New Timeline RP Thread

Misha arrived at the apartment the next morning and knocked on the door loudly. George answered the door in seconds, excited to see if Tara was back, but obviously, she was not. Hey, he greeted unenthusiastically.

Morning, grinned Misha. She entered the apartment and greeted John and Sammy who were playing on the floor before she began to suspect something. How long will Tara be? We're going to a dress fitting in a few minutes.

She's not here, was all George managed. The anger had disappeared, but the pain seemed to have fermented and helped to explain the giant bags under his eyes that Misha had excused with the children.

Misha didn't look too bothered. Really? I must have got the day wrong, she replied, looking up at George from the floor.

You didn't - she's.. we called off the wedding.

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What? Is this a.. what? Why? Oh my God, George. I'm so sorry, said Misha. Immediately, she got up from the ground and went to hug him.

Erm.. She wanted - wants to find out who is before she can marry me. I think she's moving into the city.

He spoke the words like they were the ones causing him this pain, each slowly and detached from the others. Misha felt a few sympathetic tears in her eye. I can't believe it.

She didn't say anything to you? asked George.

( Talk about crappy timing)

(I don't think there's ever a right time to run out on a wedding )

(I meant crappy timing to want to go discover herself )

(OH I was wondering when you'd consider a good time to jilt someone near to the alter)

(Dunno, when you realise you don't love the guy?)

(I don't think that makes it a good time )

Life had begun incredibly strange for George. The news of their wedding being called off got harder and harder to tell people as he continued to do, which he had - he had to call his family and their friends and he had to say "The wedding's cancelled". Danny did the best he could to help - he started taking Sammy and John for a few days, to give George some space, but the entire apartment being empty was too much for him and he had to take them back.

It had been exactly 9 days since they had last spoken when George saw her again. He received a phone call, first, from her, saying she needed to talk and he asked her pointblank whether it was about getting back together. She denied it, saying instead she needed to collect her things. George did as she asked and stayed for five minutes, to let her into the apartment and to make sure she got Sammy and John before he left.

He heard from Misha that Tara had taken the apartment across town, that she was as supposedly distraught as he was. She had continued to work the pizzeria, but had cut her shifts down and Misha said she was looking for another job. Aside from Misha, she had broken off almost all connections between her and George - she wouldn't speak to Danny, she wouldn't speak to Elan or Boston or Gracie or Teagan. He didn't hear from her family or anyone - their only contact was through Misha or when she stopped by to pick up or drop off the kids - every Thursday to Monday was her turn.

It was too impersonal. It was like they had already gotten married and were going through a divorce. There were no tears shed in front of the other, they had to act strong and they had to act like they hated each other.

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(Well, it'd be better than this)

(That's true, but I'm deliberately making this awful )

(Why couldn't she do her bloody self-discovery whilst married? )

(Because where would be the angst in that?! And )

Wayward Daughter wrote:For months, she hadn't had much clue of what she wanted, in anything. She'd been hesitating over which flowers, what colours she wanted, the location.... it was only after she'd found her dress that she'd known. She'd found this gorgeous flowing teal dress and had practically fallen in love with it.

(Nice )

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(Can't she just start studying loads of general stuff in college, since she wouldn't have to choose a major for a while?)

(Yeah, but I never got that about American schools )

(It's called knowing you like the subject before committing to it )