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After Anne's birthday Marcy and Sasha decided to get closer, not in the literal sense of course seeing as she still had her apartment in Connecticut much to her dismay, celebrating in LA for just a weekend made her homesick for a place she hasn't lived in for the past decade.
She wasn't suspecting anything from her and Sasha's texts and weekly video chats, which was a bit hard to gauge with at first due to the psychiatrists schedule and opposite coast time differences, but nothing would've prepared Marcy for Sasha surprising her with a pre booked flight to LA.
pack ur bags marbles, i got a full week off and cleared the extra room just for you
She read that message over and over again to the point that she had to respond to not worry the blonde.
sashy u rlly didn't have too omg
"Probably could've said something better, Marcy you fool" she said to herself, her drawing tablet being the only other light source in her room, was cast aside. The newest update for her webcomic being left unfinished while she anxiously waits for a reply as well as shoving every clean clothing item she has in a suitcase just so she wouldn't forget to do it later.
After sorting out the laundry for the morning the Taiwanese woman realised she never looked back at her messages, quickly turning the phone on she's met with two texts.
ofc i did marce, you need a break and frog knows i do too
plus ik how much you miss it here, could tell at anne's birthday so don't try and deny it lol
After looking around her room she's content with how much she's done and still needs to do in the morning.
whens the flight then :)
Marcy doesn't even realise she's grinning like a child who got candy, she's always felt closer to Sasha especially after Amphibia. You can really tell the blonde haired woman has grown looking back at her actions as an adolescent, and now she's a fully fledged psychiatrist! Remembering the heartbreak she had when she moved out of state she always thought back to Sasha, maybe it was because she protected her and Anne in the playground, maybe it was how cool she looked in her toad armour or maybe it was that it was HER hand on her own when SHE rescued her from the cores possession.
Oh. Or maybe it was more than all that, more than a lifelong friendship, maybe it was that Marcy had feelings for Sasha. No, not platonic, much more than that. Could it be that she was in love with Sasha? No no. That's far too much to dive into at 1am. "Wait, 1am? Oh crud." She unintentionally left Sasha on delivered for over an hour while having a crisis on their relationship, thankfully she only had one message saying
10am on Sunday, see u soon x
"Wait, that was oddly flirty of her, she never types like that. Oh well I have a lot to do tomorrow though." Thinking out loud she walks to the dresser and changes into sleepwear, saves her progress on the drawing tablet and goes to sleep.
The next day she's up and dressed in comfortable sweats, hair up in a loose bun and cleaning the apartment. If she's gonna be away for a week then it's best to come back to a clean space right? After cleaning she sorts the laundry out putting the now clean clothes into the suitcase as well then spends the next few hours hopping from cooking to drawing to gaming to take some anxiety off from the thought of staying at Sasha's place for a full week, not that Marcy has a problem, no way, it's no big deal that she may be staying with someone she has a tiny crush on, maybe a small one, definitely not a big one of course not.
Glancing at the alarm clock next to her bed saying 22:38 she should probably go to sleep now destroying any risk of sleeping in, thankfully the ravenette stays a 10 minute bus ride to the airport so that eases off more worries, she easily slips off into a dreamless sleep.
In the case that she might sleep in, Marcy is fully regretting the choice of the most obnoxious alarm sound on her phone, silencing it she gets up and goes for a shower, after letting the cold water hit her back she rinses any residue of slumber before turning the temperature up to a reasonably warm heat. Afterwards she puts on a pair of casual jeans, a Vagabondia Chronicles shirt and a grey zip up, she puts her laptop and drawing tablet in a travel bag, takes the suitcase and leaves for the bus, pretty uneventful journey towards the airport but nothing a curated playlist couldn't help.
Once at the airport and through check in, Marcy was yet again at the gates waiting for the flight that would lead her to one of two places she could ever call home. After some time the gate opened and Marcy made her way to her seat, thankfully her laptop bag was considered carry on so she put that in the compartment above then shot a text to Sasha
boarded now, see you soon sashimi
Before pressing send she thought about the last message Sasha had sent, "it wouldn't hurt to try right?" she thought to herself, after adding on another letter to the text she sent it and immediately put her phone on airplane mode, no big deal, the repercussions of that was for future Marcy to worry about.
After the plane had taken off she put her earphones in and played music that definitely wasn't a playlist that Sasha had made for her when she moved, saying that she needed to broaden her musical genres. Ironically she called it "bettys beatz" so she wouldn't forget who made it, how could she ever forget.