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 Posted: Sun Mar 31, 2019 4:38 pm
Exhaustion was beginning to creep in, and Mackenzie was doing everything in her power to push through and stay up late enough to transition to the timezone she was struggling to become accustomed to. She had just taken a hot shower and ordered a glass of wine to her room to unwind as she pulled her laptop out of her bag. Clicking through a few pages to check in on home, her cursor hovered over the Skype icon. She glanced down at the time, did some mental math and frowned- it may have been later in the evening for her, but it was fairly early in Destiny City so a raunchy "late night" phonecall was probably out of the question. Then she briefly considered inviting her former classmates to her room for a drink... Which she very quickly shut down without another thought. They were going to be in Witzend for a while, and she didn't want to get sick of the trio too quickly, especially considering they had a mission to go on in the morning. She was here to impress and Mackenzie did not want to mess up what she figured was a prime opportunity for a promotion (and finally no longer be out-ranked by Topher, ugh). Instead, she opened Netflix to mindlessly scroll through Europe's offerings even though she knew very well she'd likely end up watching re-runs of The Office. Again. Pulling her plush bathrobe tighter around herself, she took a long sip of her wine.
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Posted: Tue Apr 09, 2019 9:18 am
No sooner had Mackenzie gotten herself comfortable when there was a rapping knock on her door. Topher was in much the same boat as his former classmates where jet lag and adjusting to current time zones was concerned—no matter how much he insisted to the contrary and pretended otherwise—and had gone through his own checklist of activities to keep himself occupied , but rather than settling down with a good show on Netflix he'd had other ideas. Sheldon had still looked like a garbage truck had run him over but the time they'd all been dismissed to head back to their room, and he really didn't feel like getting a door slammed in his face, so Illy was definitely out. Mac though, sorted history or not she'd always been very accommodating as well as good company. Not to mention fiery and hot as ********. He stood outside her door in a tee shirt and lounging pants, feet bare hands sunk into his pockets.
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Posted: Sat Apr 13, 2019 11:13 am
An eyebrow quirked at the sound of knocking on her door. Did room service forget something? There were mutterings under her breath as she closed her laptop and set it aside. She took another sip of wine before she left the glass on her bedside table and made her way over, barefoot and rosy-cheeked. Not bothering to check the peephole first, she flipped the latch and pulled the door open to be brought face to face with Topher. Her head tilted to one side slightly, her hot pink hair still wet since she hadn't been expecting any guests. Her eyes moved to look him up and down, her breath catching in her throat. "Topher." It seemed like any time she said his name it was breathy. It drove her crazy that he still had that effect on her so she stood up a little straighter, pulling her shoulders back while still smiling at him because -- well, because he was still Topher. Trying to be as casual as possible, she raised her eyebrows and asked, "Need something?"
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Posted: Mon Apr 15, 2019 6:20 pm
The door opened and Topher flashed Mac a bright smile, genuinely happy that she'd not only not been asleep, but had in fact opened the door. Coming down here had been a bit of a gamble, because any agent involved int his mission should have been asleep already.. But she'd always been a bit of night owl. So had he. It was one of the reasons he suspected they kept falling together again. When the rest of the world was sleeping they'd be up texting, and as often happens, one thing tended to lead to another. There'd been no texts this time around, not with her room only being a quick walk down the hall from his own. "Couldn't sleep," he answered simply, shoulders rolling in an easy shrug as he looked down at her, admiring the way still damp hair rested against her cheek and slid down over her shoulder. It was rare he saw her this...natural. The make-up and the styled hair looked good, but he liked this better. He didn't think she believed him when he told her she had a natural beauty, but she really did. Dark brows lifted at her question. "Can I come in?"
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Posted: Thu Apr 25, 2019 1:28 pm
It was always the smile that did it for her. She wanted to scowl at him for interrupting her night, particularly since she hadn't even had a chance to get dressed or at least put on some lip gloss. She wanted to close the door in his face and send him on his way... But she wouldn't, and she knew that the second she opened the door to him that there was no denying the charming man that stood before her even if she wanted to. Lips pursed as she gave his question a second of thought. She cast a quick glance over her shoulder into her room, then looked back at him. They stood in silence for a moment before she finally sighed, "Oh alright," and stepped to the side to open the door for him. She nudged her head in the direction of the room, as if he wouldn't know where he was going. "Make yourself at home, Toph," as if he needed any instruction to do so. "Drink?," she offered while motioning for the mini bar, not wanting to be rude when she still had some of that wine to finish. Padding across the room, she swiped her glass and leaned against the dresser near him, legs crossed at the ankles. As much as she hated to admit it, he was at least, good -- really good -- company.
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Posted: Mon Apr 29, 2019 8:30 pm
Topher hadn't believed she'd send him away, but all the same he'd kept that firm knowledge from chiseled features as he waited for her to make up her mind to let him in. When she did he flashed her a relieved, delighted smile before stepping past her and into the room, dark eyes making a quick scan before settling on the pink haired woman again. He'd do as instructed, sinking down to take a seat on the edge of her bed closest to where she was standing against the dresser after retrieving her glass of wine. "A drink would be wonderful. I'll cover any charges that might come your way for cracking into the minibar." Notoriously overpriced and lacking in volume though the contents may be. Was there ever a bigger rip off than minibars? Toph didn't think so. There was no immediate move made to get said drink though, instead he lingered there, looking up at her with that same charming smile, and that same familiar heat in dark eyes. He was tempted just to reach for her. To draw her into his lap so he could remind himself just how soft those lovely, full lips were. Instead he clasped his hands loosely in his lap. "So what do you think of all this, being here?" It was a long way from home. Aside from Illy, this was the farthest from Destiny City as any of their little group had ever gone.
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