Hey babes! Sorry for the late update. It was Thanksgiving break this weekend, so I was at home spending time with my family and I didn't actually realize it was Saturday. And then I took the train back up to school yesterday, and there wasn't any WiFi on the train, so I couldn't update. But I'm updating today for you guys, because I love you all.
I'll most likely still post a chapter on Saturday like I usually do. This particular chapter doesn't necessarily move the story along a whole lot, but I thought it'd be a cute idea. :)
A few review replies:
Guest: Thank you!
Guest: Thank you! Glad you enjoyed it!
Fini: Thanks so much! They definitely are. I know, that FitzSimmons kiss was so great. That's literally all my Tumblr dash was filled with afterwards. I've never trusted Rosalind or the ATCU and I definitely wasn't expecting that twist with Andrew being Lash. Not sure if I'll add any of the new characters into this particular story. I guess we'll just have to wait and see what happens as the story progresses. :)
Guest: Yeah, sorry. It was Thanksgiving break so I was home with the family and didn't actually realize it was Saturday. So I'm uploading today. :)
Enjoy!
*June 18, 2015*
"Hey daddy? How come you don't have an Instagram account?"
"What?" Grant looks up from his laptop to where Sara is sitting across the living room in one of the chairs reading a book.
"Why don't you have an Instagram account?" Sara repeats her question. "Uncle Fitz has one. And I think Jemma does too. So do Lance and Bobbi. And Skye. And I think Phil and Mel might have Instagram too. Pretty much everyone has an Instagram account. So why don't you?"
Grant shrugs, "I'm not sure. I guess I never really thought about it before. Or I didn't think anyone would like my pictures. Or that I wouldn't have anything to post besides pictures of you."
"Oh, well it's really cool. You can take pictures of whatever you want to, put a filter on it if you want, and then share it with people. You can also put a caption with your photo and tag people in your pictures. You should get one."
"I'll think about it," he gives her a small smile.
"Okay," she smiles back.
"What made you think about asking me that?" he asks his daughter.
Sara shrugs, "I was just thinking." Then she turns her attention back to her book.
After a quiet minute of thinking, Grant pulls out his cell phone and unlocks it. He goes straight for the App Store, hitting the Search button at the bottom of the screen. He types in the word 'Instagram' in the box and then waits for the search results to load. The page finishes loading quickly and he clicks on the first result he sees. He scans over the information on the screen before deciding it might be something he can learn to enjoy.
He taps the Install button, enters his Apple ID password, and then sets his phone aside to wait for the app to finish installing.
Once it finishes, he picks his phone back up and opens the newly installed app, creating an account for himself before taking a few minutes to poke around the app and figure out how to use it.
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"So, you haven't told me yet, how was your day today?" Grant asks Skye as they lie in bed that night, Skye curled up against Grant's side, his arm wrapped around her to hold her close.
"It was actually pretty good," she tells him. "Jemma and I got some lunch and spent most of our day window shopping for wedding dresses. I'm not quite sure exactly what I'm looking for yet, but I do know that I don't want it to be too extravagant. Just something simple will do, I think."
"That's good. Just don't do the final actual dress shopping and trying on without Sara there with you. I know she's getting really excited about everything related to the wedding."
"Of course I'm going to bring Sara with me for the final dress shopping, I wouldn't dream of not having her there. I mean, we still have to find her a really cute flower girl dress, so she's going to have to come along anyways."
He smiles at her, "I can't wait to marry you in less than a month. If I could, I'd take you down to the courthouse tomorrow just so I can start calling you my wife."
"I know you would, Grant," she smiles at him softly. "But I want to have an actual wedding. And I'm not trying to be all bridezilla or anything, but I've been dreaming about what my wedding would look like since I was Sara's age. I am definitely having a legitimate wedding with all the bells and whistles. Even if it's just super simple, I am having my dad walk me down the aisle to you."
He chuckles, "I know, I know. Don't worry. I'm not going to drag you down to the courthouse tomorrow. I just really, really can't wait to call you my wife."
She tilts her head up and smiles at him, "And I can't wait to call you my husband." She stretches up and gives him a quick kiss on the lips. She settles back down against his chest, "So, you heard about my day. Now it's your turn, how was your day?"
He shrugs, "It was alright. Not a whole lot happened. There's a new project for work that we're going to be starting soon which I am heading up. I got an Instagram account earlier. Apparently Sara and Josie have a sleepover planned for tomorrow that I didn't even know about until today. Oh, and Fitz called because he—"
"Hang on," Skye cuts him off. "Go back a little bit. You have an Instagram account now?" she raises an eyebrow.
"Yeah," he says a bit slowly. "Sara asked me earlier today why I didn't have one. So I decided to get one just to try it out. I haven't posted anything yet, but I set one up and then followed you and Sara, your parents, Fitz, Lance, Bobbi, Jemma, and a couple of the guys I know from work."
"You're following me on Instagram?" she asks him with a slight tilt of her head.
He nods his head, "Yeah."
"Huh. I probably would have known about that earlier, but I haven't been on Instagram all day because I was out with Jemma." She pulls out of Grant's embrace and rolls over onto her side to grab her cell phone off of the nightstand, unlocking it and going to Instagram.
"What are you doing?" he asks her.
She rolls back over onto her back. "I'm going to follow you on Instagram," she tells him as she goes to her Followers page and finds his name near the top. "Grant_Ward," she says aloud. "I like it."
"Yeah. It's the best name I could come up with on the spot."
"It's fine. Not everyone has to have something super creative for their username." She clicks on his name which takes her to his profile page. She smiles as she reads his bio at the top of the page, "Father. Fiancé. Construction Supervisor. My daughter told me to get one of these."
"Should I put something else there?" he asks her.
She shakes her head, "You don't have to. I like it how it is. And pretty soon, you can change one word in your bio from fiancé to husband."
He smiles, "Yes I can."
She smiles back at him and then clicks on the button that will allow her to follow his account. Hitting the New Photo button, she sits up in the bed and holds the phone up in front of her, angling it down towards Grant, "Smile, babe."
"What are you doing? I want to go to sleep."
She moves the phone slightly out of the way, "And I want to take your picture. Now hush." She holds her phone back in front of him, "Smile."
Grant doesn't smile; instead he gives her a close eyed look with a slight frown. She sighs and takes his picture anyway. "Good enough, I guess," she says to herself as she lies back down beside him and hits the Next button.
Tapping inside the caption box, she types Welcome to Instagram, handsome :) He's a little mad at me because he wants to sleep but I wanted to take his picture. #handsomefella #hesallmine #loveofmylife #igettomarryhim
She tags his face in the center of the picture before hitting the Share button, sending the picture to Twitter as well.
Rolling over onto her side, she locks her phone again and sets it back down on the nightstand. Then she rolls back over and cuddles up next to Grant once again, draping one arm across his abdomen and resting her chin on his chest. "Hi," she smiles up at him.
"Hi," he smiles back. "Can we go to sleep now?" he asks her.
"Of course," she says and then leans up to give him a quick peck on the lips before settling down and closing her eyes. Grant smiles at her, drops a kiss to the top of her head and then closes his eyes.
Grant watches with a happy and content smile on his face as Skye and Sara sit close to each other on the living room floor, their heads bent together while they're talking to each other in hushed tones, Skye's lyric notebook lying open in her lap. It's the little moments like these that he loves.
Getting an idea, Grant reaches into his pocket, pulls out his cell phone and unlocks it. Opening up his Instagram app, he clicks on the New Photo button. Once the camera is loaded, he holds it up in front of him and carefully adjusts the view and angle of the photo before tapping on the Capture button. Pulling the phone down, he looks at the picture he took and smiles.
He hits the Next button, forgoes a filter, and then taps inside the caption box, My two favorite girls :)
He taps inside the picture and tags both Skye and Sara on their faces, just as Sara had told him he could do with pictures.
Satisfied with his work, he hits the Share button, waiting for his first picture to post to Instagram.
"So, what are you two girls up to?" Grant asks Skye and Sara as he locks his phone and pockets it again.
Skye and Sara both look at him, smiles on their faces.
"Skye was explaining her process of how she usually writes a song," Sara tells him.
"Ooh, very interesting," he smiles, moving off of the couch and onto the floor. He sits next to Skye, wrapping an arm around her waist.
Sara nods her head, "Mm-hm. Sometimes she only takes a few hours to write a song and sometimes it takes her a few days."
"Wow. That's pretty crazy."
"Yeah," Sara says, continuing to smile. "She even let me look in her notebook."
"She did, did she?"
Sara nods her head vigorously, "Uh-huh. And she never let's people look in her notebook. I remember she said that one time in an interview. But she let me look in it."
"That's because you are very special to me," Skye smiles down at her. "And I trust that you won't share my lyrics with other people."
"I definitely won't," Sara tells her seriously. "I promise."
"That's what I like to hear," Skye smiles back.
"Alright," Grant speaks up, "I'm getting kind of hungry, who wants some lunch? And maybe a game of Monopoly afterwards?"
"Me!" Sara exclaims. "I want lunch, I'm hungry."
He smiles, "Lunch it is then."
"Yes!" Sara exclaims, jumping up from the floor and darting into the kitchen.
Grant and Skye both laugh.
"We'd better go too," Grant says.
"Yes we should," Skye nods her head. "But later today you and I need to go over some more things for the wedding."
Grant groans, "Do we have to?"
Skye nods her head, "Yes we do. The wedding is fast approaching so we need to make sure we do everything we need to do to get ready for it." She closes her notebook, leans forward to give him a quick kiss and then stands up from the floor to head into the kitchen.
Grant sighs and then stands up from the floor himself, making his way into the kitchen. "Alright," he claps his hands together once, "let's put some food in our bellies."
So, what did you all think? Let me know in a review down below. I'd love to hear your thoughts.
Also, I'm thinking about doing a Q&A or sorts for the Christmas holiday, for my friends online to get to know me better. I'll probably post the video (if I get any questions) on either Christmas Eve or Christmas Day. And possibly I'll have some of my family join in if they're willing.
So, if there's ever been anything you've wanted to know about me, just leave me a question in a review, or you can message it to me. And make sure to have the phrase "Christmas Q&A" in it so I know what it's for.
You can start sending me questions now until December 19, gives me time to compile all the questions together. :)
Looking forward to your questions (if you guys have any). The questions can be about anything, just please keep them appropriate. :)
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