December in Deerington was known for being cold and brutal, and since Ashe preferred the reasonable temperatures of the southwest, she had decided to think ahead. This was her second Christmas in Deerington and by now she felt almost downright settled. Sure there was still more bullshit than Deerington had any right to throw at them, but Ashe was certainly not thrown off by a challenge, let alone violence. On top of that, business was strong and getting stronger and she had infinitely stronger foothold in the town than she'd had last year.
On top of that, she and Jesse had made it over a year in an actual relationship. Or if nothing else, sleeping together on a regular basis, handling crisis as it arose together, and not constantly trying to rip each other's heads off, which in her book was suggestive of a very successful relationship. They were even still..."raising" Chloe together. She didn't dare say it, lest Deerington steal it from her, but she was happy.
Or mostly anyway. Recently she'd found a ring hidden away while she was looking for something among Jesse's things and that had certainly thrown a few of her feelings up into the air. She hadn't yet broached the topic, but it had been eating at her all the same. Luckily, Ashe was good at hiding things, especially her feelings. She carried on putting it to the side in lieu of focusing on Chloe and Thanksgiving and now Christmas.
Today, she and Jesse had decided to go chop down a tree for the house. The ones at the lot would never satisfy. She was out on the front porch, dressed as warmly as she could, and smoking a cigarette while she waited for him to get himself together so that he could join her. It was mid afternoon and they'd lose the light in just a couple hours, so she wanted to get moving. B.O.B. stood by the side of the front steps, fiddling with the axe and making sure it was sharp enough.
"What is takin' that man so long? I swear sometimes he preens more than I do." It was questionable, but she couldn't help but make the joke. At least her tone was fond.
O' Christmas Treeeeee
On top of that, she and Jesse had made it over a year in an actual relationship. Or if nothing else, sleeping together on a regular basis, handling crisis as it arose together, and not constantly trying to rip each other's heads off, which in her book was suggestive of a very successful relationship. They were even still..."raising" Chloe together. She didn't dare say it, lest Deerington steal it from her, but she was happy.
Or mostly anyway. Recently she'd found a ring hidden away while she was looking for something among Jesse's things and that had certainly thrown a few of her feelings up into the air. She hadn't yet broached the topic, but it had been eating at her all the same. Luckily, Ashe was good at hiding things, especially her feelings. She carried on putting it to the side in lieu of focusing on Chloe and Thanksgiving and now Christmas.
Today, she and Jesse had decided to go chop down a tree for the house. The ones at the lot would never satisfy. She was out on the front porch, dressed as warmly as she could, and smoking a cigarette while she waited for him to get himself together so that he could join her. It was mid afternoon and they'd lose the light in just a couple hours, so she wanted to get moving. B.O.B. stood by the side of the front steps, fiddling with the axe and making sure it was sharp enough.
"What is takin' that man so long? I swear sometimes he preens more than I do." It was questionable, but she couldn't help but make the joke. At least her tone was fond.