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Raleigh Harper / Emily Watkins ([personal profile] callmeemily) wrote2014-12-24 01:25 am

Here comes santa claus!

The holiday this year is so incredibly different than the last.

Last year? Raleigh was holed up in the boarding house, no one in 300 miles but her shitty boss knew her name, and she was so poor that she was eating rice, beans, and leftovers from the Seaside bakery.

This year, everything's changed. Orchard House is chugging along astoundingly well; Raleigh puts in long hours, but it's paying off. She's been able to hire somebody else to work the register, she's getting custom orders - the whole thing. She has friends. Honest to god friends, and she's got enough money that she's actually got presents for people. For a lot of people - it's a mix of cookies and things, but there's a little something for everybody piled on the table in the back corner, and one mass-text later she's humming through the bakery, music playing from the speakers, warm cider in a carafe, and everything's warm and cozy.

She looks at it, at this business that she's made with the help of this whole town, and she can't help but smile. Tonight? Spending tonight with friends and found-family? That's what this whole thing's about.

Gathering post! Raleigh will tag everyone who tags in, but feel free to tag one another, too. :) It's up to you if they have gotten a text, or just heard the music and seen the crowd. Everyone'll get something!
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[personal profile] starsfallen 2014-12-27 02:48 am (UTC)(link)
Corry is circulating about the room when she spots the girl enter. Happy and beaming, as bright as Raleigh. After her last Christmas, every bit of holiday cheer is welcome. She looks vaguely familiar and Corrine cannot put her finger on it until she thinks of Mara. Of course.

When the girl comes nearer, Corry approaches with a smile. "Merry Christmas. You're a friend of Mara's, aren't you?"
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[personal profile] astra_inclinant 2014-12-28 04:15 am (UTC)(link)

It would take a bit of being-under-a-rock to not know Corrine Flynn in this town, even if one of your oldest friends didn't work for her, but that fact does make Mira slightly less starstuck when she approaches. "Yes," she says, smiling. "Since we were kids. Teachers used to get our names mixed up sometimes." She pauses. "Which would be funnier if I had introduced myself, sorry. I'm Mira." Okay, maybe less starstruck but apparently no less socially awkward. She laughs awkwardly and extends a hand. "It's nice to meet you, properly."