Welcome to Hickstead, home to both Seven Oak Stables, and Blue Acre - two rival stables. Both offer opportunities for their clients to reach the highest level of excellence. Each stable differs from the other, so choose wisely and never forget, loyalty is everything... Meanwhile as the stables battle it out, there's trouble brewing at the university. Be careful, if you don't pick a side you may get caught in the cross-fire...
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She fixed him with a look he hadn't seen in person for a while, one that warned him to behave himself. ”I mean, there’s still time if you’d like me to pull over” She gave a gasp of mock horror. "You would do that to me? Toss me out onto the pavement like some common criminal?" She put a hand to her heart as if it hurt, though naturally she was joking. "I guess this is the reception you get when your friend moves away and leaves you behind..." She gave a dramatic sigh but her lips tilted into a cheeky grin, not wanting him to think she was serious in any way. Life had found a way to make things right again by bringing them back together, and all felt settled in the world again. Or at least it would once she had moved in and gotten her stuff unpacked and all that. She'd grown tired of living out of boxes, but she couldn't deny that she was used to it.
”I know and I don’t take it to heart. .anymore.”Wren laughed and gave him a fond look. "Well that's reassuring to hear." Her grin turned devilish as he protested about her paying. Wren shrugged, ”heyy, coffee was my idea, it was my shout.” "You snooze, you lose. Looks like you're getting slow in your old age, Loon." She teased, leaning back in her seat and tucking away her phone. As soon as the cup appeared, she swiped hers and took a swig, reveling in that sweet hit of hot caffeine. She let out a groan. "Oh yeah, that's the stuff."
She raised an eyebrow at his look, "Hey now..." She warned, knowing exactly what that side eye was meant to mean. "Suree. .course you could have." She pressed her lips together and shot him a return look - one that was not very impressed. "Just because you haven't see me in a while, doesn't mean you get to be mean to me, maybe I should have gotten a taxi." she said with a slight pout, but her feelings were not hurt in any way - they had always been this way, jabbing at each other back and forth. She had thick skin anyway, and she knew Mason never said anything to hurt her. "Will do." She snorted and rolled her eyes, "Look forward to it," She retorted, but she couldn't quite hold back the grin either; hell, she'd missed the big oaf.
Wren glanced over at him after her words, knowing she'll have ribbed him a little with that one. "Oh I know you're capable of handling it by yourself but I still won't let you." She smiled, a genuine one at that. She didn't mind really, there had only been a handful of times over the years she had gotten frustrated by the chivalry, but most of the time if she'd gotten to that point of she'd had enough of something not working, she would willingly had it over to Mase to try instead. Occasionally, she'd stick it out, be stubborn enough to refuse his help, but in the end he'd always take over anyway instead of watching her perpetually struggle. "Yeah I know. And you know even when I say I hate it I don't mean it," She teased, waiting as he placed their orders and drove round. She scrambled a little for her phone and pulled up her pay app. "Don't you dare, the least I can do is get these," She rolled her eyes and reached across him to tap her phone to the machine.
Maybe it seemed a bit ridiculous, but Wren was actually a little excited for the day. As far as she was concerned, this was for a good cause, she was confident in her body and she thought it'd be a bit of a laugh and fun for the team. It wasn't like they were all about to run around naked, not that she'd mind considering the looks of her co-workers.... perhaps it was best she didn't speak too much or she might get called into HR for a meeting with comments like that. As the only female firefighter of the troop though she was determined to do the women proud, and she'd already spoken with Heather - who was a lovely young woman and seemed to have good taste. She'd agreed to join the boys and be topless. Naturally, it meant something different as a woman, so she'd be taking her picture alone and with careful positioning, but she saw no harm in it.
She'd gotten herself ready at home, not wanting to hold anything up or make a mess in the station with her make up spread everywhere. She'd just gone for light, a little make up to highlight her eyes and cheekbones, but she didn't want to go overboard; it felt important to be bare. She was showered and dressed in a good pair of jeans and comfy hoodie for now whilst she waited for her turn. She strolled through the doors, surprised to find herself one of the first here. “Good Morning. Hope you are ready for the chaos.” Wren gave a laugh and a quick salute. "Morning boss, I'm not sure about chaos but I'm set. Are you oiled up already? Done your quick press up pump up?" She teased - so much for not crossing the boundaries.
Because usually that's something a girl craves, you know with all those emotions we feel that you men don't! I am not sure that counts anymore with those extras added in. Awe I am gonna save that text and pin it on my wall, but a girl will always appreciate a little bit of smooth talk
"You were not a nerd." Wren wrinkled her nose at him as she thought about it. "Okay so I wasn't a swat...but I could have been if I'd wanted to be!" also a lie. She had worked hard in school, wanting to come out work decent grades and have a chance to make something of her life, she had wanted options but she had never been naturally academic and she'd had to work for it. She'd been perfectly happy with her little bubble of Mason and his twin, and hadn't needed anything more than what she'd had. Wren settled herself into the seat as she waited for him to consider her offer. "hmm. .fine but the interest gets bigger the longer you wait." Wren laughed softly, goddamn she'd missed him being there beside her with his quick witted sense of humour. "How about you just send me the bill as the end of the week," She teased in response..
"Like I was going to let you get a taxi and move in by yourself. Besides, I can sleep later." Wren shrugged and glanced over at him. "Hey now I am a strong independent woman and I can totally do it on my own... But I still appreciate this all the same." She added with a grin before he could think she didn't want him there. Even knowing he was sleep deprived she was pleased he had come anyway. She fiddled about with the Bluetooth for a moment so she could hook up her phone to the sound system as Mason headed toward Starbucks. Her blood sang for the idea of a fresh coffee and she brought up hers and Masons joint playlist - a list of all their favourite songs or one's that had meaning to their friendship - and pressed play. "What do you want? Usual?" Wren shot Mason a wide grin. "Yep, the usual please - you know me." and he really did. .
She couldn't help but pop her hip as she waited for him to decide if he was brave enough to chance her cooking. "i could go for some food." Wren gave a small grin in response and a nod, "Well alright then," secretly pleased that he had decided to trust her. She opened a couple of cupboards so she could locate what she needed, a couple of pans and a spatula. She was pretty quick to find them, having always felt at home in the kitchen she had an uncanny knack for knowing her way around one even if she'd never been there. "you wound me. they're priceless." Wren made a pouting face over her shoulder at Jay as she split open the pack of bacon with a slice of a knife. "Awe bless you, perhaps you could use the comics to dry your tears," She teased back, her wide and easy grin hopefully taking away and sting from her words. She had a dry sense of humour and loved to tease but she could happily tone it down for those who weren't a fan.
"you broke into my house, i'll fawn over your beauty when i know you're legit." Wren pointed the spatula at him and raised a brow. "Technically I did not break anything, I just let myself in. And how can you be doubting my legitness whilst I'm cooking you breakfast??" her voice held a teasing tone of incredibility as she laid the bacon out in the pan and grabbed a couple of eggs. "ah you don't have to worry, i've decided you're not a blood splatter worthy threat." Wren pursed her lips thoughtfully. "Well now I'm not sure if I shouldn't feel offended... I like to think I'm not completely harmless." She missed as she cracked the eggs into the pan with practiced ease - one handed of course whilst the other nudged the bacon. She could cook this kind of thing with her eyes closed.
"i figure when i go i go." Wren tilted her head, her back to him for a moment as she kept an eye on her food, but she glanced over her shoulder again at him. "How very philosophical of you." she teased again and mentally slapped herself. She was practically flirting with the guy - not good. She didn't even know him and he was her best friends roommate. Bad idea. "as long as it's cool, i'm good." She flipped the bacon. "Alright I'll be sure to make it interesting," She promised, and then went to check the eggs again. "well if you're the kind of riff raff that's going to walk into my kitchen, i really don't see the benefit to locking you out." She turned and leaned against the counter for a moment as she caught his grin and her stomach gave a little flip. Damn this guy was ridiculous...far too good looking for his own good. "I'd just find another way in, trust me, once I'm in you can't get rid of me." and she gave him a bright grin in response. "Fancy setting the table so we can have a civilized breakfast? Or we can eat straight out the pan standing up like savages?"
I prefer to go and do things with people instead of presents. You know like go out on an adventure day or something? Then it was nice and you don't have to put it somewhere! I can think of one thing I might like wrapped in a bow... And how trustworthy are your promises??
She raised a hand and pointed her index finger at him in warning as she danced away from his other hand. She wasn't all that graceful and these kinds of games were likely to end badly for her - as they often did. Normally her on her ass, and him still having messed her damn hair all the same. But damn had she missed this. Facetime and calls just weren't the same as being here with him, pushing and shoving and jibbing each other. "She let out a girly squeal at the poke and then rubbed her side, even if it hadn't hurt. "You're the dork" She raised a brow and pretending to look haughtily at him, "I prefer the term, nerd actually." Though she wasn't that much of one compared to people she'd known in school.
"Hey, you get what you pay for, that'll be £25." Wren wrinkled her nose, "Hmmm, how about an IOU? Payment was definitely not on the confirmation text." She teased right back, her heart warming with their usual back and forth as they slipped into how they usually were with each other. She climbed into the passengers side, taking his lead and strapping herself in. "Alright, bit tired since I've just come off a night shift but better now my partner in crime is here". She gave a slight wince, "Ah sorry I didn't realise, you should hav said - you didn't have to come pick me up," She said honestly. It was good of him, and they were best friends but she would never taken advantage - not much anyway. It was nice to hear him say he felt better she was here- she already felt settled, and excited to start her life over here. "Coffee?" An enthusiastic nod, "Absolutely yes, I had to miss out on my usual this morning as I ran out of time." And her head was buzzing for a hit of the good stuff.
So now you're considering yourself a present? I'd say you were more a nuisance Depends on what the bow is tying... Perhaps, but not if you're going to enjoy it.
Fiiine, I'll go get your ice cream - you big girl. Very generous I thought they only had half? Well why not? Now I'm offended - am I not pretty enough??
That could be arranged.. Urgh no, made the mistake of talking to a meathead before - took ages to get rid of him. Thank you, that's so kind! I'll put it up in the hallway. First thing you see when you walk in. I've practically known you my whole life and I've never seen you talk smooth...
It'll just be the book wrapped up under your tree Now that is a perfect advocate for getting a cut out! Giving Mason a heart attack! If I'm not a wench what am I?
Oh sure that hurt - want some cream for the burn? Because they're gross - anyone who says they like them are bullshitting. Awee goodie for me - I might frame that text. You? Smooth talk? Hilarious!