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Richie Bradley

Simply Charming

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a character in “Welcome To Parenthood”, as played by SaxyLady15

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|Name|
Richard "Richie" Bradley


|Nickname|
Richie ; Charms ; Charming


|Age|
26


|Sexuality|
Heterosexual


|Gender|
Male


|Face Claim|
Chris Pine




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|Hair|
Dirty Blonde

|Eyes|
Blue

|Height and Weight|
145 & 5'8


|In Depth|
Richie never dresses up without a reason. He hates it. It's uncomfortable, and he feels out of place. The uniform he wears now is pretty comfortable though.
Hasn't taken it off yet.




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|Personality|
Generally, Richie is a nice, smart, tough, lovable guy. He's devoted to his fiance, Rosalia, and would do anything for her.

|Likes|

❤ Fancy Dates ❤ ~ ❤ Being Dressed Up ❤
❤ Suits ❤ ~ ❤ Roses ❤
❤ Straight Hair ❤ ~ ❤ Rosalia ❤

|Dislikes|

✘ His Family ✘ ~ ✘ Rats ✘
✘ Swimming ✘ ~ ✘ Yelling ✘
✘ Golf ✘ ~ ✘ Unkempt ✘




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|History|

[font=georgia]Richie went into a public library one day, not too long after he'd signed up for the military right out of highschool. He was looking for a book for his mother's birthday, as it was coming up, and he had yet to get her present still, and he knew she'd love one of those books stuffed full of romance, and drama. Reaching for 'The Heavens Are Among Us', he met his now fiance. Turns out she had just written and published her first novel, and was there promoting it.

Needless to say, he ended up leaving with a copy of her book, and not that trashy romance garbage.

He got to know her really well after, and they could talk for hours on end, never leaving one of those awkward silences. Richie just knew Rosalie was the one. So, right before he left for War, he popped the question to her, hoping she'd say yes, and be the girl waiting for him when he got back home. Obviously, she accepted, and they got lost in their feelings.

He left for his mission about 5 months ago, and little does he know he has two people waiting for him at home. Rosalie found out she was pregnant almost two months after he left. So, she's around 3 months pregnant now, still in the early stages.

As for his war experience, he's seen some of his friends killed, but doesn't let it get to him, or tries not to. He's got a beautiful fiance waiting at home for him. He's got to stay strong.






So begins...

Richie Bradley's Story

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Character Portrait: Alvaro 'Alfie' Cooks Character Portrait: Anna Joy Boylen Character Portrait: Amaya 'Ammy' Cooks Character Portrait: Willow Marie Montgomery Character Portrait: Richie Bradley Character Portrait: Rosalia Alice Rosati Character Portrait: Aveline Rose Character Portrait: Matthew Turner Character Portrait: Jessica Hampson
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{Since we have most characters in, with the exception of few, I'm posting this, for those of you that wish to go ahead and post. Please get your characters in, if you haven't already! }

It's Autumn in L.A.. The leaves are turning the shades of oranges, reds, and even a few yellows, that those photographers love to snap pictures of. Here's the schedule for the birthing classes:

Monday
12:45 - 3:00
or
3:00 - 5:30

Tuesday
No Class

Wednesday
12:45 - 3:00
or
3:00 - 5:30

Thursday
No Class

Friday
12:45 - 3:00
or
3:00 - 5:30

Saturday & Sunday
No Class


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Character Portrait: Alvaro 'Alfie' Cooks Character Portrait: Anna Joy Boylen Character Portrait: Willow Marie Montgomery Character Portrait: Richie Bradley Character Portrait: Rosalia Alice Rosati Character Portrait: Aveline Rose
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Amaya had stayed up really late last night, trying to get caught up on her patient's paperwork, so it'd be ready for the next day when she went back to work. She hated having to miss, but she'd been really sick for the past few days. It hadn't been the first time, she had this same 'episode' last month or so. Amaya was going to see if Willow would tag-along to a doctor's visit later.

Stretching, she heard her phone buzz again and again, signaling someone was contacting her. Glancing at the clock on the phone, it was only 11:30. Amaya sighed as she unlocked her phone, to see a voicemail from the surrogate who was carrying her and her fiance's first child. "Shit." She muttered, and listened to it.

"Hey Amaya I know it is early and I just um.... wanted to call asking if you were coming to the birthing class. Wondering if you could make it or if there was a delay. Sorry to call early. Home I didn't wake you. Bye."

Feeling her heart rate slow down, she let out a sigh, and put her phone on the nightstand again, before rolling over, and expecting to find her gorgeous fiance. "Mmm... Willow... Babes, wake up. " She nudged her shoulder lightly, before pecking it, and Willow's cheek. "Babes, forreal, we've gotta get ready for the birthing class." Amaya giggled, and pecked Willow's nose.



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Richie had just woken up, when he heard a female voice. "Passengers, please unbuckle your seatbelts, and take the nearest exit off the plane. Thank you for flying with us, and have a wonderful day." What time is it? He groaned as he shifted in his plane seat, and looked at his wristwatch. Exactly 11:30.

"I hope Rosalie isn't too mad... I'm a little late." He muttered to himself. Richie stood, straightening his camouflage uniform, and making sure his boots were still laced, before opening the overhead compartment, and getting out his camouflage duffle bag.

Like a herd of cows, all the passengers slowly inched their way off the plane, and walked through a long hallway, until they reached inside the airport.

"Now.. if I'm right.. Rosalie said she'd be..." He stopped kinda by the door, and looked around. There were hundreds of people in the airport at this hour. How was he possibly going to find her? Or.. how would she recognize him? He rubbed his chin as he looked, his duffle bag straps in his right hand. Richie'd grown stubble and had longer, darker blonde hair in the months he'd been away.

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Character Portrait: Alvaro 'Alfie' Cooks Character Portrait: Anna Joy Boylen Character Portrait: Amaya 'Ammy' Cooks Character Portrait: Willow Marie Montgomery Character Portrait: Richie Bradley Character Portrait: Rosalia Alice Rosati Character Portrait: Aveline Rose Character Portrait: Matthew Turner Character Portrait: Jessica Hampson
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Slowly opening his eyes Alfie noticed there was more sunlight than there should have been. To his right he could see the alarm clock which showed him it was 9.30 in the morning. Shit, I'm late. When turning over to his left he saw the girl who lived in this apartment. She was blond, and Alfie seemed to remember she had sparkling blue eyes. What he could not remember was her name. Something starting with an S he thought...

Looking over at her he could see she was still fast asleep, maybe aided by the amount of alcohol they consumed the previous night. He slowly removed her arm from his chest and waited a few seconds. Her eyes twitched a bit, but it didn't look like she would wake up. He lifted the sheets and slipped out of bed as carefully as he could. The search for his clothes was not an easy one. He found his shirt half under the bed. His pants could be found on the couch in the living room and his socks and shoes were partly in the kitchen and partly near the front door. His wallet and keys were still in his pants and for some reason his watch was in his left shoe.

Just before he left he had a last glimpse into the bedroom to have a look at... Suzy. No, not Suzy, maybe Stacey...oh, whatever it was, he didn't really care. He stepped through the front door and closed it behind him. At street level he halted a taxi who took him to his office building on Wilshire boulevard. Fully realizing he was wearing the same clothes as yesterday he had to find a way to sneak into the the office without any prying eyes spotting him. He took the east entrance and went into the stairwell rather than the elevator. He sprinted up to the 15th floor as quickly as he could. He opened the door ever so slightly and saw no one around at the moment. He opened the door a bit further and sprinted to the office in the corner. He opened the door and closed it right away. Made it...

He walked to the cabinet in the corner and opened it, revealing a huge mess and a lone sports bag on the bottom shelf. He always kept a bag of gym clothes and normal clothes as a spare. He sat behind his desk and called the first number that he called every single day, his 'boss'. "Hey Marc, do you need me for that meeting with Josh Jiving Juices? I might be needed somewhere else if you don't." After getting the go ahead he picked up his cell phone and send a message to his sister.

Hey Ammy, I know you have that birth thing today. I've cleared my schedule, so please let me know if you need a ride or something.

He tried to sound casual, but to be honest, he was quite excited about becoming an uncle. It was his primary thought these days. After her of course...

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Character Portrait: Anna Joy Boylen Character Portrait: Amaya 'Ammy' Cooks Character Portrait: Willow Marie Montgomery Character Portrait: Richie Bradley Character Portrait: Rosalia Alice Rosati
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It wasn't an understatement that both Willow and Amaya cared about their jobs. Ammy had spent half the night doing paperwork, and Willow had been curled up in a wingback in the library (that doubled as an office) making last minute cuts to a final edit of a new Bastille song for the company she worked for - Universal Music Group. She didn't remember what time she had fallen asleep at, but she woke up in her bed, curled up next to Amaya.

The poor girl had been sick for a while, and Willow was worried that it might be something serious. She closed her eyes again, turning over in bed. It felt only like a few minutes before she heard Amaya begin to stur. Her phone rang, and she heard Ammy search for it, before muttering a light, "Shit..." A light smile tugged at the sides of Willow's mouth, before she quickly extinguished it, settling more into the pillow while she kept her eyes shut.

The weight on the bed shifted a bit, and she felt Amaya kiss her shoulder and then her cheek. "Mmm... Willow... Babes, wake up. " Willow felt a soft nudge. "Babes, forreal, we've gotta get ready for the birthing class."

Opening one eye to look at Amaya, she gave her a tired smile. "I'm awake, I promise." Pushing the covers off the bed, she crawled out and stretched, immediately missing the warmth she just left.

"Who was that on the phone?" she said, her voice fading slightly as she made her way into the bathroom to brush her teeth. She peeked her head out from around the corner to look at Amaya, her toothbrush sticking out from her mouth as she waited for an answer.





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Today was the day. Rosalia had stood in front of the long mirror in her walk-in closet for a while that morning, staring at herself from every which way. She was able to see her bump, hell, she wondered who couldn't? At nearly 5 months along, she was really starting to protrude. And it wasn't just something that she could pass off as too many hours behind a computer typing and eating junk food in order to meet her deadlines. She wasn't fooling anyone anymore.

...Which was probably why she was avoiding having a lunch date with her parents anytime soon. Her mother kept asking her when she would be free to go out to Louie's, one of their favorite Italian restaurants in the area, but Rosalia had been putting it off and putting it off. Her excuse was that she was up to her ears in calls from her publisher, wondering when her manuscript was going to be done. And that wasn't a lie - her publisher was breathing down her neck. But the real reason was something much more time-consuming. Something that would eventually poop, cry and need constant care.

Her hand rested on her stomach as she stared at herself, and she couldn't help but smile. Yeah, it was going to be totally hectic and crazy trying to balance motherhood with authorship, but she figured she could make it work. She had Richie, and at least her job was something that one did at home...

She didn't know how Richie was going to take the news though. She wondered if maybe she should have written him about it, or at least told him over the phone. She didn't get much time to talk to him though, and whatever time she had she just wanted to know that he was still okay. She didn't want to break it to him that way, though...

She slipped into a nice flowing dress, one of her last dresses that seemed able to mostly hide her growing baby bump. Double checking her schedule in her phone, she saw that it was about time for her to head to the airport to pick Richie up - afterward, she was scheduled to go to a birthing class. She and Richie had spoken about a meeting place, and she figured that meeting him around the luggage turn rack was probably the easiest. She didn't know how he would react to the birthing class, moreso because she didn't know how he was going to react to the news that she was expecting... She debated going by herself after, but she figured she would come to that road when she needed to.

Rushing from the modest house that the two shared, she hopped in her car and began the drive to the airport. She was lucky to beat the majority of traffic, and arrived just a few minutes before his plane was scheduled to land. She parked her car in satellite parking lot, before making her way inside the airport to the Arrivals terminal. She found the luggage depository that Richie's plane was assigned to, and waited there for him, watching the hallway that lead to where she was standing to see his face. There were so many people moving about, but she was confident that when he came walking down to get his luggage, she would see him.

She felt her baby stir a bit when she thought about him, and she couldn't help the content smile that touched her face at the feeling. She wanted him to be able to feel it too...

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Character Portrait: Alvaro 'Alfie' Cooks Character Portrait: Anna Joy Boylen Character Portrait: Amaya 'Ammy' Cooks Character Portrait: Willow Marie Montgomery Character Portrait: Richie Bradley Character Portrait: Rosalia Alice Rosati
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Amaya giggled as Willow gave her that tired smile she'd fell in love with. She was bursting with happiness as her wifey was now awake.

"I'm awake, I promise..... Who was that on the phone?"

God, Amaya felt love for her fiance every morning. "Well, first it was Anna wanting to know if we were still going to the birthing class or not." She groaned, and got up, joining Willow in the bathroom, and brushing her own teeth as well, before finishing her answer. "Then, Alvaro called, wanting to know if I needed anything." Amaya rolled her eyes.

She got her phone, sending quick texts to the callers.

To: Anna
"Hey! Willow and I are coming, and we'll just meet you there."

To: Alvaro
" We're fine, bubs. If you wanna come, I don't care, but it might be a little awkward in a room of pregnant women for you."

Alvaro, her brother, seemed so... interested in the baby. Like, he actually wanted to stop having one-night stands? Never, Amaya chuckled mentally, before turning her attention back to her fiance after she slipped in some tight-ish jeans, and a white v-neck shirt, and was adding some dangly earrings.

"You're coming with me, right?" Amaya turned towards Willow, looking at her curiously. "Yes, Amaya, I am." She giggled, imitating Willow, and then sitting on the edge of the bed, watching her before holding out her arms, as she was ready to go.

"C'mere cutie... God, you're so gorgeous.." Amaya smiled, her white teeth shiny, and her eyes just a little watery.



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Richie looked around for about a minute more, before spotting his fiance. "Rosalia!" He smiled big, and went over to her, but then nearly stopped. How long was he away again? Over 5 months? Yeah.. that sounds about right... so..

He got Rosalia pregnant? His eyes grew wide at the sight of Rosalia... with a pregnant belly.

Richie hugged her oddly, and then took a step back still holding her hands. "You're pregnant... with me?" His face had be ice white, and he m bit his lower lip. "Darling, why didn't you tell me this sooner? I could've gotten a leave... I could have been here with you.." He felt horrible now. He'd missed the whole pregnancy pretty much... besides the birth.

Why didn't she tell me? All he seemed to think about was the baby. Was it alright? Was Rosalia alright? "We'll have to wait until after the baby to get married... and.. do you have stuff for the baby? " He rubbed his forehead slowly, and took a deep breath.

He may be in the Army, but that doesn't mean he's strong enough to be ready to be a father on impulse.

Blanking out, for only a second, he looked at her. She seemed so happy. Happy to be having the baby. The baby he didn't know about until a minute ago. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad... With Rosalia, they'd been through hell and back, just with him in the Army.

But, if he has a kid.. he'll want to spend time with it. And in order to do that, he has to have time, which means resigning from the Army. He'd been in for almost over 2 years coming up. His contract was for at least 4, if not 10. That'd be the first 8 years he'd miss things with the kid.

"Welcome To Parenthood..." He mentally sighed, and wondered how the heck he was going to do this.

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"Well, first it was Anna wanting to know if we were still going to the birthing class or not." There was a slight pause as Ammy moved into the spacious bathroom with Willow, joining her in the ritual of brushing their teeth. "Then, Alvaro called, wanting to know if I needed anything."

Willow spit her mouthful of toothpaste out, grabbing a disposable paper cup to fill with water to wash her mouth out with. After all was said and done, she came out of the bathroom to see Amaya on her phone, apparently texting.

Glancing over at her, she made her way into the large walk-in closet that the two shared. Their home was something that they both had spent a lot of time searching for. They just had to find the perfect one, which was more than difficult at the time because they were both sure of what they wanted and would settle for nothing less than perfect. Willow had been adamant that they buy a house - she didn't want to live in some overpriced apartment that wouldn't gain any value or become an asset. She insisted on a home, and luckily they both found one that fit their needs. It was lucky too - she had received a bonus and raise at work due to receiving some awards, and the album she had worked on at the time went Platinum.

Together, they bought the house: 10325 Greendale Drive. It was pretty close to both Amaya's and Willow's jobs, centrally located between Bel Air and Beverly Hills in the lower Beverly Glen section of L.A., bordering Holmby Hills. The only thing Willow didn't really like about the place was that they were about 5 minutes away from the Playboy Mansion - that whole lifestyle wasn't really her thing. But she couldn't complain - they had bought a beautiful Tudorian style mansion together. They got it at a great price and rate, and it was everything both of them wanted. Willow's parents had chipped in some as well, and for that she could never truly thank them.

Willow had grown up in Bel Air, and her parents wanted her close by. They wouldn't settle for having their only daughter living in some small home in central L.A., in some neighborhood that they thought was "bad". Willow didn't push it, either. She and Amaya were getting the house of their dreams, and they couldn't be happier.

Willow had changed into a light and fluttery dress, comfortable and yet warm. She added a cardigan to her ensemble, slipped on a pair of flats, some simple diamond earrings and a small pearl necklace. Then she donned a large hat with sunglasses. The fall sun was getting to the point where it would get in her eyes at the wrong angle, and she disliked the feeling of squinting.

Twisting her engagement ring around her finger once for good luck, she stepped out of the closet just in time to hear Amaya ask her a question.

"You're coming with me, right?" The dark-haired beauty turned around to look at Willow, a questioning look in her eyes. Willow offered her a smile, happy to be spending one of her days off with her fiance. She answered back with a yes, and made her way over to Amaya's open arms.

"C'mere cutie... God, you're so gorgeous..." Willow took a seat next to her on the bed, embracing the girl who had stolen her heard, before lacing their fingers together.

"C'mon," she began, standing up and pulling Amaya up in the process. "We're supposed to be getting to that birthing class, right? We can't keep Anna waiting."

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Willow and Amaya had eventually made their way to the garage, and Willow had opted to drive. Amaya hadn't disagreed either way, so they got into one of Willow's cars, and made their way to the location of the birthing class. Pulling into the parking lot of the building, Willow glanced around, found a parking spot, and pulled the car in. She turned to Amaya and offered her a smile, before getting out of the Cadillac.

Shutting the door to her car, she turned to see Anna walking towards them. Well... it was more like waddling, almost. Willow couldn't help but feel a bit bad for the girl. Having to deal with all the stress of pregnancy, and it wasn't even her kid...

The thought flew quickly from her mind though, as Anna greeted them. "Hey Amaya and Willow, how are you guys today?"

Willow answered her back, fixing her sun hat as she did so. "Oh, I'm pretty good. How are you feeling?" She gestured for Amaya to follow, and began to walk towards the entrance to the building. "We should probably head in and get you a spot, Anna..." She glanced over at the girl and offered a small smile of her own.







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"Rosalia!"

There was that familiar voice, that sound that she knew so well. Rosie could practically see his smile beaming across the room at her from where she stood. Her heart beat quickened, and she raised her hand up to wave at him. He already knew where she was, so she didn't know why she even bothered - he saw her. But she was too excited - her Richie was home! She almost forgot she was pregnant in that moment.

He approached her quickly, his smile big. But as he neared her his eyes fell to her stomach, and they instantly grew. She could almost see the cogs turning in his head, before he looked up at her face again. He stepped in, hugging her, no words yet leaving his lips. The hug felt sort of strange - Rosalia felt it was partly from being away from him for so long, but at the same time she could sense the carefulness he was holding her with. It would be impossible for him not to feel the bump that was separating them.

He took a step away from her then, her hands in his. "You're pregnant... with me?"

His face had gone all white, and he bit his lip. Rosalia instantly felt the regret that she had been bottling up emerge on her face. 'I knew he was going to react badly...' she thought, glancing up at him from her smaller height.

His voice rang out once more, and to her it seemed as if his was the only one in the room, even though they stood in the middle of a crowded airport. "Darling, why didn't you tell me this sooner? I could've gotten a leave... I could have been here with you.."

She looked up at him again, her eyebrows slightly furrowed. "I couldn't bring myself to tell you such important news over the phone... or in a letter." Her eyes fell down to her stomach, before she spoke again. "I didn't want you to worry."

"We'll have to wait until after the baby to get married... and.. do you have stuff for the baby?"

Her eyes met his again, and she smiled slightly. "Well, I did some shopping. Just basic things... But, I wanted to save the important stuff for... for when you came home." Her eyes began to water up at the realization that here he was! He was home! He was home and he was all in one piece, all his limbs, everything. He was here, holding her hands and breathing, alive. He was okay, and he was home.

A few tears slipped out, as her happy smile returned to her face. She couldn't help herself, and she pulled herself into his arms, wrapping her own strongly around his middle. She was careful of the baby, careful of this perfect little person that was her and his and theirs. Careful of this person who she would bring into the world.

"I missed you so much..." Her words were muffled by his uniform, one hand clinging tightly to his front and the other still wrapped firmly around his waist.

There were so many things to think about, so many things that needed to be discussed. She hadn't found out the gender of the child yet - that, she wanted to save for when Richie had gotten home. She hadn't told her parents yet, and she had no idea how she was going to break it to them. She had done a bit of shopping for the baby, but they still had so much they had to gather. There was a million and one things to do, but all she cared about right now was that her Richie was home.

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Character Portrait: Anna Joy Boylen Character Portrait: Amaya 'Ammy' Cooks Character Portrait: Rachel Turner Character Portrait: Willow Marie Montgomery Character Portrait: Richie Bradley Character Portrait: Rosalia Alice Rosati Character Portrait: Matthew Turner
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Amaya didn't put up a fight when her fiance insisted on driving. She felt really sick, anyway. God, here we go again. She hoped she didn't release her guts on Anna today. Not only would it be embarrassing, but, it'd probably make her think poorly of her.

"Hey Amaya and Willow, how are you guys today?"

"Hey, I could be better, but here we are." After she heard Willow's comments, she nodded. "We do probably need to get you in there... Looks like there's a couple over there." Amaya tried her best to smile, but she could feel the color drain out of her face. God, not again. Amaya focused on Anna's stomach.

Poor girl, she probably has to pee at least 10 times a day, if not more. She sighed, and just laced her fingers with Willow's, leaning her head on her shoulder. They seemed like a cute couple, Willow in her hat and dress, with Amaya in a button-down, and dark jeans.

She smiled as she felt Willow's engagement ring, and looked at her own, pretty much identical to hers. Amaya noticed a couple, nice-looking, expecting as well. She waved a small wave after picking her head up. Might as well start getting friendly with other moms..



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"Well, I did some shopping. Just basic things... But, I wanted to save the important stuff for... for when you came home."

Richie embraced her hug, one hand plastered on his jacket, and the other around his back. He was just glad that he was still alive and well to feel this. He wouldn't be able to live if he couldn't hug on his fiance.

"I missed you so much..."

Richie bit his lip to keep from just bawling right there. Rosalia was so sweet, and now he knew exactly what he wanted in life. This next year he had off from the military, would be spent spoiling her and their child. He couldn't wait to meet them.

As she hugged him, his eyes grew watery, and he let a tear slip, seeing hers. He bent his head down, and kissed her head, then brought her head up to look at him. "I missed you too.. and I'll never stop loving you.. and now, this baby." He half-smiled, before wiping his eyes, and smiling.

"Well, did you have something planned for today? Or what are we doing? Baby shopping, wedding shopping, any of the above?" He chuckled, and kissed her nose, and cheeks, not letting his hands let go of her.

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Willow hadn't really been looking to make friends with anyone at the class - it wasn't really her style. But Amaya was such a friendly, happy person that people naturally just seemed to gravitate toward her. So it was inevitable to make new friends, especially with Amaya as a fiance.

She acknowledged the man and woman who greeted them. "Hi, I'm Matt. This is Rachel, my wife." Willow took the mans extended hand and shook it firmly in her own free one.

"I'm Willow, and this is my fiance Amaya." Her eyes trailed after Anna, who had made her way into the building already. "The free spirit over there," she began, tilting her head in the direction of where Anna had gone, "Is Anna. I'm sure she'll happily introduce herself later." She offered the couple a smile, before they all began toward the door to the building, where Anna had recently entered.

Willow guided Amaya over toward one of the chairs where Anna had taken a seat, and took one of her own, crossing her legs before glancing around. Her sunglasses hid her eyes, so she had a moment to really inspect everyone in the room without them knowing. After she had a chance to really peek around, she took them off, tucking one end of the glasses into the top of her dress to hang so she wouldn't have to hold them.

"So, when do we think this show's gonna get on the road?" She asked Amaya, though her voice was hushed as she leaned toward her fiance. She didn't want her to think that she didn't want to be there - she did - but she was beginning to get antsy.







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"I missed you too... and I'll never stop loving you... and now, this baby." Rosalia looked up to see Richie wiping a few tears from his eyes. In the midst of her own tears, she let out a laugh, realizing how silly the pair of them probably looked to everyone around them.

"Well, did you have something planned for today? Or what are we doing? Baby shopping, wedding shopping, any of the above?" Richie left a kiss on her nose and cheeks, and Rosalia scrunched her face up, playfully trying to pull away from him.

"Well," she began, "I was planning on stopping into a few shops today. Maybe making a registry. There's this cute little place in the city that sells specialty items and also offers birthing classes. I was thinking about stopping in and signing up for a few..." She paused, happy that Richie wanted to be a part of all of it. She knew that he was going to spoil their child rotten to the core, but she didn't care so much, because she knew that their child was going to be absolutely worth every single thing they got.

She placed Richie's hands on her stomach, hoping to feel the baby stir. But the baby remained still, probably tired for all the excitement. "I see he or she is already playing hard to get" Rosalia laughed. She knew that in a private setting, when her nerves were probably more cooled down, that Richie would be able to feel his baby move and kick for the first time.

"Wanna go? I've got the car outside," she said as she looked up at her future husband. "I'm sure you're ready to be back on American soil... I know I'm glad you're back."

She neglected to tell him that her parents still didn't know... That was something she was going to save for later. She knew she had to break it to them sooner than later, but now that Richie new, she didn't see a reason not to tell them.

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Character Portrait: Alvaro 'Alfie' Cooks Character Portrait: Anna Joy Boylen Character Portrait: Rachel Turner Character Portrait: Willow Marie Montgomery Character Portrait: Richie Bradley Character Portrait: Rosalia Alice Rosati Character Portrait: Aveline Rose
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Amaya chuckled at her fiance's behavior, and took her hand in her own. "I think we just practice positions with Anna, which I'll do." She winked, and squeezed Willow's hand lovingly.

As if on que, a rather lanky woman appeared out of a small office in the corner. "Good morning, Mommies & Daddies! I see most of you are here already, so if you will, lay out a mat and sit with your partner!" She laid out one mat for herself, and was prepping herself for the start of class.



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"Well, I was planning on stopping into a few shops today. Maybe making a registry. There's this cute little place in the city that sells specialty items and also offers birthing classes. I was thinking about stopping in and signing up for a few... Wanna go? I've got the car outside, I'm sure you're ready to be back on American soil... I know I'm glad you're back."

Richie smiled as his hands were placed on her stomach, and he didn't feel the baby. He was starting to feel slightly worried, but started to calm himself down, and kissed her cheeks.

"Already so much like their mother, hmm?" He chuckled, and held her hands in his. "Yes, I've been dying to get back to home. To you, and.. our child now." He smiled,wrapping his arm behind her as they walked towards the exit. "It's been too long since i've been home." He swallowed, smiling still, not thinking it was physically possible to wipe the grin off of his face.

Why wouldn't he be happy? He was home, alive, with all his limbs, and he was getting married to the love of his life who, currently, was carrying his child.