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[willcabot]

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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[willcabot]

Chopping down some steaks for the grill, Will smiled as he began prepping for the evening. Unpacking a picture from their wedding, Will smiled softly before placing it on one of the shelves. It sat between pictures of his brothers and his family. It fit in well. It didn't hurt either.

[TXT: Well, that's the opinion of my dad's advisor's. It's more of a family home.]
[TXT: Tonight. You're coming?]

[starsfallen]

[TXT: Of course, Appearances. You know I'd be perfectly happy in a cozy beach shack. But appearances. Its the luxurious curse we bear for the public eye ;)]

Will looks back at her from the ID picture on her phone, goofy grin, sun shining lines against his fresh-from-the-sea body after a morning run on the beach. Hearing from him hits her heart with a fondness, one of both warmth and pain and the reminder of how much she still misses him. There are few personal attachments Corry has every truly allowed herself, and while her and Will's may have unravelled (or rather, been unceremoniously rashly and in honest retrospect rather cruelly cut by her), every sign of him now fills her heart with hope for renewed friendship. It had been such a wonderful one, before she screwed it up. The final casualty of Corrine Flynn the junkie, the fallen - or the recoverying one by the time it all ended.

So she responds with a smile and a throb of her heart as he asks if she's coming.

[TXT: An invite to Will Cabot's new digs? How could I say no? What can I bring?]

[willcabot]

[TXT: Yourself... And Les, if you want. We'll start over. New house, new home, new us? That sound good Cor?]

He smiled at his phone, a little sad but happy. She was always going to be his girl, the one that got away but it felt good now.