Post by Astrid Samson on Jul 7, 2019 8:35:16 GMT -8
The moon sat snugly in the night sky as Astrid Samson continues to sit on the lounge chair, reaching across the table and taking another swig of the beer.
Astrid: Ugh… it’s still god fuckin’ awful. I don’t know how people can drink that piss.
Alongside Catriona MacKenzie, Joshua Samson, Esquire, bottle of cognac in one hand, bottle of wine in the other, and cigar in his mouth, walks back into the scene.
Samson: And you know how piss taste why?
Astrid: I was a teenager when my sister was born. So I was able to pick her up and it just so happened that one time she thought it would be funny to pee.
Catriona: Well that’s one way of getting a golden shower.
Astrid: Ew!
Shaking his head, Joshua places the cognac bottle on the table before getting his wife’s glass to pour from the wine bottle. He places the bottle on the table as he sits back on the ground gesturing for Cat to take the lounge chair he was seated in prior.
Samson: That’s not a story I probably didn’t need to know.
Astrid, ignoring her full glass, grabs the bottle from the table and takes a drink directly from the wine bottle.
Astrid: You asked how I would know what piss tasted like. That was a door you opened.
Catriona: To be fair… she is right babe. Now… I hear there are leftover party favors?
Samson: Not you too, Scotti?!
Catriona: Hey… it’s California and legal.
Astrid smiles as she pulls the second one out of her pocket.
Astrid: I trust you know how to light it?
Catriona nods her head as she takes the joint from Astrid and the lighter off the table, lighting it up and taking a long drag.
Catriona: I think I was a bit too drunk to enjoy it the other night.
Samson: The secrets have really come out tonight, I tell you. What the hell else do I need to know?
Catriona: We made out in front of you that night in Venice Beach… you asked and we obliged.
Astrid: To be fair… it was just a kiss… not a makeout. And you did say to kiss.
Samson: (blowing cigar smoke rings into the air) Well to be fair, I was so goddamn drunk I STILL don’t remember much from that night.
Astrid: I’d offer to repeat it… but you’re tipsy now and I’m not quite sure you’d remember it.
Both women chuckle as they switch wine bottle for joint.
Samson: Don’t let my alcohol level or memory stop anything you may be feeling. Remember what I said, this isn’t just about me. Of course, don’t get me wrong...I love seeing you together…
Catriona: Well… there has been a few occasions…
Astrid: But Hanna could look out the window at any moment and we haven’t told her yet.
Joshua nods before finishing off the bottle of Samuel Adams.
Samson: Good point.
He chases the remnants of the beer with a pull from the cigar.
Samson: Scotti, I have told Asti about my non-proposal proposal to you on your birthday as well as you moving into the pool house and I think we have come to an understanding. Am I right, Asti?
Astrid nods her head as she puffs at the joint.
Astrid: And I made a proposal of my own too.
The Scottish woman chugs from the wine bottle.
Catriona: Which was?
Astrid: Tell her Josh…
Samson: Instead of it just being you and me, Scotti, how do you feel about it being all three of us? Asti has given her blessing for you to join our family.
Catriona: Well… I kind of thought we were pretty much the three of us already. So it’s just making it official?
Astrid: Yeah… in a way. Sometimes it would be Josh and me, sometimes you and Josh…
Catriona: And sometimes you and me?
Joshua eyes Astrid.
Astrid: I mean… if you’re OK with that.
Catriona: Is Josh OK with it? Because I am.
Samson: Yes, I think I can be okay with it. I just think that it needs to be clear that there should be no more omitted information between us. Of course, what goes on between each individual coupling is its own business but if it’s something detrimental to our union it should be known.
Astrid: You could always watch if you wanted to.
Astrid winks as she trades Catriona again.
Catriona: Or you could film it.
Astrid: True… that way you can use it.
Both women chuckle again.
Samson: I’m being serious, ladies. Clearly that weed has got you two faded already.
Catriona: Well I’m pretty sure we’re both serious too. So… Josh did approach me about moving into the guest house. If we do this… would make sense.
Astrid: Yeah… Josh brought that up and I agreed. All non me and him activities would happen in there. Until we tell my sister… I think it would be wise. But yes… no secrets.
Catriona: Though I do have one…
Catriona takes a deep breath, folding her hands in her lap. Joshua looks on with eager anticipation.
Catriona: I don’t like cognac.
Samson: That’s not a detrimental secret especially since I had already known.
Astrid takes a swig of wine before putting it back on the table.
Astrid: Well… since we want no secrets… when we were separated… I… oh god I don’t know if I can do this.
Joshua’s face takes on a frown. Astrid starts to breath heavily, taking deep breaths as she tries to keep her composure.
Samson: I fucking knew it!
He quickly stands to his feet, looking down upon the seated Astrid.
Catriona: What?
Catriona stands up alongside him as Astrid buries her head in her hands once again.
Samson: Who the fuck was it, Astrid? Who is the guy you slept with?! I knew there was a guy but I tried not to think about it since I was out there doing my thing…
Astrid: It… it wasn’t…
Catriona puts her hand on Joshua’s shoulder.
Catriona: It was me.
The cigar that was hanging from his gaped open mouth falls to the cement as a dumbfounded Joshua stares at Catriona.
Astrid: We were both pretty half cocked that night to be honest… though that’s no excuse.
Catriona: It wasn’t an excuse at all.
Samson: So...so….I don’t know what to say…
Catriona: You wanted no secrets between us and…
Astrid: You needed to know. I wanted to tell you myself…
Astrid starts to cry.
Catriona: But it wasn’t her burden to bare on her own, yet that’s what she wanted to do. She’s a lot stronger than people give her credit for.
Samson: This entire time I’m feeling somewhat guilty about my relationship with Cat and basically the entire time you two have been in a relationship. What the fuck, man?!
Catriona: We aren’t… It was a one night thing.
Astrid: I didn’t expect to feel this way about her. But after the coma and having her around, seeing you happy that she was around… it was something that I tried to keep hidden. That’s why I was hot and cold… I was scared. I’ve never felt like this and…
Samson: But I’m sure I’ve asked you plenty of times before about what was really going on, Astrid. Holy shit, that’s why you were so upset with Catriona? Not because she was having an affair with your husband but because she was cheating on you with me?!
Astrid: She lied to me… she told me there was nothing going on between you.
Catriona: To be fair… we were keeping us in the shadows at that point.
Astrid: I felt dirty… I felt like I had betrayed you. I felt like I cheated and it stabbed me through my core. I never felt like she was cheating on me… because I didn’t think it would go past that night.
Samson: But it did though obviously.
Swiftly grabbing the cognac bottle off the table, he allows the brown liquid to flow freely down his throat. He belches after wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.
Samson: Where’s the jay?
Catriona hands it to him and takes back the cognac bottle. Joshua takes a long steady pull from the joint, cheeks puffed out as he tries to maintain the intoxicating smoke within.
Catriona: No it didn’t… because you got attacked a few days after we got back from Hawaii and she found out the truth about us at the hospital. I didn’t tell her, she figured it out herself.
Joshua releases the excess smoke, coughing profusely as the majority makes its way into his lungs.
Samson: Why…*cough cough*...didn’t…*cough*...you *cough cough cough*...tell me, Catriona?! Damn that’s some good shit…
He inspects the joint before holding it out to the ladies. Astrid takes it from him and takes two short puffs, holding the smoke in before exhaling and handing it off to Catriona.
Catriona: Because I didn’t feel it was right to betray her like that. I would have rathered we told you together, after I had apologized for the original betrayal.
Samson: You have got to be kidding me? So anything else you girls are hiding from me? Catriona, you secretly married? Astrid, she secretly married to you?
Catriona: No… never been married.
Astrid: And I’ve only been married to you.
Catriona: Though Astrid doesn’t know my real name so I guess… I guess that’s a secret.
Samson: I was being goddamn rhetorical.
He moves past Cat to sit down in the lounge chair. He exhales before rubbing his face with both his open palms.
Samson: Okay…if that is all I’m cool. I fully understand and from this moment on it won’t be an issue in OUR marriage.
He removes his hands to view both women.
Catriona: What about us?
Samson: I said our marriage...all three of us...the Samsons.
Overcome with emotion, Astrid rushes over and practically ambushes Joshua, jumping into his lap and wrapping her arms around him tightly as she cries.
Catriona: That sounds… is “freeing” wrong?
While embracing Astrid with his left arm, he reaches out with his right hand to Cat.
Samson: Not at all, my love.
Catriona smiles as she takes his hand. He pulls her closer to him and Astrid.
Catriona: You don’t know how scared she was.
Astrid: I didn’t want to lose you again. Th-thank you.
Astrid looks up and gently caresses his face before kissing his cheek.
Astrid: Maybe… there is a way that you two can show your commitment further. Perhaps have a commitment ceremony? I’ll plan it… free of charge. But first… we have to tell the only Sedin left… about us.
Catriona: What about wanting to know my full name?
Astrid: I know it… I went through your file Miss Fraser.
Astrid winks as a smile starts to crack its way onto her lips.
Samson: I’m all for it if you are, Scotti?
Catriona: Only if it can be held in the highlands. And I don’t have to wear white.
Astrid: I didn’t for either of my weddings...
Samson: Highland in San Bernardino County? What’s so special about there?
Catriona: No… THE highlands… Scotland.
Samson: Well damn. You people must not know I’m poor?!
He squeezes her hand and gives her a smile and a wink.
Catriona: Yeah… right.
Astrid: First… we need to get through Italy and her moving into the guest house and then we can talk about it more… and only after Hanna knows the truth. We are still hoping to have her with us right?
Astrid sits up straight.
Astrid: FUCK! Jazzy….
Samson: Just...just have to give her space and time, baby. Let’s get to Italy and perhaps talk to Hanna there? Get back and Cat will be properly moved in. Then discuss it with Jaz.
Astrid nods her head.
Astrid: Yeah… sounds good. Oh… since her birthday happens while we’re in Italy, I think while we’re in Rome, I’m not sure, I was thinking a small Gucci purse would be a nice thing. Like, take her in and let her pick it out?
Catriona: Quite frankly, that does sound like a good idea. A crossbody would probably be your best bet with that.
Samson: Again...you people must not know I’m poor?!
Astrid: We can go halvsies. Or I can buy it and you the matching wallet? Either which way… my sister is getting Gucci. She deserves it becuase she’s gotten great grades, kept her nose out of trouble… everything I’m not.
Samson: She’s only fourteen but okay.
Astrid: I have the means to give her a nice bag… I’ve been saving my inheritance stipends.
Joshua pulls Cat down into the cuddle of he and Astrid.
Samson: I love you, uh...”Castrid”!
Catriona: We love you too.
Astrid: Forever… and always.
The scene comes to a conclusion as the three of them are all smiles.
Catriona MacKenzie
Astrid: Ugh… it’s still god fuckin’ awful. I don’t know how people can drink that piss.
Alongside Catriona MacKenzie, Joshua Samson, Esquire, bottle of cognac in one hand, bottle of wine in the other, and cigar in his mouth, walks back into the scene.
Samson: And you know how piss taste why?
Astrid: I was a teenager when my sister was born. So I was able to pick her up and it just so happened that one time she thought it would be funny to pee.
Catriona: Well that’s one way of getting a golden shower.
Astrid: Ew!
Shaking his head, Joshua places the cognac bottle on the table before getting his wife’s glass to pour from the wine bottle. He places the bottle on the table as he sits back on the ground gesturing for Cat to take the lounge chair he was seated in prior.
Samson: That’s not a story I probably didn’t need to know.
Astrid, ignoring her full glass, grabs the bottle from the table and takes a drink directly from the wine bottle.
Astrid: You asked how I would know what piss tasted like. That was a door you opened.
Catriona: To be fair… she is right babe. Now… I hear there are leftover party favors?
Samson: Not you too, Scotti?!
Catriona: Hey… it’s California and legal.
Astrid smiles as she pulls the second one out of her pocket.
Astrid: I trust you know how to light it?
Catriona nods her head as she takes the joint from Astrid and the lighter off the table, lighting it up and taking a long drag.
Catriona: I think I was a bit too drunk to enjoy it the other night.
Samson: The secrets have really come out tonight, I tell you. What the hell else do I need to know?
Catriona: We made out in front of you that night in Venice Beach… you asked and we obliged.
Astrid: To be fair… it was just a kiss… not a makeout. And you did say to kiss.
Samson: (blowing cigar smoke rings into the air) Well to be fair, I was so goddamn drunk I STILL don’t remember much from that night.
Astrid: I’d offer to repeat it… but you’re tipsy now and I’m not quite sure you’d remember it.
Both women chuckle as they switch wine bottle for joint.
Samson: Don’t let my alcohol level or memory stop anything you may be feeling. Remember what I said, this isn’t just about me. Of course, don’t get me wrong...I love seeing you together…
Catriona: Well… there has been a few occasions…
Astrid: But Hanna could look out the window at any moment and we haven’t told her yet.
Joshua nods before finishing off the bottle of Samuel Adams.
Samson: Good point.
He chases the remnants of the beer with a pull from the cigar.
Samson: Scotti, I have told Asti about my non-proposal proposal to you on your birthday as well as you moving into the pool house and I think we have come to an understanding. Am I right, Asti?
Astrid nods her head as she puffs at the joint.
Astrid: And I made a proposal of my own too.
The Scottish woman chugs from the wine bottle.
Catriona: Which was?
Astrid: Tell her Josh…
Samson: Instead of it just being you and me, Scotti, how do you feel about it being all three of us? Asti has given her blessing for you to join our family.
Catriona: Well… I kind of thought we were pretty much the three of us already. So it’s just making it official?
Astrid: Yeah… in a way. Sometimes it would be Josh and me, sometimes you and Josh…
Catriona: And sometimes you and me?
Joshua eyes Astrid.
Astrid: I mean… if you’re OK with that.
Catriona: Is Josh OK with it? Because I am.
Samson: Yes, I think I can be okay with it. I just think that it needs to be clear that there should be no more omitted information between us. Of course, what goes on between each individual coupling is its own business but if it’s something detrimental to our union it should be known.
Astrid: You could always watch if you wanted to.
Astrid winks as she trades Catriona again.
Catriona: Or you could film it.
Astrid: True… that way you can use it.
Both women chuckle again.
Samson: I’m being serious, ladies. Clearly that weed has got you two faded already.
Catriona: Well I’m pretty sure we’re both serious too. So… Josh did approach me about moving into the guest house. If we do this… would make sense.
Astrid: Yeah… Josh brought that up and I agreed. All non me and him activities would happen in there. Until we tell my sister… I think it would be wise. But yes… no secrets.
Catriona: Though I do have one…
Catriona takes a deep breath, folding her hands in her lap. Joshua looks on with eager anticipation.
Catriona: I don’t like cognac.
Samson: That’s not a detrimental secret especially since I had already known.
Astrid takes a swig of wine before putting it back on the table.
Astrid: Well… since we want no secrets… when we were separated… I… oh god I don’t know if I can do this.
Joshua’s face takes on a frown. Astrid starts to breath heavily, taking deep breaths as she tries to keep her composure.
Samson: I fucking knew it!
He quickly stands to his feet, looking down upon the seated Astrid.
Catriona: What?
Catriona stands up alongside him as Astrid buries her head in her hands once again.
Samson: Who the fuck was it, Astrid? Who is the guy you slept with?! I knew there was a guy but I tried not to think about it since I was out there doing my thing…
Astrid: It… it wasn’t…
Catriona puts her hand on Joshua’s shoulder.
Catriona: It was me.
The cigar that was hanging from his gaped open mouth falls to the cement as a dumbfounded Joshua stares at Catriona.
Astrid: We were both pretty half cocked that night to be honest… though that’s no excuse.
Catriona: It wasn’t an excuse at all.
Samson: So...so….I don’t know what to say…
Catriona: You wanted no secrets between us and…
Astrid: You needed to know. I wanted to tell you myself…
Astrid starts to cry.
Catriona: But it wasn’t her burden to bare on her own, yet that’s what she wanted to do. She’s a lot stronger than people give her credit for.
Samson: This entire time I’m feeling somewhat guilty about my relationship with Cat and basically the entire time you two have been in a relationship. What the fuck, man?!
Catriona: We aren’t… It was a one night thing.
Astrid: I didn’t expect to feel this way about her. But after the coma and having her around, seeing you happy that she was around… it was something that I tried to keep hidden. That’s why I was hot and cold… I was scared. I’ve never felt like this and…
Samson: But I’m sure I’ve asked you plenty of times before about what was really going on, Astrid. Holy shit, that’s why you were so upset with Catriona? Not because she was having an affair with your husband but because she was cheating on you with me?!
Astrid: She lied to me… she told me there was nothing going on between you.
Catriona: To be fair… we were keeping us in the shadows at that point.
Astrid: I felt dirty… I felt like I had betrayed you. I felt like I cheated and it stabbed me through my core. I never felt like she was cheating on me… because I didn’t think it would go past that night.
Samson: But it did though obviously.
Swiftly grabbing the cognac bottle off the table, he allows the brown liquid to flow freely down his throat. He belches after wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.
Samson: Where’s the jay?
Catriona hands it to him and takes back the cognac bottle. Joshua takes a long steady pull from the joint, cheeks puffed out as he tries to maintain the intoxicating smoke within.
Catriona: No it didn’t… because you got attacked a few days after we got back from Hawaii and she found out the truth about us at the hospital. I didn’t tell her, she figured it out herself.
Joshua releases the excess smoke, coughing profusely as the majority makes its way into his lungs.
Samson: Why…*cough cough*...didn’t…*cough*...you *cough cough cough*...tell me, Catriona?! Damn that’s some good shit…
He inspects the joint before holding it out to the ladies. Astrid takes it from him and takes two short puffs, holding the smoke in before exhaling and handing it off to Catriona.
Catriona: Because I didn’t feel it was right to betray her like that. I would have rathered we told you together, after I had apologized for the original betrayal.
Samson: You have got to be kidding me? So anything else you girls are hiding from me? Catriona, you secretly married? Astrid, she secretly married to you?
Catriona: No… never been married.
Astrid: And I’ve only been married to you.
Catriona: Though Astrid doesn’t know my real name so I guess… I guess that’s a secret.
Samson: I was being goddamn rhetorical.
He moves past Cat to sit down in the lounge chair. He exhales before rubbing his face with both his open palms.
Samson: Okay…if that is all I’m cool. I fully understand and from this moment on it won’t be an issue in OUR marriage.
He removes his hands to view both women.
Catriona: What about us?
Samson: I said our marriage...all three of us...the Samsons.
Overcome with emotion, Astrid rushes over and practically ambushes Joshua, jumping into his lap and wrapping her arms around him tightly as she cries.
Catriona: That sounds… is “freeing” wrong?
While embracing Astrid with his left arm, he reaches out with his right hand to Cat.
Samson: Not at all, my love.
Catriona smiles as she takes his hand. He pulls her closer to him and Astrid.
Catriona: You don’t know how scared she was.
Astrid: I didn’t want to lose you again. Th-thank you.
Astrid looks up and gently caresses his face before kissing his cheek.
Astrid: Maybe… there is a way that you two can show your commitment further. Perhaps have a commitment ceremony? I’ll plan it… free of charge. But first… we have to tell the only Sedin left… about us.
Catriona: What about wanting to know my full name?
Astrid: I know it… I went through your file Miss Fraser.
Astrid winks as a smile starts to crack its way onto her lips.
Samson: I’m all for it if you are, Scotti?
Catriona: Only if it can be held in the highlands. And I don’t have to wear white.
Astrid: I didn’t for either of my weddings...
Samson: Highland in San Bernardino County? What’s so special about there?
Catriona: No… THE highlands… Scotland.
Samson: Well damn. You people must not know I’m poor?!
He squeezes her hand and gives her a smile and a wink.
Catriona: Yeah… right.
Astrid: First… we need to get through Italy and her moving into the guest house and then we can talk about it more… and only after Hanna knows the truth. We are still hoping to have her with us right?
Astrid sits up straight.
Astrid: FUCK! Jazzy….
Samson: Just...just have to give her space and time, baby. Let’s get to Italy and perhaps talk to Hanna there? Get back and Cat will be properly moved in. Then discuss it with Jaz.
Astrid nods her head.
Astrid: Yeah… sounds good. Oh… since her birthday happens while we’re in Italy, I think while we’re in Rome, I’m not sure, I was thinking a small Gucci purse would be a nice thing. Like, take her in and let her pick it out?
Catriona: Quite frankly, that does sound like a good idea. A crossbody would probably be your best bet with that.
Samson: Again...you people must not know I’m poor?!
Astrid: We can go halvsies. Or I can buy it and you the matching wallet? Either which way… my sister is getting Gucci. She deserves it becuase she’s gotten great grades, kept her nose out of trouble… everything I’m not.
Samson: She’s only fourteen but okay.
Astrid: I have the means to give her a nice bag… I’ve been saving my inheritance stipends.
Joshua pulls Cat down into the cuddle of he and Astrid.
Samson: I love you, uh...”Castrid”!
Catriona: We love you too.
Astrid: Forever… and always.
The scene comes to a conclusion as the three of them are all smiles.
Catriona MacKenzie
