Rhiannon Whitaker |
04/04/18 |
Margot
We still miss you. |
Callum McKay |
03/20/18 |
Admittedly, Callum had no plan. He couldn't resist approaching the woman, but beyond a simple greeting, he had nothing. It hadn't been smart of him to appear out of the blue; some warning - any warning - would've been nice. He knows this. But, he had been driven my impulse.
"Margot. I..."
He swallows hard, lifting a hand to scratch his cheek thereafter. It'd behoove him to just turn and retreat. But, he persists. "I'm sorry, Got," he murmurs, dropping his gaze, "I'm really sorry." |
Rhiannon Whitaker |
03/14/18 |
Got
I miss you. Come back home. |
Callum McKay |
03/14/18 |
It's been a while since Callum McKay's abrupt disappearance, and of course, he has an explanation. In his mind, at least. But, catching sight of Margot for the first time in months leaves him slack-jawed, nervous, and utterly speechless. Cautiously, he steps forward timidly.
"Hey." |
Rhiannon Whitaker |
11/08/17 |
Margot
I will bring pasta and Wilson snuggles. |
Rhiannon Whitaker |
11/08/17 |
Margot
I love you. |
Rhiannon Whitaker |
10/06/17 |
Margot
Can you babysit next Thursday? |
Rhiannon Whitaker |
10/05/17 |
If you're involved, I'm sure he's interested.
*elbow nudge*
You're a catch, Margot Faye. Anyone would be lucky to have you. |
Rhiannon Whitaker |
10/05/17 |
What?
*blank stare*
But you have a Callum for baby-making. |
Rhiannon Whitaker |
10/05/17 |
*tackles/snuggles*
We can watch The Fosters.
*small grin*
Hot lesbian moms with too many kids. My dream! |
Rhiannon Whitaker |
10/05/17 |
Margot
Well, the wife is very grumpy and won't get out of bed, and Wilson's asleep. But you can come watch Netflix with me! |
Rhiannon Whitaker |
10/05/17 |
Margot
You don't have to ask. |
Rhiannon Whitaker |
10/03/17 |
Margot
I love you, sissyboo.
Come over soon? Any time? Just drop by. No announcement necessary.
Well, some announcement. Just so I can make sure I'm not naked. |
Rhiannon Whitaker |
09/25/17 |
Margot
Come visit tomorrow? |
Rhiannon Whitaker |
09/19/17 |
Margot
Of course you can!
I don't know... Depends on what kind of day I'm having, and how creepy the clown is. |
Rhiannon Whitaker |
09/19/17 |
Margot
Popcorn AND movie are on me.
Want to go see 'It'?
I'll let you hold my hand and everything. |
Rhiannon Whitaker |
09/19/17 |
Margot
You, me, movies tomorrow? |
Rhiannon Whitaker |
09/16/17 |
Margot
Soleil and I have some... stuff planned. |
Rhiannon Whitaker |
09/16/17 |
Margot
Not to my house, he isn't. |
Rhiannon Whitaker |
09/16/17 |
Margot
What's on the menu? |
Rhiannon Whitaker |
09/11/17 |
Margot
You're an adult. With her own adult apartment.
Go live in it. |
Rhiannon Whitaker |
09/11/17 |
Margot
Um... No. You have an apartment! |
Rhiannon Whitaker |
09/11/17 |
Margot
What's up? |
Soleil Whitaker |
09/11/17 |
Margot
Talk to your sister.
In the morning. Please. |
Soleil Whitaker |
09/11/17 |
Margot
Tabloid people are everywhere.
Just tell 'em to screw, and go about your day. |
Soleil Whitaker |
09/10/17 |
Margot
WHAT. |
Rhiannon Whitaker |
09/10/17 |
Margot
Not a soul. |
Rhiannon Whitaker |
09/10/17 |
Margot
No. You're beautiful. |
Rhiannon Whitaker |
09/10/17 |
Margot
It's not that bad, promise.
Poor baby. |
Rhiannon Whitaker |
09/08/17 |
*kisses her cheek*
Well, don't go eating anything else, then. I'll make Soleil get you some pasta. Okay?
*pats cheek*
Be back soon. |
Rhiannon Whitaker |
09/08/17 |
*hops in*
*carrying fuzziest blanket*
Everything okay?
*rolls her up like a burrito*
Extra garlic bread? |
Rhiannon Whitaker |
09/08/17 |
Margot
I think Becco. I'll bring you some pasta.
Need me to tuck you in for a nap? |
Rhiannon Whitaker |
09/08/17 |
Margot
Are you okay??
There's mini cheesecakes in there, too.
Want me to bring something home from dinner? I'm going out with Soleil. |
Soleil Whitaker |
09/08/17 |
Margot
Ignore that sh*t. |
Rhiannon Whitaker |
09/07/17 |
Nugget
Sure can! I'll make popcorn. |
Rhiannon Whitaker |
09/07/17 |
Margot
You always look hot as hell. Just like mom did. Why? Did someone insinuate otherwise? Who do I need to kill? |
Rhiannon Whitaker |
09/07/17 |
Got
Love you, doodle butt. |
Soleil Whitaker |
09/05/17 |
Margot
You got it. |
Rhiannon Whitaker |
09/05/17 |
*marches into her room*
You know I love you.
*tackles and then hugs*
Wanna eat a box of Cheez-Its and watch Stranger Things? |
Rhiannon Whitaker |
09/05/17 |
Margot
I'm going to kick your ass out on to the street.
Better yet. Just going to have REALLY LOUD sex. |
Soleil Whitaker |
09/05/17 |
Margot
I'll beat him up for you. |
Rhiannon Whitaker |
09/05/17 |
Margot
Idgaf if he snorted a pound of cocaine.
GO HOME TO YOUR BOYFRIEND. |
Soleil Whitaker |
09/05/17 |
Margot
Make him go grocery shopping. He's a grown man. |
Rhiannon Whitaker |
09/05/17 |
Margot
GROSS. STOP.
Go back to your apartment!! |
Rhiannon Whitaker |
09/05/17 |
Margot
You're the one banging him, sweet stuff.
Don't get pregnant!! |
Soleil Whitaker |
09/05/17 |
Margot
You wouldn't have to worry about noise levels if you spent any time in the apartment I put you up in.... 🙄 |
Soleil Whitaker |
09/05/17 |
Margot
New York is crawling with thieves.
Be careful next time! ;) |
Rhiannon Whitaker |
09/04/17 |
Margot
This is my house. I don't have to hide anything!
DON'T TOUCH THAT.
I'll take you for pizza. |
Rhiannon Whitaker |
09/04/17 |
Margot
... Some stuff. And things.
You're making me feel like a bad older sister! |
Rhiannon Whitaker |
09/04/17 |
Margot
Maybe if you hadn't of eaten all of those brownies, we wouldn't have had to get your stomach pumped. |
Rhiannon Whitaker |
09/04/17 |
Margot... Shut the f*ck up.
*gentle pat* |
Rhiannon Whitaker |
09/04/17 |
Let's go sit down... And I'll make some more for you, okay?
*secret panic*
*may have poisoned sister* |
Rhiannon Whitaker |
09/04/17 |
How many did you eat, sis?
*ready af to get an ambulance* |
Rhiannon Whitaker |
09/04/17 |
... Did you eat the brownies in the fridge? The ones labled 'Not for Margot'? |
Soleil Whitaker |
09/04/17 |
Soleil sidesteps closer to the fridge, hand shooting up to guard the door handle. The stand-off is ridiculous; the young Whitaker is almost embarrassed. "I can't let you," she responds, "Not without Rhi's permission..." |
Soleil Whitaker |
09/04/17 |
Fun? When has Margot Faye ever been known to have fun? Soleil finds herself squinting even harder. "Why are you being weird about it?" she asks, tilting her head, "What are you really up to?" |
Soleil Whitaker |
09/04/17 |
Soleil moves swiftly around the counter to position her body in front of Margot, blocking the woman's path out of the room.
"Rhiannon! Your sister is being sus as f*ck." |
Soleil Whitaker |
09/04/17 |
Soleil squints at her sister-in-law. "What in God's name are you up to?" |
Rhiannon Whitaker |
09/03/17 |
*whines*
SOLEIL. Make her stop!
*so mad* |
Soleil Whitaker |
09/03/17 |
"A ring? What ring?" |
Rhiannon Whitaker |
09/03/17 |
I'M GOING TO KICK YOUR ASS. |
Soleil Whitaker |
09/03/17 |
"MARGOT. Where the living f*ck have you been?" |
Rhiannon Whitaker |
09/03/17 |
Don't touch my stuff. |