Marshall was there for the football game, but left with so much more after meeting the granddaughter of the Jones' family.
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I groaned at the insistent vibrations from my phone, somewhere in the sheets. "mhm.." I whined out before putting a pillow over my head. I laid there allowing the silence to linger, and dreading the day ahead of me.
I sat up against the headboard, running my hands over my face. "I need coffee, and a fucking xanax" I moaned out before making my way into the kitchen. more silence loomed in the apartment as I zones out, waiting for my coffee to brew.
I stood, my back against the counter as I fixated on the bottle of wine I opened last night before the doorbell diverted my attention. I sighed, walking to the front door, opening it to see my doorman.
"happy birthday, sweetheart" rick said happily. "i'm sorry for the early wake up call, ms.jones but I have a delivery here that I think you'll like" he said as my face scrunched, before handing me an elongated box.
"the gift is courtesy of a, mr.mathers" he said before walking away. I hurriedly shut the door behind me, setting the box on the counter and opening the top to reveal beautifully arranged flowers, and a card on top.
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SAMANTHA KOCH (9:59 AM): those are gorgeous honey, marshall?
REPLY (10:01 AM): yes, they just got delivered
SAMANTHA KOCH (10:03 AM): that's so sweet *teary eyed emoji* and happiest of birthday love, i'll see you later today
I stood in the kitchen happily admiring my flowers and taking my time, sipping my coffee in the silence of the apartment before my phone started to ring. "hello..?" I said, as I answered the call.
"happy birthday my littlest love" mom said, her southern drawl as smooth as butter. I let out a long drawn out sigh of relief, now soothed by the sound of her voice. "thank you, mama" I said, hushed.
"you think you have some free time this mornin' so daddy and I can take you to lunch?" she asked. I let out a low giggle, "I don't see why not" I answered. she let out a gasp, "oh perfect, okay then we will see you at headquarters in a little bit"
as the call ended, I let out a deep sigh and plopped myself onto the couch. "good lord" I said to myself, barely getting the mug to my lips before my phone started to ring. but this time, butterflies quickly erupted, seeing his name on my screen.
"I was just thinking about you.." I said faintly, answering the call. he let out a low chuckle on the other end, "oh yeah?" he asked, as I chewed at my lip and let out a mumble mhm, my voice still raspy from sleep.
