I Find Myself Alive (Stephanie)

[hellfire_empath]

 There had been a time, back when she was in high school and her early days of college, when Brooke would come to Central Park, armed with a bag filled with a mix of cracked corn, barley, oats, and peas, and feed the ducks while losing herself in thought. It was something that she hadn't done in a very long while but found herself wanting to do that day.She was seated on her bench, legs crossed demurely, floral skirt spread out just so, painting what she was sure was quite the pretty picture. There was a warmth emanating from her, a contentment, that gently affected all who passed her. Even Sharona, Brooke's maid, who was sometimes exasperated by the demands Brooke made of her, was perfectly content to stand behind the empath, holding up a parasol so as to block Brooke from the sun.

On the bench next to her sat two fresh cups of coffee and a little sack filled with chocolate croissants from her favourite coffee shop. She'd invited Stephanie to meet her out here this morning, since they had a lot of catching up to do, including some news to share with her best friend. News that was best told in person and not uncovered over an announcement in the society pages. It wouldn't be proper. Besides, this wasn't the sort of news one could break over the phone. Not to their best friend. 

Brooke reached into the bag and drew out a handful of the feed, spreading it out in front of her. Watching the ducks feed, she smiled in contentment. 

Mrs. Brooke Aaron, she thought to herself. I love the sound of that!

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Happy Brooke is like drugs, basically.

[pyroprincess]

Stephanie could feel the vibe from a considerable distance. Whatever Brooke wanted to talk about, it was something that made her very happy indeed. Reflexively, she started considering what that could be. Surely nothing so mundane as a business deal. And some social advancement wouldn't cause this sort of happiness, more of a smug satisfaction.

Alexander. It had something to do with him. They'd already slept together, so it wasn't that.

She eased her way over to Brooke with a soft smile. It was a little heady being around her in this mood, a bit like drinking a few glasses of a particularly excellent red wine. She immediately went to hug her friend.

"Brooke, something's making you very happy. You simply must tell me what it is. And no making me guess or anything!"