“join the club.” lorelai joked, which came out more bitter than expected. she then gestured to the sling her arm was in and the boot on her foot. “i’m only kidding, but, that’s great that you can own it! my uh– son,” why was it so strange to call him her son? she had no idea. he WAS her son. step son? soon to be but then not step-son? it was still just..too much for her to wrap her brain around. she raised him since he was a new born, he was definitely her son. “he decorated my boot. helped me own it just a little bit more.” she chuckled softly looking at the pixar sticker clad cast on her foot.
amara’s eyes widened when the other responded. a sling with her arm and a boot on her foot. it was an extreme sight compared to amara’s tiny finger splint, and now she felt terrible for complaining in the first place. she was a tad speechless, a quiet chuckle leaving her lips when she stated she was only kidding. however, a soft smile settled soon after upon hearing about the other’s son. “that’s really cute, he did a wonderful job with decorations.” amara adored children, however she was unsure if she were to ever have kids of her own. “do you mind if i ask what happened?” amara inquired, gesturing to her sling and boot.
“you’ll be fine,” he’s seen kids half her age with much worse. a little splint is nothing, at least, not in sawyers eyes. “how long do you have to have it on for?”
“thanks, i know.” amara was feeling a bit annoyed at this point, but she let it slide. “a couple weeks at most.”
“were you drunk or something? ‘cause that’ll explain it all, honestly,” she slightly teased, thought she doubted that was the real reason behind the other’s injury. “i wouldn’t expect anything less, so, how you gonna do it? act like its some sort of ring?”
“no, i wasn’t drunk.” amara laughed in response, shaking her head. “the doctor said that i probably slept on it, which makes the most sense if i have no memory of it happening.” she shrugged, a smirk curving her lips hearing the other’s next words. “i was thinking more like the finest satin that ever existed. even if it feels nothing like that.”
Chuckling at the words, she found herself nodding along. “If you need to wear a splint, you might as well make it entertaining right?” She joked, once she was certain she could speak without laughing. “Now I want to hear one of those elaborate stories though, they seem like they’d be pretty fun.”
“you’re absolutely right! it’s a brilliant idea, if i say so myself.” she responded, placing a single finger (that wasn’t broken) on her chin when saffron requested to hear one of the elaborate stories. “you wouldn’t believe it. i was in LA for the weekend, at a coffee shop and guess who slipped on a puddle in the store? anne hathaway! i just so happened to catch her fall and therefore sprained my finger! but i basically saved her life.”
“At least you have the right spirit! If you have to wear it, you should rock it. And hey, it’d make a good conversation starter, much more interesting than defaulting to talking about the weather.”
“the weather,” amara scoffed with a smirk. she was rather good at small talk, but it happened to be something she hated. “you’re right. i could actually make up an elaborate story every single time as well, they’d never know. how entertaining.”
“ it doesn’t look that bad, it could be worse though it could’ve been your entire wrist or something. who knew real estate could be so dangerous? ”
“you’re right. at least it wasn’t my entire wrist. would have caused much bigger problems. this didn’t even happen while i was working, though. either way, messy situation all around. especially considering this is the hand i write with.”
“would you rather have the splint or a broken finger?” sawyer raises an eyebrow, though he’s sure he knows which they’ll choose. “it may be ugly but then you can throw it away after. bones nearly truly heal after they’re broken, they’re just back in place.”
“obviously the splint, but that doesn’t change the fact that it’s horrid.” amara’s arms crossed over her chest. “i know it could have been much worse and all that and i’m thankful it wasn’t.”
“i sprained one of my fingers yesterday--don’t ask me how, still trying to figure that out. long story short, i have to wear this splint for the next couple weeks and it’s so ugly but you know what? i’m gonna own it.”
sydney: it just dawned on me that in my whole 17 years of life, i have never actually been black friday shopping
sydney: not sure how i feel about that frankly
sydney: feels like a rite of passage kind of thing, but i also don't want to get trampled in a target
amara: i've done my fair share of black friday shopping.
amara: you still have time. however, i have friends who work in retail that have told me the majority of black friday sales actually happen a week before black friday itself.
the first shift back on the job was an eventful one. someone that antonio and his partner were trying to help had taken a jab at him, landing one hell of a punch. ‘’SHIT– don’t worry..’’ he grumbles to himself, a string of swear words leaving his lips in spanish ‘’i’m fine. its just a scratch.’’ but do scratches even bleed that MUCH??
“oh god, are you alright?” amara inquired, eyeing the young man with the utmost concern in her expression. the question was rather silly, he clearly didn’t look alright. “you need some ice or something. honestly, i don’t know.”
JAMEELA JAMIL, THIRTY-TWO, SHE/HER —— hey, did i just see AMARA BAKSHI walking around the block? i hear they live in an APARTMENT down the block and they’re a TOWNSPERSON who is a REAL ESTATE AGENT. they always look like they’re hiding something…but they’re so CONFIDENT sometimes i wonder how they can be INDECISIVE . they certainly can’t be hiding SHE MOVED TO HALSTON TO AVOID GETTING MARRIED, can they?
HELLLLOOO FRIENDS! for those of you who don’t know me, i’m bec and i play gemma but i am here today to introduce you to my new bb amara! SOOOOO...
- amara was born and raised in chicago
- she is one of three siblings. she is also the middle child, along with a younger sister and older brother
- she always had an outgoing personality, ever since she was lil. v much into theatrics and putting on shows
- her parents were v strict growing up, but she never resented them for that or anything? she just??? followed the rules
- dating was always out of the picture. she actually rarely thought about boys.
- however when she was about 15/16 years old, amara realized she had a crush on her best friend? who happened to be a girl??? #JINKIES #GAYPANIC
- she ignored the feelings for a long ass time and just denied it, thinking it was only admiration but of course there was way more beyond it
- after graduating high school, amara went to college and got a degree in business. she ended up becoming a real estate agent and??? it was just meant for her tbh
- she moved out of her parents place but still lived in chicago, taking pride in her work and hooking up with women in secret
- as time went on her parents were proud of her success and work, but?? they kinda started pushing her to find a husband and “settle down” ???
- she did actually end up meeting a man because long story short her father’s co-worker had a son around the same age and blahblahblah
- amara’s worst fear was slowly becoming a reality? however, instead of putting everything to a stop right away she just gives into her parents wishes and spends time with this man
- on the day their engagement was supposed to be official, homegirl panicked and probs cancelled the whole thing off. when her parents demanded a reason, instead of telling the truth she just insisted it wasn’t the right time
- her parents were humiliated and embarrassed and basically cut ties with her? told her they would speak to her again when she felt ready to move on with the engagement. however, her siblings stood by her side.
- amara knew she would never be ready. she started feeling isolated and empty in chicago so on a whim she started researching other places to live and wow halston happened to be one of those places!!
SO AMARA has lived in halston for about 2 years now. her parents still aren’t speaking to her which is Hard but she has accepted it. she is still a real estate agent and loves her job sm???
she’s actually a huge sweetheart but can have a sassy side ofc but mostly she’s just a Big Lesbian bb who wants to be loved?
that’s all i have for now fam PLS COME PLOT WITH ME!
I’ve got quite an old-fashioned figure. Back in the Sixties, girls had boobs, a tummy and wide hips, and bigger thighs as well. I think that’s sexy - to me, that’s what a woman looks like. I’ve got love handles - sometimes they’re passion handles! I’m built for comfort, not for speed, and I like that about myself.
