guardian angel

Cinnamon & Sugar {Savannah & August}

Mon, 08 Apr 2013 23:52:19 -0400

With a glance at her blinking phone, Savannah couldn’t help the smile that broke out from ear to ear on her face. There was a text was from August, a quick teasing jab before letting her know that he was on his way. August seemed to almost always have that effect on her, much to the look of confusion on the familiar faces around town. Sure, she was barely twenty-one and known as being a tad more on the wild side in the conservative town, but it was different with August. He was her gateway into adventure. He was her way of leaving Storybrooke when fate and circumstance always seemed to hold her back.

Savannah fired off a snarky reply, before pulling the hot tray of cinnamon buns out of the oven. She quickly placed a second full tray of unbaked cinnamon buns in the oven and then transferred the baked sugary buns onto a cooling rack. With the sweet smell of cinnamon wafting in her small apartment, she took the old baking books off her dining room table, instead tucking them back on the shelf. With a final sweep of her mostly clean apartment, Savannah poured herself a paralyzer while she waited for August and his stories about the world.

Pulling to a stop on his motorcycle just outside Savannah’s apartment complex, August unbuckled his helmet and looked up at the building somewhat apprehensively. What story would he tell today? Maybe the one about China, or perhaps Puerto Rico… He really had no shortages. Some of them true, most of them not. But he couldn’t help from telling the stories. He usually used them for his own amusement, or to convey a message. Apparently the former thief enjoyed his sentiments.

Not that she was just a thief to him; no, he wasn’t as shallow as to only see her for that. She was kind, mischievous, spunky… He quite enjoyed being with her. Walking up the steps, he rapped on her door a few times, folding his arms and waiting patiently for the quirky girl to answer the door. Hopefully he cinnamon buns were ready.

{text: Savannah & August}

Fri, 05 Apr 2013 15:14:10 -0400

Savannah: I swiped your phone when you weren't looking last time. It only takes a second, mister.
Savannah: And that's fantastic. Come up to my place and I will ply you with just-out-of-the-oven cinnamon buns.
August: I should've known, sneaky. I will heed the call of cinnamon buns and be there shortly!

{text}: I have a batch of cinnamon buns in the oven as I'm texting you. I expect stories. Where are you right now?

Fri, 05 Apr 2013 14:38:33 -0400

[text] How did you get this number? Nevermind, cinnamon buns. I can give you a few stories for some baked goods, sure. On my way to see you, obviously.

waitresswolf: Yeah that would be a big fat no. But you at least get paid well, right?...

Fri, 05 Apr 2013 00:55:47 -0400

waitresswolf:

Yeah that would be a big fat no.

But you at least get paid well, right? You’ve gotta make great tips.

waitresswolf: Not unless you can get a work hangover. Then yeah, hangover. I’d guess...

Fri, 05 Apr 2013 00:43:00 -0400

waitresswolf:

Not unless you can get a work hangover. Then yeah, hangover.

I’d guess it’s possible. Waiting tables isn’t all it’s made out to be?

waitresswolf: I feel like I got run over by a truck. Hangover already?

Fri, 05 Apr 2013 00:28:08 -0400

waitresswolf:

I feel like I got run over by a truck.

Hangover already?

itsmynamename: Nice try, buddy. starts to move around him I can keep my secrets pretty...

Mon, 01 Apr 2013 22:04:47 -0400

itsmynamename:

Nice try, buddy. *starts to move around him* I can keep my secrets pretty well.

Touche, touche. You might just survive around here. Maybe. But my instincts tell me you’ve already gotten into some trouble. You might need an ally.

itsmynamename: Not that I’ll talk about with you. No offense but…I don’t know you. Well, if...

Mon, 01 Apr 2013 20:56:33 -0400

itsmynamename:

Not that I’ll talk about with you. No offense but…I don’t know you.

Well, if it’s something you thought I might’ve heard but haven’t it’s pretty safe to say it’ll get around eventually. And by time it gets to me it’ll probably be extremely exaggerated. You really might as well just out with it now and save yourself some turmoil.

itsmynamename: Which situation, coming from a coma? It’s not the most enjoyable, no. Are there...

Mon, 01 Apr 2013 20:06:52 -0400

itsmynamename:

Which situation, coming from a coma? It’s not the most enjoyable, no.

Are there other situations to be heard about that you’re involved in?

itsmynamename: Yeah, it is. I guess…I’m just adjusting as well as I’d like. and you are? Call me...

Mon, 01 Apr 2013 18:55:32 -0400

itsmynamename:

Yeah, it is. I guess…I’m just adjusting as well as I’d like.

and you are?

Call me August. Not adjusting, hmm? I heard about your situation. Sounds like quite the pickle.

itsmynamename: Maybe I should’ve just stayed in the coma. David, isn’t it? What’s got...

Mon, 01 Apr 2013 15:13:23 -0400

itsmynamename:

Maybe I should’ve just stayed in the coma.

David, isn’t it? What’s got you down?

Please tell me things aren’t always this quiet on the weekends.

Sat, 16 Mar 2013 22:48:30 -0400

Please tell me things aren’t always this quiet on the weekends.

waitresswolf: shrugs Not a lot of people who don’t talk about me. I see. People do like their...

Thu, 14 Mar 2013 23:30:13 -0400

waitresswolf:

*shrugs* Not a lot of people who don’t talk about me.

I see. People do like their gossip, sometimes it can’t be helped. In my experience if you stay out of the limelight long enough they usually find someone else to throw stones at.

waitresswolf: What did my Granny say about me this time? Nothing bad, from my perspective at...

Thu, 14 Mar 2013 23:13:06 -0400

waitresswolf:

What did my Granny say about me this time?

Nothing bad, from my perspective at least. Does she, uh, talk about you a lot?

waitresswolf: Well, you got that right. rolls eyes before smirking I can work with mysterious....

Thu, 14 Mar 2013 22:59:19 -0400

waitresswolf:

Well, you got that right. *rolls eyes before smirking* I can work with mysterious. *winks*

*clears throat* I only know who you are thanks to Granny. She’s very… frank.

waitresswolf: Aren’t you mysterious…. shrugs, looking at her seriously before leaning closer...

Thu, 14 Mar 2013 22:38:00 -0400

waitresswolf:

Aren’t you mysterious….

*shrugs, looking at her seriously before leaning closer* I’d tell you, but I know how quickly things spread in towns like this. Plus being mysterious can be fun.

waitresswolf: You never told me your name…. I didn’t? Hmm. You can call me whatever you’d like.

Thu, 14 Mar 2013 22:27:41 -0400

waitresswolf:

You never told me your name….

I didn’t? Hmm. You can call me whatever you’d like.

waitresswolf: Yeah that’s me. You’re new here. Well then, we’re both right. Pleasure to...

Thu, 14 Mar 2013 22:14:12 -0400

waitresswolf:

Yeah that’s me. You’re new here.

Well then, we’re both right. Pleasure to meet you, Ruby.

waitresswolf: I think the more important question is who are you? clears throat Depends who you...

Thu, 14 Mar 2013 22:06:08 -0400

waitresswolf:

I think the more important question is who are you?

*clears throat* Depends who you ask. And you’re Ruby?

waitresswolf: I’ve had to cut off Leroy for the night… for the third night in a row. Who’s...

Thu, 14 Mar 2013 21:12:39 -0400

waitresswolf:

I’ve had to cut off Leroy for the night… for the third night in a row.

Who’s Leroy?

guardian angel

Cinnamon & Sugar {Savannah & August}

{text: Savannah & August}

{text}: I have a batch of cinnamon buns in the oven as I'm texting you. I expect stories. Where are you right now?

waitresswolf: Yeah that would be a big fat no. But you at least get paid well, right?...

waitresswolf: Not unless you can get a work hangover. Then yeah, hangover. I’d guess...

waitresswolf: I feel like I got run over by a truck. Hangover already?

itsmynamename: Nice try, buddy. *starts to move around him* I can keep my secrets pretty...

itsmynamename: Not that I’ll talk about with you. No offense but…I don’t know you. Well, if...

itsmynamename: Which situation, coming from a coma? It’s not the most enjoyable, no. Are there...

itsmynamename: Yeah, it is. I guess…I’m just adjusting as well as I’d like. and you are? Call me...

itsmynamename: Maybe I should’ve just stayed in the coma. David, isn’t it? What’s got...

Please tell me things aren’t always this quiet on the weekends.

waitresswolf: *shrugs* Not a lot of people who don’t talk about me. I see. People do like their...

waitresswolf: What did my Granny say about me this time? Nothing bad, from my perspective at...

waitresswolf: Well, you got that right. *rolls eyes before smirking* I can work with mysterious....

waitresswolf: Aren’t you mysterious…. *shrugs, looking at her seriously before leaning closer*...

waitresswolf: You never told me your name…. I didn’t? Hmm. You can call me whatever you’d like.

waitresswolf: Yeah that’s me. You’re new here. Well then, we’re both right. Pleasure to...

waitresswolf: I think the more important question is who are you? *clears throat* Depends who you...

waitresswolf: I’ve had to cut off Leroy for the night… for the third night in a row. Who’s...

itsmynamename: Nice try, buddy. starts to move around him I can keep my secrets pretty...

waitresswolf: shrugs Not a lot of people who don’t talk about me. I see. People do like their...

waitresswolf: Well, you got that right. rolls eyes before smirking I can work with mysterious....

waitresswolf: Aren’t you mysterious…. shrugs, looking at her seriously before leaning closer...

waitresswolf: I think the more important question is who are you? clears throat Depends who you...