Talk of the Town

[Athena Zhefarovich]

Gone were the days where Athena could party until the early hours of the morning. For her birthday, she'd celebrated quietly, a small cake at home and a dinner made by her boyfriend. It had been nice for sure, but it was a far cry from what she was used to. Athena wasn't sure how she felt about it all either. Being a mother had changed a whole lot about her life. Now, everything that she did was for Axel. She shopped for him, cooked for him, and when she did go out, it was usually to the Mummy and Me classes she'd found in the harbour. Athena wasn't exactly bored, she was far too tired for that, but she was still coming to terms with her new life and all of the changes that had been brought about because of her becoming pregnant.

As Axel finally gave in to naptime, Athena placed him down slowly, ever so slowly. She then backed away quietly, only breathing a sigh of relief when she'd successfully completed the task. The woman counted this as one, and she rushed downstairs to throw herself on the couch and enjoy the peace and quiet until Axel woke up again. It never lasted long enough. The young mother looked as if she hadn't slept for days because, mostly, she hadn't. Her hair was in a messy bun, and she was in an outfit she would never have been caught dead in before- a pair of sweatpants and a shirt she was sure belonged to Drakon. It ballooned on her, yet the energy required to change into something more appealing didn't quite seem worth it. So, she continued to simply stare at the ceiling, her silver eyes glassy, as she rested on the couch.

 

[Pascaline Sarkozi]

Pascaline had missed her partying with her friend, Athena. Whilst they had known each other for years, it would be odd to call them legitimate besties - their partying days were a little too shallow for such affection, though if ever asked, the French woman would coo at how much she adored her beloved Athena. Come to think of it, she hadn't seen her friend for a while, and it was about time that was rectified. Pascaline had no responsibilities - she had a cute older boyfriend that was wealthy and adored her, and to make it better he had an adorable son that was independent enough that she didn't have to worry about him too much, but small enough that he did perfectly as a little bag carrier when she was shopping (and she looked so lovely as a step-mother). She would never become a mother, she just didn't have the time for the change.

Looking fabulous as always, nails freshly styled (and an inept nail girl fired), the blonde rattled on Athena's door. Vaguely aware that she was a 'kept woman' now, she did try to be quiet, but she had her walking boots on and was planning on some shopping with her darling. "Athena!" she trilled happily, a large smile on her face as she waited to be allowed inside. She hadn't called ahead of her arrival, but she doubted that that would be much of a problem. She had the whole day planned!​

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[Athena Zhefarovich]

Shooting up as she heard a racket at her front door, Athena was racing for the entrance, trying to stop the noise before it woke Axel up. Thankfully, once he was down for a nap, he usually went into a fairly deep sleep. Groaning as she recognized the voice of one of the pureblood women she usually associated with, Athena opened up the door wishing she was wearing anything else. She quickly brushed at her hair, trying to fix herself into a halfway decent state, though she knew that it was a task that would take longer than the few seconds that she had. “Pascaline!” she greeted, her tone hushed but still declaring her surprise and hinting at some happiness, though she was anything but at the moment. “What a pleasant surprise!” she stated, having no choice but to open the door more fully to let the woman in. It wasn’t that Athena didn’t like Pascaline. She did…more than she liked her other pureblood friends anyway. It was just that she knew that Pascaline was a bit of a busybody, and although Athena wasn’t trying to keep Axel a secret, she knew the field day that her ‘friends’ would have in knowing that she and Drakon had a child before being married. It was scandalous in her family and among many of the pureblood families that they all associated with.

Pascaline looked amazing as usual, and Athena couldn’t help but be a little envious as she admired the boots that she was wearing. They were gorgeous. Lifting her gaze back to her friend’s face, Athena escorted her into the living room, scanning it quickly for signs of the baby. Thankfully, she didn’t notice any spare diapers or bibs lying around. “What brings you here? Visiting someone in the neighborhood?” Athena asked, hoping that the visit between them would be brief.