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Signing the papers, Will smiled as he took possession of the keys to his new place. It was gorgeous, bigger than his previous home and with more room to grow into. And it had land and beach access, both of which was important to Will. But more importantly it wasn't a bachelor pad, it was a family home and that was something his campaign wanted him to promote as something he was looking towards. It didn't matter that his marriage to Corry had fallen apart, this was about looking towards the future.

Taking out his phone, he texted a couple of pictures to Ed and to Trina, before sending it out to Essie and Corry and a couple of others. Smiling, he pulled up the drive before climbing out of his car. Untucking his shirt, he pulled it off over his head before heading down towards the beach where he could go swim if he wanted to. He'd invite everyone over tonight maybe, have a beach barbecue and get settled in.

That sounded perfect. A new start, a new beginning. Just what he wanted.

OOC: BARBECUE AT WILL'S NEW PLACE. EVERYONE IS INVITED. HIS NEW PLACE IS GORGEOUS. COME PLAY.

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Corry is in her office at the Waterhouse reviewing some final contracts, where it seems she practically lives these days, when she recieves Will's text. It brings a smile to her lips, that he's truly moving on, that they can be friends again, that they are both looking to futures instead of pasts. Because she has all the faith in the world that his will be bright and golden.

[TXT: It's gorgeous! Quite the fitting home for Siren Cove's next mayor ;)]
[TXT: When's the housewarming?]

Of course Aoife knows about a Cabot moving, she doesn't need texts or Instagrams or whatever nonsense for that. It's the connection of people moving in the same circles.

She hadn't expected a barbecue, nor dressed for one. Nothing wrong with her off white pants and sea foam green blouse, but the atmosphere seemed to point out to her that she was overdressed.

Easy enough. She would leave her gift on the hall table and turn away.

Essie didn't really DO politics, but she would have to be deaf, blind and dumb not to notice what had been happening in town since the whole fairy tale kerfuffle. Even in her own haze of pain, anger and bad ideas she always ended up smiling when she saw signs or articles in the paper about Will. He was a nice guy from what she knew, but after recent events if there was one thing she wasn't trusting it was her internal radar.

At the same time, he was reaching out and to be polite, she decided to reply and come on out for the baarbecue. She brought Old Dan, because he went everywhere with her these days, and a bottle of wine because she had some on hand. Taking off her sandals, she let Dan off his leash so he could go chase the surf for awhile as she headed over to say hello to Will.

Trina dons a fabulous black bikini and gold aviators for Will's barbecue. She hadn't been kidding that she thought this new beginning was a very good thing for him and his campaign. He needed to look less like a bachelor who couldn't keep his shirt on, and more like a respectable member of the community.

But there is still something about Will that makes her all giddy when it comes down to it. Despite their text conversation she doesn't really expect that Will truly wants to try things out with her, but she does think that he needs to find a girlfriend. All political figures need a partner. It makes people trust them.

She waltzes up to the house and lets herself inside pulling her cover-up over her. "Mayor Cabot, the party has arrived," she calls out into the house, heading for the patio to find him.