open rp post!

[ineffabilities]

RULES.
1. Post with the muse you want! Here's my muselist for your convenience. Optional: a scenario, an image or just a prompt, in any form.
2. Threading happens!
3. PROFIT.

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OH GOOD THANK YOU FLUFF YAAAY

[northless]

[If anyone ever asks Robb who the sweater came from, he'll say it came from his mother. He's never been one for sewing or knitting, after all, and asking his mother for help seemed easier than risking stabbing his fingers with the needle. But the truth is, he'd designed it and much of the day himself, stayed up one night fueled by coffee and bent over his desk, scribbling out his plans.

In fact, he hasn't really been sleeping much, in the lead-up to this day.

So, yes--there is now a sweater and a bouquet of flowers with a sweet note on the kitchen table, and one Robb Stark slumped over the table, sleeping quite peacefully, when she comes home.]

<3

[prevents]

[Work's as demanding as ever, calling for midnight meetings to teleconference with clients on the other side of the planet. The world no longer sleeps and, as a consequence, neither does she. When she gets home, she wants nothing more than a quick cup of tea before falling into bed. Sauntering into the kitchen to put a kettle on, she walks in on him snoozing at the table. The flowers are the first to catch her eye before her gaze wanders to the note and the flowers. In simple scrawl, he's written out "Happy Anniversary." Hm, was that today? She wonders if she should wake him. Had he done all this while waiting up for her? There's a pang of guilt as she seats herself across from him, watching him sleep. He does so much for her without complaint and yet she's forgotten the occasion. How is she supposed to make up for this?]