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foundtherightwords · 6 months

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The Simple Thought of You - Epilogue

Pairing: Billy Knight x OFC (Esme from "The Quiet Chaos")

Summary: Billy and Esme have been dating for nearly two years, and naturally, their thoughts turn to the next step in their relationship. But when it turns out that their future plans may not align, can they reconcile their differences and stay together?

Warnings: angst, discussion of children and being childfree, mentions of mental health issues, non-explicit smut

Chapter word count: 1.1k

Chapter 1 - Chapter 2

Epilogue

They didn't get married the next day.

They did get married quite soon afterward, though, and the wedding was just as Esme wanted—a quick trip to Newham Town Hall, followed by dinner at their favorite Indian restaurant, the one where they'd had their botched first date. She wore a vintage dress embroidered with wildflowers, and he wore his brown suit—with a tie this time, though he still took it off after the ceremony. The only guests were her family and Jacob. And Angua, of course.

Esme felt a little bad that the bride's side was so dominant—there were six of them, including Roisin, and they were not exactly quiet or reserved—but Billy assured her that he didn't mind. When they were discussing guests, he had asked to invite two more people but refused to tell her who they would be. "They're nice people, don't worry," he said. "Only they're very busy. I don't want to raise any hope in case they can't make it." So Esme had consented—the wedding was small, so two more guests wouldn't make much of a difference anyway, and if she'd learned anything about Billy's sudden secretive turn, it was that he always had a good reason for it.

Just as they were about to sit down at the restaurant, Billy's mysterious guests arrived. They were a couple—though they didn't walk in together or hold hands or anything, Esme could tell they were a couple, as surely as she and Billy were a couple. The man, who walked with a barely discernible limp, looked to be in his forties, a grizzly bear of a man with a dark thatch of hair and a craggy, intimidating face, but his eyes twinkled warmly. The woman was younger, perhaps just a couple of years older than Billy and Esme, tall and pretty, elegantly dressed in an emerald green jumpsuit that set off her strawberry-blonde hair.

Billy stood up to meet them. "Mr. Strike, Miss Ellacott," he said, beaming. "Glad you made it."

Esme's eyes widened. So this was the famous private detective and his assistant, the ones who had uncovered the truth about the murder Billy thought he'd witnessed, the ones who had helped to set his mind at ease. She immediately understood why he'd wanted to invite them. Like their trip to the White Horse, this was Billy's endeavor not so much to let go of his past, but rather to reconcile it with his future, a hopefully better and brighter future. Her heart was overflowing with pride as she went over to join Billy.

The two guests paused when Billy came up to them with his arm around Esme's waist. In their line of work, they must have seen a lot, and both were too polite to show surprise, but Esme could see Miss Ellacott's mouth pop open slightly, before she hurried to close it.

"Good to see you, Billy," Strike said, taking first Billy's hand and then Esme's. "And very lovely to meet you, Esme. Congratulations to you both."

"Please, call me Robin," his companion chimed in. "And sorry we're late. We were on a job."

"It's all right," Esme said. "Thank you for coming. I've heard a lot about you." She smiled to think how her parents would react to having a private detective amongst them. With Billy's permission, she had given her family a less-harrowing version of his childhood and mentioned Strike as someone who had protected Billy against his older brother, Jimmy—it was true, in a way—and now she could just see her mother's mind whirling to put Strike in her next children's book.

"I must admit, Billy's invitation came as a surprise," Robin said to Esme once they were all sat down to eat. "But I was even more surprised when Cormoran—when Strike insisted that we accepted. I suppose out of all of our clients, Billy really made an impression on him. When Billy first came to us, he was—" Robin hesitated, and she looked again at Billy sitting on Esme's other side, discussing with her dad the idea of combining his wood carvings with Dad's glasswork in some sculptures or perhaps even jewelry. "His changes really are remarkable," Robin continued. "You must be very happy."

"I am," replied Esme, looking over at Billy with a smile.

Billy didn't know what they were talking about, but sensing Esme's smile, he turned around with a smile of his own and a quick kiss. "You OK?" he asked under his breath.

"Perfect. You?"

"Perfect."

Esme turned back to find Robin watching their exchange with an almost wistful look.

"Sorry," Esme said, blushing.

"Oh, please, don't be," Robin quickly said. "It's your wedding! If you can't be happy at your own wedding, when can you? Besides, there's no need to apologize for being happy. I hope you two will be happy like this always." She glanced at Strike, who was talking to Esme's brother, Sam, across the table—Please don't ask him too many questions about his work, Esme thought, while not missing the fact that the wistful look was back in Robin's eyes. "I think that's why Strike wanted to come. So he could see that we've made a difference, no matter how small."

"I can't thank you both enough for what you've done for Billy," Esme said sincerely.

"We were only doing our job," Robin said, smiling.

They didn't stay for long. Once dinner was over, Strike and Robin made their excuses and left. Esme and Billy saw them out and watched them walk down the street, Strike keeping close to Robin but not too close, protectively keeping her on the inside of the curb.

"I wonder if they know how much they love each other," Esme said.

"What, Mr. Strike and Miss Ellacott?" Billy stared at the receding figures with such bewilderment that Esme had to laugh.

"You men are always so blind about these things," she said.

Billy took great offense at that. "Hey, I'm not blind."

"Oh yeah?"

"I know exactly how much you love me."

"How much is that?"

"As much as I love you."

She shook her head. He was hopeless, he really was. "And how much is that?"

"This much."

As he pulled her in for a kiss, Esme wondered if that was their first sort of row as husband and wife. If it is, then I guess it bodes very well for our marriage.

THE END

A/N: I almost didn't add this epilogue, but I thought it would feel quite abrupt to just end it after the proposal, so here's the wedding. Plus I had fun writing Strike and Robin's cameos :)) Thank you for reading!

#billy knight #billy knight strike #cb strike #billy knight fic #billy knight x ofc #joseph quinn #joseph quinn fic #joseph quinn character

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ladyofpembroke · 8 months

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❁ nine people tag ❁

Thanks to @bisexualchrissycunningham for tagging me :)

↪️ last song: Raining Romance by HOLYCHILD (ugh i'm still sad they broke up)

↪️ last movie: Bottoms, I saw it last weekend with my friend in theaters!

↪️ currently watching: WHEEL OF TIME! Please everybody watch wheel of time!! I keep most of my WoT insanity confined to my sideblog but please watch wheel of time!!! Also, now that i'm back in my netflix 'household' I've started rewatching ugly betty but I'm only a few episodes in and I'm always bad with second hand embarrassment so I don't know how long my rewatch will last (I always pause if something embarrassing is going to happen and then hardly ever come back)

↪️ currently reading: I've been having trouble reading books this last month with my move and the stress of that and starting my internship but hopefully this weekend will be better, and I can read before my books get returned to the library. I'm partially through The Once and Future Witches by Alix E. Harrow and only just started The Oleander Sword by Tasha Suri

↪️ currently craving: I'm getting indian food tomorrow night so maybe the really big samosas from our local restaurant

↪️ last thing you researched: touch typing/typing practice lol. My internship gave me a work laptop but the key board spacing is so different from my surface pro's and I've definitely been making a lot of mistakes so I'm going to practice a bit so I get used to the format (the worst is that the home button is where the backspace should be so I keep accidentally hitting it).

I'm tagging @tigraine-mantear @daughter-heir @gracekelli @kittytudor @lewyn-martell @amemoryofwot @ourgraciousqueens @chiennedereglisse @clytenmestra

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paradoxcase · 8 months

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@wellhappybirthdaytomeiguess:

Cyrus and Valency were the founders of the Third House, and they had a reputation for being incredibly attractive. This will DEFINITELY be expanded upon soon. :P Animaphiliac necromancers seems to be connected to the flesh magic that the Third House specializes in. And looks are apparently an important part of being the heir to the Third House (remember Corona, not Ianthe, was the Crown Princess; I doubt Ianthe would tolerate any flesh magic on her own perfection :P)

It wasn't just about Cyrus and the Third House, though, Mercy also told Harrow that she wasn't as pretty as Anastasia

@longroadstonowhere

Personally I get a runny nose when I eat certain kinds of spicy things (more likely with Indian food, doesn’t happen with stuff like wasabi), and I don’t usually have any sneezing reactions to food

Fun fact, wasabi isn't actually spicy (=has positive scoville rating) unless you go to a very fancy restaurant to get it, almost all wasabi that you can get in the US is actually just horseradish with green food coloring. (I'm not unhappy about this at all, personally, I fucking love horseradish.) I'm not even sure actual wasabi has a scoville rating either, but horseradish definitely doesn't

That's interesting that that does happen to other people, though

@wellhappybirthdaytomeiguess:

So the necromancer Cohort officer doing the blood ward doesn't need thanergy to do it because she is basically using her own blood to paint the wall, draining herself to the point where she dies (until John brings her back and gives her a commendation if I recall correctly). The power is in the blood itself.

Does blood have inherent thanergy? There's some kind of contradictory stuff here, where living things have inherent thalergy and thanergy, but also there's no thanergy and thalergy in space because it needs a planet to attach to. But I guess a human has just enough to do a little necromancy? Or is it because she painted the wall with it, so cells were dying? Both the Emperor and Mercy seemed to think that she could have done this without killing herself

#the locked tomb #harrow the ninth #wellhappybirthdaytomeiguess #longroadstonowhere

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theculturedgentleman · 1 month

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The actual best areas to stay in London and the hotels to use

Stratford is a great place to have as a base to call home while you’re here due to its excellent transportation links due in part to London’s hosting of the 2012 Olympics and possessing the Westfield Stratford City Shopping Mall which has nearly over 300 shops and 80 restaurants. Another great asset in Stratford would be the Queen Elizabeth Olympic Park named as a tribute in honour of her late majesty’s diamond jubilee and the Olympics both of which happened in 2012.

Mayfair, Fitzrovia and Knightsbridge are areas I would definitely say if you have the money then definitely stay here as you’re in the literal heart of the hustle and bustle of the capital with all the main things literally on your doorstep.

Wembley and Harrow are areas dear to my heart as these are the areas where my father spent a lot of his childhood but this part of London is also home to some of the best Indian food imo in the world. This part of London is also a great base to use as you’re really close to Heathrow and relatively close to central london too.

For me the best hotels to look at are:

https://www.ihg.com/london-united-kingdom

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desi-hype · 2 years

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Visit: Desihype.co.uk - Indian Food Restaurant and Bar in Harrow, London

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ftlion · 2 years

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𝗡𝗲𝘄 𝗢𝗽𝗲𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 in July 1️⃣ @TheOttomanDoner Halal Status: Fully Halal. Having first burst on the scene in 2018, their doner-dominated menu offers a variety of lunch boxes, as well as wraps, rice box meals, burgers, and salad boxes which launch in Holloway. 2️⃣ @Tharshinis.Takeaway Halal Status: Fully Halal. Family-run eatery Tharshini’s has opened on Mitcham Road and they serve fully Halal authentic Sri Lankan cuisine, FtLion has been informed. 3️⃣ @YokoSizzlersUK Halal Status: Fully Halal. A long established Indian restaurant brand has quietly made its UK debut to north west London’s borough of Harrow. 4️⃣ @Munch_Street Halal Status: Fully Halal. Located on High Road, Leytonstone is new smash burger restaurant Much Street. 5️⃣ @FatHippoFood Halal Status: Halal chicken (prepped & cooked separately) • Alcohol & pork served. While Fat Hippo opened its Birmingham branch last month, they recently clarified the cooking process to their “certified halal” chicken. 6️⃣ @FeyaCafe Halal Status: Fully Halal. A chef who graduated from renowned chef Gordan Ramsay’s culinary academy has launched her third London café. Chef Zahra Khan’s Feya is located on Marble Arch Place near the station of the same name and across the way from world famous Speakers’ Corner. 7️⃣ @YouWantBeefLtd Halal Status: Fully Halal (HMC). Launching in Alam Rock in Birmingham, the menu revolves around smashed burgers which includes their chicken and beef combo: The You Want Beef Special, in addition to a couple of chicken ‘Clucker’ burgers too. 8️⃣ @WatanRestaurantOfficial Halal Status: Fully Halal. Famous for its Afghani and Pakistani cuisine in west London’s Southall, Watan celebrated the grand opening of its third branch in Tooting. 9️⃣ @WingmansChicken Halal Status: Halal options (prepped & cooked separately) • Alcohol & pork served. Award-winning chicken specialists Wingmans opened their Shoreditch branch on Curtain Road. 🔟 @Kokodoouk Halal Status: Fully Halal. Not many of them about, but the Korean Fried Chicken (KFC) specialists KoKoDoo has informed FtLion of their Halal status. While the brand has opened its 5th site by leasing a food shack in Swansea. (at July's Restaurant) https://www.instagram.com/p/Chmv-nwjSVy/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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milanopain · 2 years

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What it May Take to be the Best Online Indian Food Delivery in Mississauga?

Indian cuisine restaurants in Ontario and other Canadian provinces are becoming immensely popular these days for offering various delectable foods that are not only healthy but also affordable to the hoi polloi. Whilst you may or may not have visited one by now, have you ever wondered, what it takes to be the best online Indian food delivery in Mississauga? Let us find it together in today’s blog!

The Best Online Indian Food Delivery in Mississauga is Well-Decorated with Ethnic Paintings

They are so many desi eateries these days in the country that offer unparalleled hospitality along with mouth-watering dishes. You can easily come across half a dozen of them at the very least in Mississauga and every other major city in Canada for sure. However, we can guarantee that you would have quite a harrowing time deciding which one is the best online Indian food delivery in Mississauga!

If you are planning to eat outside anytime soon, here are some of the hottest Indian dishes that you can try at any time of the day without much ado. A few of the most popular foods that you should order at an overseas Indian restaurant are chicken kebabs and chicken tandoori. In general, several of the Indian chicken preparations tend to be medium to very spicy and are simply awesome. Such dishes are usually prepared by making ample application of umpteen spices and a generous amount of black salt. The chicken pieces become soft and palatable after marinating them with yogurt until the cook transfers them to a purpose-designed charcoal oven for slow roasting.

Not only the delicacies but also the ambiance of the best online Indian food delivery in Mississauga is simply amazing. Flaunting the choicest Indian handicrafts along with the finest Kangra paintings, it is nothing less than a rare microcosm of Indic civilization and will instantly transport you to the long-forgotten land of ancient India.

The Best Online Indian Food Delivery in Mississauga is Also a Top Haven for Exotic Cocktails

You can also try some of the most expensive cocktails in the top Indian restaurants across Canada. If you love drinking but hate consuming non-vegetarian food, we firmly recommend that you explore the surprisingly diverse range of both vegan and vegetarian dishes widely available at the best online Indian food delivery in Mississauga. However, whether the majority of Indian restaurants in the country are best suited to non-vegetarians or not, not every one of them offers alcoholic beverages and you should always ask in advance about the same whilst reserving a table over the phone.

On the contrary, if you are fond of red meat and seafood, you should order a few Indian preparations that are prepared from tender chevon, duck meat, lobsters, and more. You can also ask for tasty naans or tandoori rotis to have with one or more of the aforementioned delicacies. Whilst we could go on for eternity on this, we certainly do not want to spoil your maiden excitement in exploring the astonishingly variegated, soul-satisfying Indian cuisine.

To suffice, if you are truly desirous of experiencing the best online Indian food delivery in Mississauga, you may consider checking out Indian Cuisine by the Lake at your convenience.

#online Indian food delivery in Mississauga #indianfooddeliverymississauga

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bamboohousefood-blog · 5 years

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It is quite natural that people love food. If you are living in Harrow, London, and have not enjoyed the cuisine of Bamboo House yet, then think that your life is incomplete. Undoubtedly, Bamboo House is the best Indian restaurant in Harrow. The food and service there is extraordinary.

#Indian restaurant in harrow

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curry-mahal-restaurant · 3 years

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#Curry Mahal #Takeaway in Harrow #Indian Restaurant #Indian Takeaway #Order Takeaway Food #Indian food

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utterlyinevitable · 4 years

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Trials & Tribulations (CH. 4)

Me Without You

Chapter 1: Afterwards Chapter 2: The Next 4 Days Chapter 3: It All Falls Down

Love Interests: Ethan Ramsey, Bryce Lahela Word Count: 3.3k Warning: angst, adult themes, possible destructive mental health triggers Summary: Have you ever been so out of touch with your emotions that you constantly make choices? Yeah… That’s what Becca’s doing.

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For almost two weeks Becca left him texts and voicemails at various times of the day - anything she could think of to reach him. She needed an explanation. Things were good, she thought. Why would he up and leave without saying a word? Weren’t they in a better place now? Why did he go?

They’d slept together a few days ago, breaking down every sacred barrier of professionalism they’ve erected since Miami. It was an initial shock for them to be on the same team come the fall but they could work though it. They were stronger than this. They’ve been through so many secrets together how could they not?

By day 9 Becca had long left the shock of abandonment behind and just needed to hear his voice, rationale be damned. His voicemail lulled her to sleep most nights when Rafael couldn’t come over to help numb the pain. The short curt message was so distinctly him;

“Dr. Ethan Ramsey. Leave a voicemail or call 911 if it’s an emergency.”

She’d always hung up right before the beep. Becca was embarrassed by how many times she called each day yet was more embarrassed to have him hear the desperation in her voice. As silly as she felt, it’s like a piece of her had gone missing. Eight weeks was a long time to pine after someone who ran away. More like an entire year… She had him once, why was he pushing her away again?

After catching him leaving their apartment that fateful morning after her ethics hearing, Elijah and Sienna held onto Becca’s deepest secret. They saw no need to start drama within their group after everything that has happened, especially for one briefly passionate weekend.

However short-lived, it was the most freeing three days of Rebecca Lao’s life. It felt right, he felt right. Why doesn’t he feel the same way?

Ugh I can’t keep thinking of him.

Becca pushed him to the back of her mind every single time he popped into it, forcing herself to focus on her patients and the little distraction known as her friends. Dr. Rebecca Lao was determined to move on, her completely decimated heart be damned.

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At 1:12PM on that ninth afternoon Becca snuck back to the locker room and sent him another text,

Please let me know you’re okay.

She huffed as she shoved her phone deep into her coat pocket, ready to go on lunch and wallow in her misery.

For the last seven days Becca hadn’t worn a lick of makeup. She couldn’t bring herself to keep up appearances. Anyone could see the cracks through her painted face, so what’s the point in putting all the effort into it? She wore the bags under her eyes proudly a reminder that, albeit everything, she’s still alive and capable of thriving. Her greasy brown hair was pulled back in a haphazard bun and baby strands flying carelessly around her forehead, she hadn’t felt like washing it in a few days. Her eyes were dull. Nothing really sparked the fire in them anymore. No one was pushing her to reach past her potential anymore.

I can’t wait to spend all day in bed tomorrow. Maybe I’ll actually take a relaxing bath…

“Ah, Dr. Lao!” she heard the chipper and lively voice of Naveen call a few feet ahead of her. She looked up from her fixated gaze on the stark white linoleum and to the old doctor bounding happily towards her with his cane. “How are you?”

“I’m fine, thank you for asking,” she responded trying not to meet his inquisitive eyes. “How have you been?”

The question was simple enough. It was obligatory small talk in most circles however here and now they held a deeper meaning. Rebecca couldn’t have been the only one taking His departure roughly.

“Hanging in there,” he told her honestly with newly darkened eyes, and she gave him a sad smile back. Naveen extended an olive branch to the only other person that would understand, “Would you care to join me for lunch?”

“I’d like that, yeah.”

“Wonderful,” he beamed “I’ll meet you in the atrium in 15 minutes?”

Beca forced a small smile, “It’s a date.”

Naveen and Becca sat at a table at one of his favorite local Indian restaurants near the hospital. During the fifteen minute drive over, the man raved about the chutney and how the family-run establishment was one of the only ones with a proper heat meter - “not like conservative dishes you’d find at chains”.

The two pleasantly spoke of their last few days as if they were two lifelong friends despite only knowing one another for a few months. Once the waiter brought over their meals she finally let herself ask the question causing hives at the back of her neck, “Have you heard from him?”

Naveen moved the rice around his plate to mix with his lamb curry and took a deep breath; he knew this was coming.

“He sent me an email once he got there,” he said as evenly as he could manage. “I’m sure he’s fine. Ethan’s tough.” Naveen wished he could ease the woes he’s seen pass the young resident’s features ever since that day of the announcement. But his loyalty towards his makeshift son outweighed conflict in his heart. There was a reason Ethan didn’t tell her and I must respect it. However misplaced. With a slight smile he tried to reassure her instead, “Surely enough, no matter his rank, he would have taken control and whipped everyone into shape. He’ll be back home to us soon enough.”

Email? She didn’t think of that… God, He is an old man.

Her attention was fixed on the salad in front of her, pushing the leaves one over the other. “I jus -” There were so many questions she needed answers to. If anyone knew Him well enough to help her speculate his motives it would be his most dearest friend. Her voice was small as she continued, “Why didn’t he tell me?” It took a lot of strength to keep her voice from cracking.

Her stormy eyes finally lifted to meet warm brown. The deep marks of age on his dark brown features arched downwards in sympathy. He set his fork down by his plate and dabbed the corners of his mouth, preparing to ease the mind of this doleful girl.

“He told me he applied the moment he quit but didn’t expect to hear back. It was a wishful thought; he never would be able to stay retired long. We have that in common, him and I. As for why he didn’t tell you I can only speculate.” The older doctor tried to keep his features impartial and failed. “The boy has a one track mind sometimes; when he puts his mind to it nothing will stop him until he’s reached the desired outcome.”

She’s seen Him exhibit that kind of behavior before and gave Naveen a sad smile back in recognition.

Naveen reached across the table to cover her hand with his. “He’s been through a lot in life and hasn’t always been the best with feelings. But when you know him long enough, and get to know his expressions, it’s easy to see something...” the Chief of Medicine chose his words carefully, “intimate has become of you two.”

Normally Becca would have scoffed at the insinuation, but now she just couldn’t bring herself to react. Naveen’s words were settling in - she knew He had scars from his childhood that he didn’t dare talk about. She knew He was closed off and an acquired taste. And she knew Naveen was half-right.

Sadly she replied, “I don’t think there’s anything between us.”

Naveen didn’t want to argue, he could see through the broken girl in front of him and his heart ached for them both.

Rightfully he changed the subject, “Are you working on any exciting cases?”

“Not as exciting as they are unfortunate,” she shrugged, picking at the salad. “I have a young girl with leukemia and a patient on dialysis with pneumonia. I’m not sure either of them will pull through.”

“If you need any help, I’m only a page away.” His gaze cascaded a sense of comforting warmth over her. “You’re not just my grandmentee, you’re family.”

She was happy to have Naveen in her corner but couldn’t help wondering if the offer was conditionally tied to him.

“Thank you.”

“Thank you for joining me,” Naveen acknowledged, “I say we make this a routine thing!”

For the first time in a long time the corners of her lips perked up, “I’d like that.”

That evening she sent him an email;

Hey,

I know you’re kicking ass down there (you know I mean the outbreak, please don’t punch anyone!), but I hope you’re being safe. I had lunch with Naveen today, he’s really worried about you. We miss you. Please please please let us know you’re okay. I’m still mad at you for leaving but I’ll forgive you if you just please talk to me. If I did something wrong, I’m sorry. I just want to know that you’re alive and well. Even if you don’t want to talk to me, please keep Naveen updated.

See you soon,

R x

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“Roo-mie Bar Crawl. Roo-mie Bar Crawl.” Sienna chanted from the middle of their living room. The gang was all dressed up and ready to let loose after a really harrowing week on the job.

Becca hadn’t contacted Him since that first and last email three days ago. She made her peace with it. After days of trying, a deep conversation with Naveen, and receiving absolutely nothing in return for her efforts, she settled on the assumption that He was ghosting her. Her heart ached but she didn’t want to let the heartbreak consume her. Instead she’d find other distractions.

Those distractions came in the form of Rafael, Bryce, and Sienna. Each friend mended a different part of her tattered heart. Sienna took care of her by way of baked goods, forcing her to talk about her feelings and retail therapy - Becca needed a bit of mothering in these last few days, especially since she didn’t have a close relationship with her birth mother. Bryce was her feel-good companion, he’d take her out for a drink or an excursion, anything he could possibly do to have her smile reach her eyes once again. Lastly, Rafael helped take care of her intimately - although he’s been M.I.A. the last week…

The group congregated in their shared living room, ready to go. Becca sat on the sofa next to Bryce as he helped lace up her heels. Sienna chanted once again and everyone cheered a response. Once more Elijah listed off items and everyone patted their pockets and their bags. Phone? Check. Wallet? Check. ID? Check.

“Is Raf not coming?” Becca asked as they paraded through the hallway.

“No, he’s got plans with his girlfriend,” Jackie said matter-of-factly.

Becca's footsteps fell behind her friend ever so slightly. What!?

“Really? When’d that happen?”

Jackie retorted like it wasn’t the most important bit of information, “I don’t know, recently?”

“She’s his childhood sweetheart,” Kyra piped in. “Just moved back and they’ve been on a few dates. Very romantic.”

Becca bit her lip, “Yeah… good for them.”

There were so many questions racing through her mind. They had just slept together for the fifth and seemingly final time less than 2 weeks ago. Was Becca the other woman? No matter the questions there’s just one thing Becca couldn’t shake;

I’ve gone and thrown myself at another man who doesn’t want me.

She was determined to have a good time regardless of the mountain of rejection forming at her core. Good thing alcohol’s the best medicine… She was prepared to spend the next few hours looming in her chaos, choosing reckless behavior instead of facing her feelings.

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The group pregamed at Donohues for happy hour, choosing to spend their most coherent of hours in a familiar place. They downed 2-for-1 tequila shots each and played a round of darts until the board began to move. Becca did all she could to keep from staring at the empty far corner of the bar. Every time she did she took another shot.

Then the residents made their way to a dive bar for cheap drinks. It was a small hole-in-the-wall place with not enough space for the large group. Bryce and Kyra went in to grab the first and only round bringing it out to the side of the building where everyone else was waiting. The sun had now fully set and the group was getting cold. To warm up Jackie suggested they chugged.

Fifteen minutes later they ended up at a sports bar and grabbed some quick grub. Elijah was drawn to the TV playing a game Becca couldn’t care less about. Her and Bryce shared a plate of nachos and a double cheeseburger with onion rings. Sienna gave a side eye at how close her two friends were becoming. After the third bar the group started to fan out, Aurora and Kyra headed home needing a solid seven hours of sleep to be functional.

Feeling the buzz and forgetting about Raf, they powered on! On their way to the club the group passed an Irish pub with music blasting. They accepted the inevitable detour and danced in the middle of the floor to the house fiddle band. Everyone had one drink before Sienna, Jackie and Elijah bowed out afterwards overcome with exhaustion.

The last two troops gave one another a devious smirk and headed to the club arm in arm.

Bryce and Becca held off on drinks feeling full of life from the last few rounds and put off by the elite pricing. He grabbed her hand and led her onto the technicolor floor. They danced and danced to song after song. Occasionally she’d turn around and he'd hold her flush to his chest. The sensation releasing copious amounts of serotonin and oxytocin.

At one point she was sandwiched between Bryce and another hopeless stranger. It seemed the two men wanted to outlast the other. She found the determined glimmer in her friend’s eye so amusing. Becca turned away from the poor stranger and back to Bryce, the two men calling a silent truce. He raised his eyebrows and she mouthed “stay”. He moved in closer and kissed her temple causing the nameless hopeful to storm away.

They stayed. They danced. They drank.

Bryce leaned over to speak into her ear, “That guys totally checking you out.”

She cocked her head to see a dark skinned stranger in well-tailored clothes eyeing them.

“Maybe he’s checking you out,” she sneered.

Bryce’s contagious and magnificent smile lit up his face, “He’s definitely trying to figure out if we’re together.”

She made a show of rolling her eyes.

Pointing over his shoulder he said, “I’m gonna go get us another round.”

The mystery stranger used that as an opportunity.

“Hey,” his tenor voice smooth and unconflicted.

The stranger wasn’t much taller than Becca. He had dark olive skin, enchanting amber eyes, a buzz cut which is so different from her type - she liked a man with locks she could latch on to. His shallow beard accented his chiseled jaw. He wore a navy blue v-neck that drew the attention to the defined muscles beneath. He was a small man compared to those she surrounded herself with, and was a stark contrast to what she was attracted to. And maybe, just maybe he could help her forget for a minute.

“Hey,” Becca said back, scanning the crowd over the man’s shoulder for Bryce’s return.

Before she knew it she was bumped in the back and tumbling towards the handsome stranger. Bryce was the culprit walking hand in hand with another girl he picked up at the bar as he shot his friend an encouraging wink.

The stranger nodded over to Bryce’s retreating form, “Looks like you’ve been dumped.”

“I’ve been abandoned by my friend,” she clarified. Becca’s eyes locked with the olive strangers and shrugged, “Guess I’m in the market for some company.”

He raised his eyebrows and they both moved to close the distance, letting the air around them take control. His thin hand moved to her waist while one of hers laid to rest on his taut forearm. They moved in unison. She kissed the stranger fiercely for what felt like hours in the middle of the club, their tongues battling for dominance. His left hand trailed up to her hair and the right settled on the skin at the small of her back to keep her flush to him. When they came up for air he asked Becca to go home with him.

Without hesitation she said she’d meet him at the bar in five.

Sitting in the dirty bathroom she couldn’t believe what she was doing. She was intoxicated, alone and willing to go home with just about anyone that would give her the time of day? No. She was stronger than this. She shouldn’t succumb to this. She wasn’t desperate enough to do this.

But the alcohol took over.

She regretted the decision immediately.

After all this time she never expected a response.

First with a text, Are you ok?

Why now? She thought as she stood in the dingy bathroom watching the notification flash over her lockscreen.

She fled.

Becca shoved her phone deep in her pocket and retreated back to the commotion as fast she could. She scanned the room briefly looking for Bryce but spotted the stranger moving onto his next conquest. She reached the base of the stairs, her phone incessantly vibrating. She pulled it out to see the same message sent a second time. Against her better judgment she typed back;

Not at all.

Within seconds, flashing across the phone screen was the name she longed for.

Incoming: Ethan Ramsey

She didn’t have a chance to say anything as she made her way outdoors before he asked in a low and stoic voice, “Where are you?”

“Where are you?”

“Rebecca…”

She wanted to hang up so badly. But his voice… How she missed his voice. And he was there. He sees her messages - he called because he cares. Well that’s what she told herself. Why else would he finally respond after all these days?

Her words were caught in her throat - she had so many things she wanted to say to him - to ask him, but nothing came out. She was rendered mute between the embarrassment and opportunity.

“Becca are you still there?”

She had to open and close her mouth a few times before the words manifested on her tongue. “Right where… you left me,” she whispered more to herself than anything.

He left. He left me.

The two ex-lovers were silent, the load of everything she’s had to bottle up finally taking its toll and Becca started to sob. All of the feelings she’d tried to box away and shrug off came crashing down. Ethan Ramsey broke her heart. He let her into his world outside of Edenbrook and vice versa. She let herself fall for him and it became detrimental, a derailment to every hope she started residency with.

Another person she considered close had betrayed her.

Another man had disappointed and abandoned her.

Becca never talked much about her past, gently refusing to confront the heartache her father caused her, what Landry had done to her, how Rafael avoided her and how her idol, her mentor and lover abandoned her. The culmination broke her.

She dropped to the curb, her vision impared by her tears. She let her face fall in her left hand and clutched the phone in her right to her ear. One word kept running through her mind as she completely fell apart on a dim Boston street at an ungodly hour of the evening, praying that the son-of-a-bitch on the other end of the line would put her at ease;

Pathetic.

“Bec-”

She hung up the phone.

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Savoring the Flavors of Tamil Nadu in the Heart of London: Chennai Srilalitha

London, a melting pot of diverse cultures and cuisines, warmly welcomes connoisseurs of authentic South Indian cuisine. If you're on the lookout for the best Tamil restaurants in london, your culinary journey is incomplete without experiencing the delectable offerings at Chennai Srilalitha.

Tamil Restaurants in London: A Gastronomic Odyssey London boasts a vibrant food scene, and the quest for authentic Tamil flavors leads enthusiasts to Chennai Srilalitha. As one of the prime Tamil restaurants in london, it stands as a testament to the rich culinary heritage of Tamil Nadu.

Chennai Srilalitha: Best South Indian Restaurant in London Renowned for its commitment to authenticity, Chennai Srilalitha has earned its reputation as the best South Indian restaurant in London. From crispy dosas to flavorful sambars, each dish is a tribute to the traditional recipes that define South Indian gastronomy.

Vegetarian Indian Food in London: A Delightful Affair at Chennai Srilalitha Vegetarian delights take center stage at Chennai Srilalitha, offering a diverse menu of mouthwatering options. Whether you're a vegetarian enthusiast or simply craving a break from meat-centric fare, the restaurant's extensive vegetarian Indian food selection is sure to leave your taste buds delighted.

Immersive South Indian Dining Experience Beyond the delectable dishes, Chennai Srilalitha provides an immersive South Indian dining experience. The ambiance captures the essence of South Indian hospitality, transporting guests to the heart of Tamil Nadu with its warm and inviting atmosphere.

Chennai Srilalitha: Where Tradition Meets Culinary Excellence What sets Chennai Srilalitha apart is its unwavering commitment to preserving and presenting the authentic flavors of Tamil Nadu. Each dish is a celebration of tradition, prepared with meticulous attention to detail and an infusion of love that defines home-style cooking.

Embark on a Culinary Voyage at Chennai Srilalitha For those seeking an authentic South Indian dining experience in London, Chennai Srilalitha beckons with open arms. Immerse yourself in the rich tapestry of Tamil flavors, explore the best South Indian vegetarian cuisine, and savor the true essence of Chennai right in the heart of London.

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carnivalsofsilverfish · 3 years

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Tagged by @lovecorethot !!! Thanks so much for thinking of me!!! I truly don’t do these enough!

I tag any of my buds on here! You know who you are! Or anyone who follows me - do it and link me! I’d love to see!!!

Name/nickname: Genevieve - Gen/Eve, and I was also Tinkerbell in the last bit of high school LMAO

Pronouns: She/her, and def a girl, but honestly, I like them all!

Star Sign: uuuuh I’m astrology illiterate but I think it’s Pisces???

Height 5 feet on the dot, baby! Fun size!

Time: About 8 pm!

Song Stuck in My Head: Lemon to a Knife Fight by The Wombats

Favourite Bands: Dispatch, Morcheeba, The Wombats, The Killers

Favourite Solo Artists: David Gray, Kenna, Mika, Angelique Kidjo

Last Movie: Attack of the Clones (some friends and I are doing the machete order so next time is Empire at least!)

Last Show: Wandavision

When Did You Create This Blog: 2011/12 I think?

What Do I Post: My art, aesthetic, historical fashion, gay stuff, whatever I’m super into, pretty reliably Star Wars, and sjw shit

Last Thing I Googled: tried to figure out if Pisces was my star sign for this LMAO found out my rising is Cancer and my moon is Capricorn, I think!

Do I Get Asks: mostly for commissions!

Why I chose my URL: line from my favourite David Gray song!

Why You Originally Joined Tumblr: fashion photo sets always seemed to come from here!

Why You Stay: fashion photo sets always seem to come from here!

Average Hours of Sleep: frankly embarrassing

Lucky Number: none! I just have a few I like!

Instruments: violin

What I’m Wearing: I’m in the bath, so bubbles currently, but in a few minutes it’ll be my Stitch onesie

Dream Job: artist and trophy wife

Dream Trip: I’m kind of obsessed with everywhere I’ve ever been, except London, which I can’t stand (too many French genes probably!) and to which I have only gone against my will on my way to somewhere cooler, but some of my tops are southern Turkey, southern France, southern Italy, South Africa (I’ve loved everywhere I’ve been there), Hawaii, Sri Lanka, China (went all over the country and loved it all), and Japan - for somewhere I haven’t been, Goa or Kerala in India, Osaka and Disney in Japan, Alexandria in Egypt, and somewhere in Morocco I haven’t picked! Also probably the Gold Coast in Australia! Give me warm weather pretty plants, and a beach, baby! Or a Disney theme park. I love a Disney theme park!

Last Book I Read: Harrow the Ninth by Tamsyn Muir was the last one I finished, currently reading Into the Dark by Claudia Gray while doing this!

Favourite Food: Turkish, Thai, Indian and Japanese, but if I’m honest, restaurants specializing in regional food are my favourite and I literally will eat it and love it all - there’s also very specific dishes and drinks from all over the world that I’m obsessed with, as anyone whose asked me about teh tarik, for example, can attest

Nationality: Canadian

Favourite Song: Too many LOL! Maaaaaybe the answer I’m feeling at this moment might be Elle Me Dit by Mika???

Top Three Fictional Universes: Star Wars, Discworld, Kingdom Hearts

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mumbaijunctionuk-blog · 5 years

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Mumbai Junction Restaurant

Mumbai Junction restaurant & sports lounge was first established in 2007, but have been in the restaurant industry since 1964. Mumbai Junction restaurant & sports lounge welcomes you to enjoy traditional Mumbai cuisine, with a twist of indo Chinese, Punjabi and Gujarati dishes. We use fresh ingredients and the finest of herbs & spices. Mumbai Junction is a great place to bring your family and friends, with a fantastic family atmosphere, all ages are welcome as we cater for all.

Services Offered

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Indian takeaway harrow

Sports bar harrow

Opening hours

Monday to Thursday 12pm – 11pm

Friday & Saturday 12pm – 12am

Website: http://www.mumbaijunction.co.uk

Address: 231 Watford Road Harrow Middlesex HA1 3TU

Contact Person: Bipin Parekh

Phone: 0208 904 2255

Email: [email protected]

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tabloidtoc · 5 years

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People, March 4

Cover: Mark Harmon on Fame, Family and What He’s Learned

Page 1: Chatter -- Will Smith on turning down The Matrix, Pink on slashing husband Carey Hart’s tires, Taye Diggs flirting with Sanaa Lathan, Bette Middler on her Valentine’s Day tradition, Ben Affleck on his son not being a Boston sports fan, Rebel Wilson on getting rescued by the ski patrol

Page 2: 5 Things We’re Talking About -- This Is Us could be almost half over, Fixer Upper fans can live in a house designed by Chip and Joanna Gaines, Peppa Pig is giving American kids British accents, Jennifer Lopez will turn 50 fabulously, Hilary Duff got an alpaca for Valentine’s Day, A Chat with Amy Sedaris

Page 4: Contents

Page 6: StarTracks -- The Week’s Cutest Couples -- Emily Blunt and John Krasinski

Page 7: Prince Harry and Meghan Markle, Russell Wilson and Ciara, Reese Witherspoon and Jim Toth, Nick Jonas and Priyanka Chopra Jonas

Page 8: Darren Criss and Mia Swier wedding, sitting front row at Victoria Beckham’s fashion show was Anna Wintour and David Beckham and Brooklyn and Brooklyn’s girlfriend Hana Cross and sons Cruz and Romeo and daughter Harper

Page 11: Kelly Ripa and Ryan Seacrest spoof A Star Is Born, Paris Hilton and Nicky Hilton Rothschild, Christy Turlington walked the runway for the first time in more than 20 years

Page 12: Sneak Peak: Diane Keaton and Rhea Perlman and Pam Grier and Jacki Weaver and Celia Weston in Poms, Moms and Their Mini-Mes -- Catherine Zeta-Jones and daughter Carys Zeta Douglas, Glenn Close and Annie Starke, Gabrielle Union and daughter Kaavia James, Tilda Swinton and Honor Swinton Byrne

Page 14: Noah Centineo is the face of Calvin Klein, Style -- Dresses with Bows -- Cynthia Erivo, Candice Swanapoel, Salma Hayek, Dua Lipa, Rachel Brosnahan, Alexa Chung

Page 16: Katy Perry and Orlando Bloom’s romantic engagement

Page 18: Jennifer Aniston’s harrowing flight

Page 20: Heart Monitor -- Bella Hadid and The Weeknd going strong, Jennifer Garner and John Miller heating up, Tommy Lee and Brittany Furlan married, Beck and Marissa Ribisi divorcing

Page 23: Mandy Moore says ex Ryan Adams was psychologically abusive, how cancer changed Shannen Doherty

Page 24: Ryan Reynolds’ sexy new gig as the face of Armani Code Absolu fragrance, Melody Thomas Scott’s 40 years on The Young and the Restless

Page 27: Stories to Make You Smile -- Potcake Place K-9 Rescue takes dogs to the beach to help them find homes -- please adopt, don’t shop

Page 28: Passages, Why I Care -- Lindsay Price works to help families raise the money they need to adopt

Page 31: People Picks -- Leaving Neverland

Page 32: How to Train Your Dragon: The Hidden World, Q&A with Jay Baruchel, PEN15, Mexican Dynasties

Page 33: O.G., Linda Ronstadt Live in Hollywood

Page 34: Gone, Ariana Grande -- Thank U, Next, Q&A with Jennifer Carpenter

Page 35: Whiskey Cavalier

Page 36: Greta, The Ron Burgundy Podcast, Odessa Adlon

Page 38: Books

Page 40: Cover Story -- Mark Harmon

Page 48: Miranda Lambert and Brendan McLoughlin whirlwind wedding

Page 53: Lee Radziwill

Page 56: 4 Mysterious Killings -- Murdered by Charles Manson?

Page 61: Karamo Brown surprised by fatherhood

Page 64: The untold story of Freddie Mercury

Page 68: Behind the Scenes of TV’s Sexiest Restaurant on Vanderpump Rules

Page 74: The Faces Behind the Food -- Amy and Rachel and Andy Berliner from Amy’s Kitchen, Bob Moore from Bob’s Red Mill, Maya Kaimal from Maya Kaimal Fine Indian Foods

Page 75: Michele Hoskins from Michele’s Syrup, Lara Merriken from Larabar, Justin Gold from Justin’s

Page 76: Star Chef’s top grocery picks

Page 79: Style -- The hottest new jewelry trends -- Olivia Wilde, Rosie Huntington-Whiteley

Page 80: The 7 products Reese Witherspoon can’t live without

Page 83: Minnie Driver’s Malibu beach house

Page 87: Second Look -- Jimmy Fallon and Priyanka Chopra Jonas

Page 88: One Last Thing -- Ray Romano

#tabloid #mark harmon #ncis #leroy jethro gibbs #katy perry #orlando bloom #potcake place k-9 rescue #rescue dogs #adoptdontshop

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