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xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxprecognition. house office/general NY. open.
- (i've taken some artistic liberties with some of the known aspects of GW's life, just fyi
a steaming cup of coffee, the soft ticking of a wall clock, the sound of traffic passing outside. quite the regular morning as always. looking over some legal documents, george's mind was intensely focused on the small stack of papers, hand blindly reaching for his cup of joe. a mindless sip from the cup -- the heat hardly fazed him anymore, he lived off the caffeinated drink too much to be thrown by the temperature anymore. setting the cup down, he replaced it with a pen, a few quick, precise strokes, and the document was signed, he felt no shame in backing a document such as this. sometimes it was as easy as that. george knew that, more often then not, it never was though.
the chirp of his personal phone, and the quiet of his office was easily disrupted. where had he put that thing? ah, there it was. reaching under a previously discarded stack of papers, george grabbed his phone, the device immediately lighting up once lifted.
lafayette it seemed. out for a morning cup of coffee. george was never adverse to seeing them, but his personal life, and the life he considered that of the cause were ones he tried to keep separate. too much was hanging on the line for his two lives to cross. a politician like george couldn't let the media see him interacting with others he usually didn't during the day, it would only bring suspicion. and as much as it hurt him at times to push the ones aside that so loyally listened to him, he couldn't risk the information of him being their leader getting out.
"george, come on." a voice from outside was heard, before the door to his office opened, the face of his wife coming into view, and george smiled.
"of course, of course, just let me clean up." he told her as he brought his attention back to the papers laying out on his desk, putting his phone in the pockets of his slacks before organizing the documents and setting them carefully aware in a desk drawer. grabbing his suit jacket off the back of his chair, he put it on, walking towards martha. she easily took it upon herself to button his jacket once george was close enough.
"the kids?" george inquired.
"oh you know how they are. parke's still far too happy about the little chemistry set you got him -- i think he's planning on making an explosive," both george and martha shared a smile at that. "and jacky, well, you know little jack." george shared an understanding smile with her at that, giving martha a kiss in the forehead afterwards.
"we'll see what the doctor has to say, it'll be fine." he tried to assure her, george had seen the end of this thread though -- this one had only had one outcome sadly, and he knew it would hurt when the day came. he'd been trying to hide the sadness of knowing from martha, and if george had been cancelling more meetings with others to be with his family, well everyone would peg it as him just wanting to be around them more. placing a hand on her lower back and leading her out of his office, they headed down to the entrance of the house, parke sitting by jacky, the latter holding a little crocodile toy that george honestly had no idea how he got, while parke played some game on a little hand held device.
"alright boys, let's head out," george said, placing a gentle hand and ruffling jacks' hair, the little boy giggling. "how do both of you feel about getting ice cream afterwards?" he asked them with a smile, at which both boys gave enthusiastic yells in agreement, parke sprinting outside to the main car as jack followed behind at a far slower pace. george reached for martha's hand, both of them following out after their sons. the boys playing around their car as another, smaller and less conspicuous car waited right behind it, and george gave a nod towards the two men standing guard and preparing to follow them.
"alright boys come on, we have to be there on time, come on." george said as he opened the passenger door for his wife, the doing the same and climbing into the back . george climbed into the drivers seat soon after, trying his hardest to keep his mind focused on the here and now. he would have plenty of time to worry about other stuff later; the movement was well enough and he would meet with all of them soon, the papers in his office would get finished signing, everything would be ok. the laughter that filled the car brought george out of his musing and a smile to his face as he pulled the car out of the drive, they just had to get through this doctors appointment now, everything would be fine, it had to be.