work. To recap, Goldie and Brit were sorority sisters at Tri-Var and became pretty close, bonding over their shared love of sports.

That said, Brit has never been particularly impressed with her fiance, Mercutio. She's even less impressed now that he's gotten even hairier and howling all the time. She just got off work - she does NOT need this stress!

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It's good to see Goldie! Honestly, I am worried about whether she'll fit in with the Montys or if she'll end up having second thoughts like Florence... I guess we'll see when I get to the main Monty Ranch.

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"Hey! Isabella said to bring over-"

"I told her I didn't want a llama!"

"Oh? Sorry, I-"

"It's fine. I've just adopted Maya here."

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Goldie and Merc don’t need to mingle much to have a good time at a party.

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Despite a few hiccups, overall the party is a big sucess! Sure, some of the dymanics have changed, but Heather still has a lot of friends.

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Eventually, Aldric’s roommates get home. With their dates. And quite a few other people. Apparently they were feeling nostalgic over college parties and made a few calls.

Ah well. As eager as he was to put his frat-boy days behind him, Aldric can’t really complain about a good party.

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Gunnar was looking for sometihng casual, no strings, sure, but if he’s completely honest he isn’t all that thrilled to see his date openly flirting with some other guy.

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Heather: Aldric!

Aldric: Hey Heather. It’s been a while, huh!

Heather: Yeah! Where’s Dixie, you guys aren’t still..?

Aldric: We’re still dating! She’s just working tonight, I think.

Heather: Bummer. She won’t mind us dancing though, right?

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Tank’s definitely out of his element, but glad to see Goldie having a good time.

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With graduations coming up, the Tri-Var girls are making the most this final year! They’ve got some big decisions to make about their futures, plus exams to study for, so Tri-Var isn’t quite the party central it once was, but they still make time for girls nights, date nights, and maybe the occasional toga. Of course, there’s also the future of the house to consider. It’s time for them to recruit the next generation of Tri-Var sisters!

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Quick Mercutio/Goldie drabble for @tamtam-go92

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Summers in Veronaville were always sweltering hot, and Mercutio never felt this more keenly than when he was working on the farm. His Nonna never seemed to slow down, but he’d been out there maybe 15 minutes and his shirt was already starting to stick to his skin.

“Hey, Merc, think fast!”

The second he turned his head his face made contact with a tomato, the juice flying everywhere. His fiancée roared with laughter. “Bullseye!”

“We’re supposed to be harvesting tomatoes, Golds, not throwing them!”

“That one was rotten, though.”

“Oh, great. We’re not even married yet and you’re already hurling rotten tomatoes at me?”

She just grinned. “It’s target practice! Once we perfect our aim we can start throwing them at the Capps.”

“Oh, they would hate that. All those fancy clothes, ruined.” He bent down to pick more fruit, searching for the most unappealing one possible. Maybe one of the ones the pests had got to before him…

“Babe, don’t you dare!! That one looks super gross!”

“You started it, Golds! Get back here.”

“Okay, fine. Game on!”

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Isabella was dismayed when she arrived home to find the work only half finished and the house covered in tomato pulp. Sometimes she missed having the ranch to herself…