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simplykorra · 4 months

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Ava’s fine, really. She’s perfectly fine and normal.

She’s not absolutely losing her shit as she and Beatrice step into the fucking cottagecore playground known as this fucking groundskeeper cabin out in the middle of the nowhere.

Everything is perfectly fine as she follows Bea inside, looks around at the beautiful layout of the cabin, with sun coming in through the windows and wood furnished everything on the inside.

The cabin is gorgeous, like something pulled out of a dream. There is vintage furniture, a fully furnished kitchen, a massive fireplace complete with a goddamn bear skin rug in front of it.

It’s not the first cabin Ava’s been to, but most of those were rentals in Windham for ski trips with rich tourists and journeys out to the woods for frat parties with a little extra money to pass around.

This? This is the kind of place you could spend the rest of your life in.

“The bedroom is at the end of this hall,” Beatrice says with a smile, looking back at her with her bag in her hands. “We called ahead of time and the kitchen is fully stocked.”

“It is?” Ava finds herself immediately racing to the kitchen and cracking open the fridge. “What the fuck? Who did this?”

“There are staff in and out of here year round, and of course the people who tend to the country house.”

Ava frowns as she looks at all the food tucked away on the shelves and in the drawers - it’s so much. “So people just…take care of this place on the off chance your family might use it once or twice a year?”

Beatrice nods as she sets her bag down, her face softening like she understands Ava’s train of thought - because she’s gotten really good at understanding Ava’s train of thought. “It seems wasteful, I know, but I do promise there are people here a lot and…it is work, well paying work at that.”

“I suppose that’s true,” Ava realizes it probably is, with the kind of money the Dalton-Lee’s have she imagines they don’t even think twice about forking it over to maintain their image. Just as she’s about to close the fridge door, she sees it. “Wait what the fuck?” She yanks open the drawer. “Hot dogs?!” She looks at Bea who is grinning sweetly.

“I put in a special request.” Totally and completely fine, not swooning at all. No way, not her. Ava is working, she’s working her ass off and not feeling anything other than excited. “That…is what is required of pigs in a basket, right?” She says, seeming anxious at Ava’s silence.

Of course, Ava has to fight off a laugh at her misstep. “Pigs in a blanket, Bea. Pigs in a basket would be like…if I cooked a bunch of hot dogs and stuffed them in a bread bowl.”

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