"Die Mauer wird in 50 und auch in 100 Jahren noch bestehen bleiben, wenn die dazu vorhandenen Gründe noch nicht beseitigt sind." -- Honecker, 1989 (An rp blog for my OC, Dr. Liliane (Lily) Beilschmidt, (East) Berlin.) Member of Off-Brand Nations
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She grabbed a bottle of champagne from behind the bar and brought it over with two glasses. The bar tender didn’t even bother to try to stop her. It was her party after all, and she was his boss’ sister. She grinned at the other person as she popped the cork and filled both glasses, handing one to her companion.
“So glad you could come. Can you believe I’m 78 now? This is awesome.”
Holding her glass, Resi passes Lily a small smile she was feeling friendly today. “I wouldn’t say that it is awesome but I am surprised that you survived till 78. Only one thousand years to go.” She started sincerely before sopping the champagne.
Lily rolled her eyes a little. Of course, Therese would be Therese, even at a birthday party. Lily supposed she could forgive her, in the spirit of her birthday. “Why so surprised? At this point, you should be used to me. Besides, who else would put you in your place if I weren’t here?” She smirked and tapped her glass with Therese’s. “Prost.”
She grabbed a bottle of champagne from behind the bar and brought it over with two glasses. The bar tender didn’t even bother to try to stop her. It was her party after all, and she was his boss’ sister. She grinned at the other person as she popped the cork and filled both glasses, handing one to her companion.
“So glad you could come. Can you believe I’m 78 now? This is awesome.”
She grabbed a bottle of champagne from behind the bar and brought it over with two glasses. The bar tender didn’t even bother to try to stop her. It was her party after all, and she was his boss’ sister. She grinned at the other person as she popped the cork and filled both glasses, handing one to her companion.
“So glad you could come. Can you believe I’m 78 now? This is awesome.”
Her eyes lit up, although her cheeks were still pink. “Really? You mean that?”
He gave her a little nod and a smile. “I do mean it.”
“Ah…fuck. Now I don’t quite know what to say. I wasn’t prepared for you to love me back.” She awkwardly tucked some of her hair behind her ear. Okay, maybe she had suspected something. The signs had been there. But she hadn’t been ready to fully believe it.
“Freikörperkultur! Freikörperkultur! Freikörperkultur!” she sings to herself as she lays down a towel in the public park. Within a minute, she’s completely devoid of clothes and is lying naked in the sun, with just a pair of sunglasses on.
“Freikörperkultur! Freikörperkultur! Freikörperkultur!” she sings to herself as she lays down a towel in the public park. Within a minute, she’s completely devoid of clothes and is lying naked in the sun, with just a pair of sunglasses on.
Oh, what a good idea! It takes him a minute to strip down to nothing and join her, tossing his hair over his shoulder
She grins as she watches him strip down. As he lays down on the grass next to her, she sits up. “Isn’t this a nice day for this? I even brought some beer.” She pats the cooler next to her. “Want some?”
Now, look. If I’m going to share I want you to promise me just one thing. Alright? [She hesitates in her tangent every so often, the result of strain in her voice; unsurprising, given that the ice chest she’s hauling appears to be quite weighted down.] Just…just remind me of this…the next time I tell you I don’t want to get a deep sea license! I don’t want you to accept anything to do with not owning a boat! [Once she’s judged that she’s either close enough or simply doesn’t want to continue, she sets it down with a self-assured pat on the lid, as if proud of the catch that is, mind you, not actually her own. And then the lid comes off, and there’s a pause to accommodate the appropriate level of marveling.] Actually, now that I’ll be spending extra time in Istria, maybe a boat isn’t the worst idea, either. With the extra cash from…well! Take a picture if you have to. I’m going to need a solemn oath.
Lily looked up from her mindless scrolling to stare as the other woman trudged forward with a heavy cooler. It took a few seconds for her to comprehend everything and stand up. By that time, Cvita had set the heavy ice chest down. She came over to look at the contents inside. “What on earth? Did you catch this?” She is definitely taking a picture of whatever this was.
“Freikörperkultur! Freikörperkultur! Freikörperkultur!” she sings to herself as she lays down a towel in the public park. Within a minute, she’s completely devoid of clothes and is lying naked in the sun, with just a pair of sunglasses on.
“Freikörperkultur! Freikörperkultur! Freikörperkultur!” she sings to herself as she lays down a towel in the public park. Within a minute, she’s completely devoid of clothes and is lying naked in the sun, with just a pair of sunglasses on.
