m a g n o l i a (maggiepie) wrote in valesco,
@ 2011-03-21 20:33:00

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adrian mattias, carys llewellyn, drake parkin, group, heidi twilfit, henry wadcock, magnolia mattias, mirabelle jasper, odette boot, seth wadcock

Party Post! - Sunday Night
"MONTROSE MAGPIES, THE 1982 BRITISH AND IRISH LEAGUE CHAMPIONS!"

Oh, Maggie would never get tired of hearing that. As trying as the past few weeks, months had been, seeing her stadium (her stadium) lit up with fireworks and fans and just---it was amazing, it was the best feeling she'd ever had in the whole entire world. She was a champion! Her team, they were champions! Oh, she loved her team, she really did. As much as they annoyed her all the time, they had definitely suffered through enough embarrassment and humiliation to last a lifetime and it just made them all work so much harder to get to this place.

The celebration party was set for the pitch of Montrose Stadium, a great white, billowing tent was set up almost immediately after the teams had come off the pitch, and after two hours of interviews and awards (Drake won the game M.V.P.! Maggie had jumped onto his back mid-interview), she was now dressed like a a bloody rockstar. She definitely felt like one, and would continue to feel this way all the way until next year's championship.

She felt a hand on her elbow and Maggie twisted, her eyes batting with a great smile, "What a match, huh?"

[OOC:] You can either tag at the party, or comment as if it were a news post! Interactive fun~

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maggiepie
2011-03-26 12:33 am UTC (link)

Maggie was a real sucker for dirty talk. She was quite good at it herself, but hearing Adrian talk like that, in that tone and with people standing so close by...oh, ohh they had to get out of here, right now. Her hands gripped at the bottom of his shirt as she listened to him, her eyes batting greatly with a teasing smile on her face toward the photographers. They could think what they want, he was her boyfriend, any public displays of affection were totally acceptable.

Her hands finally released their grip on his shirt and Maggie wasted no time in playfully taking his hands and leading the way out of the crowd. Even though she was expertly waving and saying hello to the great big sea of guests and friends at the party, Maggie was on a mission and she was taking the most direct route to the locker room. Ooh, the very empty, off limits locker room. She'd never shagged anyone there despite the rumors.

In a coy manner she asked her favorite security guard to keep everyone out of the corridor leading down to the locker room, and she knew she owed him some box seats for next season's home opener. Maggie knew it was worth it though, as the second they'd burst through the locker room door her lips were locked with Adrian's and they were stumbling and bumping into everything in the darkness. Maggie couldn't possibly understand how they were pressed so close together and still managing to stay upright but she didn't complain as they finally collided with the lockers.

Merlin, his shirt needed to come off, Merlin---he needed to unzip her out of this dress.

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