Silk Smooth

[Odette Hoch]

January 16th, 1885
OPEN THREAD
Also @Julian Fisk because he's mentioned here
294 words

Odette had considered the many possibilities as to what hobbies she could take up after quitting her job. She was newly engaged as of the first of the year, so wedding planning was something she had to focus on.

But what would she come up with to keep herself busy once she was a housewife instead of a Welcome Witch? As a child, painting and sketching had always been fun, as was growing flowers and fruits in her mother's old garden after she passed away. She'd also considered making couch pillows with quotes from her favorite romance novels, and even making beaded jewelry. Unlike some women who wanted to protest their duties as a doting housewife, she was more than prepared to endure the submissive and weakness that came with being the proper wife for Mister Fisk.

Instead of always purchasing her dresses from Gladrag's Wizardwear, Odette had sometimes chosen to purchase fabrics from the store to make her own during the weekends, but now she was more worried about getting the proper materials to assist with her hobbies. She'd been meaning to make a pillow with one of her favorite quotes from The Wild Duck by muggle author Henrik Ibsen.

As she walked in the room she noticed a group of people standing around the front, obviously waiting for something to be done. Because the Roleplaying Victorian Era document shit said so, Odette was not with her usual chaperon that she had before she was engaged—no, her fiancé was with her making sure her virtue was protected and other shit. "Excuse me," she said to the person in front of her. "How long do you suppose the wait will be?" she asked sweetly, hoping she wasn't nagging by asking such a question.

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