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{ camila mendes ♔ twenty-four ♔ she/her } well, well, well if it isn’t [ANGEL BARBOSA] running around peach hollow. legend has it, they come from [BLUEBERRY BOULEVARD] and have lived here for [ALL THEIR LIFE]. if you’re wondering what the [TWENTY-FOUR] year old is up to, i hear they’re a [NURSE] for a living. they have been know to be [QUICK-TEMPERED] yet [EMPATHETIC]. a word of advice to them, always look over your shoulder. you never know who is watching. { a ♔ 25 ♔ est ♔ she/her }

#peaches:intro #biography #tw: cancer #tw: illness #tw: abusive parent

@burkesfm

Angel was surprised at how many people were actually at this party that Peyton threw, it was brilliant and yet overwhelming how much people either really wanted free booze or to celebrate her. She was at the table grabbing a cooler when she noticed a vaguely familiar face. Must have been someone from the hospital, most likely a patient since these days Angel mostly was either at the home base or at the hospital. “You having fun?”

#closed: nolan

@mikeyovng

Angel had taken a break from dancing and cooled off by sitting at one of the tables. It was nice to have Joey’s rented out, despite some of the awful karaoke from earlier- this part was great. Angel sat back and watched everyone around with a slight grin on her face- she was happy. It felt strange to stop and be happy for a moment, to stop worrying about her mother for 2 seconds and focus on her day. Her thoughts were interrupted by this when she felt an arm go around her. “Michael,” she chuckled. Angel never knew why but when she was a few drinks in she used formal names. “I hope that big ass present by the table is from you.”

#closed: mike

@horrorgamed

“Okay- if you had to because I say so, what would be your karaoke song choice?” Angel teased. Having her birthday party at Joey’s was both a blessing and a curse. It was one of her favourite places in town, but not everyone had her vocal range. “I’m just kidding, I’m not gonna shove you out there. Are you having fun though?”

#jason #c

@rose-harmon

Angel and Rose were not the closet people in the world but they both were fucked by the Peacher on the same night, and that kind of trauma bonds you no? Plus with the time she was spending at Bentley’s lately, she had gotten to know the girl fairly well. Although she did not expect her to be here at her party, maybe Bentley dragged her along or something. Angel strolled up to the slightly bruised girl and smiled. “Ladies night survivors celebrate each other huh?” She teased. “Thanks for coming- don’t know if you made Peyton’s official invite list, but still. I appreciate it.”

#rose #c

@leoochoi

Although Angel and Leo didn’t spend much together, at least not as much time as the two did in the past- they had recently gotten friendly again. It was confusing for the girl really, she had spent most of their fwbing saying she does not have feelings for the boy and yet when the sudden stop sign got thrown inbetween them because of loyalty to a certain redhead, it as like her feelings started to spring up. She didn’t have a crush on Leo or anything, but it was unresolved emotions there, it’s not like they talked things out. They just stopped being around each other and now started to be around each other again. What was a girl to do?

Angel was a known lightweight, so after third shot she was already a bit off her rocker, but seeing Leo- a big bright grin was place on her face. “What up Leonardo?” She chuckled

#closed: leo

@peytonainsworth

Angel was always grateful to have Peyton in her life, but in this moment and on this day she was even more thankful that the redheads grandparents had settled on Peaches because then she would never know her best friend. It was Angel’s 25th birthday, her quarter century bday and her best friend was taking her to Joey’s. It was the karaoke place, it was one of the places where Angel could play out her former American Idol auditions knowing she was never going to actually try out for the show- but the town deserved to hear greatness- even if all of America wouldn’t.

Angel with arms linked with Peyton’s walked into the place, it was dark for a second than all the lights came flashing on. A room full of people, some she was very familiar with- some she just happened to see around town. “Oh my God!” Angel exclaimed. Stunned and overjoyed, she looked over at her best friend with a big grin. “Pey!” She pulled the girl into a hug. “I love you.”

#closed: peyton #guess who still sucks at starters #it me

@livmarchant

Angel and Liv had become closer and closer since the breaking plates incident, so she was very happy to see that she made Peyton’s invite list. Angel went up to the gal and whispered “a little birdy told me you can sing.” She grinned over at her. “You gonna duet it with me or what?”

#closed: liv

peytonainsworth:

“It certainly wasn’t apart of my five year plan. Or my ten year plan. Or my.. well, my any year plan. I was certain my life have a two street trajectory, like the game of life. One where I marry my DILF husband and we breed NFL stars and brainiacs and vacation in a villa somewhere on a beach. Or the other where I travel the world alone until I meet the love of my life and at that point, I’ll have lived so much life I would be ready to settle down.” Peyton laughed as she swigged from her bottle, eyebrows furrowed as she evaluated her plan of what life could have been life. Her imagination’s creation of an ideal lifestyle though it seemed life had other plans. “Instead I ended up in Georgia, after going to school in Rhode Island, and I’m dating a mechanic with a kid. I swear Sex in the City set out hopes far to high.” The redhead sighed as she rolled over to face Angel, tucking her arm under her cheek to support her head. She smiled at Angel’s expectations before saying, “No promises. Especially because that’s like all we’ve doing lately. He’s really trying to make sure I stick around by reminding me what I’ll be missing.” Peyton quipped. “Its four, I think. I don’t know. We don’t really have ground breaking discussions. The extent of our conversations consists of how to execute the perfect Oreo cookie milk dunk over our coloring pages.”

“I didn’t even know Kids were on the plan for you at all- the NFL player for sure, but- instead you got a hunky mechanic, that’s not too bad. Business owner at that- may not be the footballing dream but he does make a good picture,” she took another swig of her wine bottle. Angel scrunched her face as it went down, she did not usually drink this much unless she was with Peyton and lately that was not a whole lot. They both clearly had a lot on their plate, she was glad they could make time for each other now. Angel needed a break from home base, se felt like she spent more time there than her own place because of her mom. Her father was being somewhat bearable considering everything was going on, she still found it hard to comfort him and herself. Drinking felt good though, very good. Angel wrapped her arm around Peyton as she leaned on her, Angel rested her head against the frame of the girl’s bed thinking of the mechanic in question. The moment for reminiscing quickly was wiped out with the image of Peyton riding on Leo and she quickly took another swig. “It- Angel chuckled. “I mean- he’s four, I wouldn’t expect him to know the dissertation of of the magical world of... I was going somewhere and I completely lost it,” Angel let out a drunken giggle. “Oh- fuck. I mean- he’s part of Leo, so that has to make your heart swell a bit?”

#peyton #c

ceceliaphamx:

“I don’t think the Peacher cares about the quality of their victims, rather than he has ones to pluck off whenever they please,” she scolded, her eyebrows still furrowed in concern over the raven haired female across from her. Between the two of them, Cecelia was undoubtedly the one that could loosen up a little, let her hair down every so often and forget about her tight schedule. She needed to learn a thing or two from Angel. “I’ll exhale once my heart stops pounding. Do you want to feel it? I was this close to calling everyone of your friends to see where you were,” she continued dramatically before leaning into the booth. “I’m okay. Work’s been an absolute drag and dealing with all the families from out of town that can’t bare to stay at their childhood home has me ready to pull my hair out. How are you? Busy day at work?” Cece continued, eyes scanning the menu in front of her.

“Okay- fair, I mean who are we to get into the mind of sociopath, I’ll poke at a certain redhead if I’m curious- but that’s it,” she smirked. It was true after the Peacher reveal and the way things had been progressing with her mom- Angel had started to feel less wound up. Everything was starting to feel out of control and honestly after the camping trip- she understood why everyone was on edge. She just couldn’t let some mysterious man or woman running around rule her life right now. Angel couldn’t help but chuckle when she asked if Angel wanted to feel her chest, she licked her lips considering it before nodding. “I mean I am a nurse, if anyone can help calm you down it’s me,” she smiled. “Honestly- I get it, after this past weekend I shouldn’t have stressed you out. I’ll be a better texter.” Angel conceded easier than normal because she honestly was glad that Cece took time out her day to not only meet with her but also wait for her. She was dependable like that and it was something she could use right now. Angel flipped through the menu as she talked about her day, knowing she was going to get waffles. She was in a waffle mood and had been craving it since she leaved work. “I mean- when I first came back, living back at home was a nightmare- so much so I ended up living with Mac for a bit- so I can’t blame them for that,” she teased. “I mean- if your parents were crazy, you would stay at your hotel as well.”

The waitress had walked to check in on them, Angel noticed they gave Cece a sympathetic smile. This made the raven-haired girl feel bad again but shook it off. Yeah she was late, but no one died and it’s not like she completely stood her up. Angel ordered an oreo milkshake and focused back on the girl. “I mean work is kind of slow right now, we’ve had a lot of elderly people who broke a hip or something. But we also have the occasional idiot who broke something, or fell on something because they were too drunk. Seriously- some patients on gen surg are mad interesting. The silly things people will do while high and drunk is insane.”

#cece #c

larksullivan:

“That’s a little shocking to hear.” He said with a teasing smile. He shrugged his jacket off, fully making himself comfortable now that he knew she didn’t have any plans and could join her. “Yeah, it’s been awhile. How’ve you been?” He asked, knowing that she’d gone through a bit of a rough moment - much like others around town.

“Yeah, I’m sure all the Tinder people are weeping,” Angel chuckled. She smiled as he sat down, Angel and Lark had always had a flirtatious relationship but nothing ever came of it. They were just friends throughout school and then they both moved away and like how things normally went- the two lost touch. She wondered if he ever left Peaches, it had been her goal since the big future fight with her father and to never come back. People have said you can never go home again, and being back in Peaches made her realize how true that was. “I’ve been okay, I mean all things considered. I took up yoga, it’s not all relaxing as they say,” she joked. “How are you? What’s new?”

#lark #c

ofbentleys:

“Who do you think I am?” Bentley questioned with a laugh, “Of course there’s food.” In fact he made sure there was food out just in case it ended up being awkward, he could have an excuse to not talk by simply shoving food into his mouth. Sure, things have been going smoother than they had been but that wasn’t to say it couldn’t change, even though Bentley desperately was trying to make things better. Not perfect, because it probably never would be, but he’d settle for better. He shut the door behind him suddenly aware of how real it was, the two of them in his apartment. “I’m glad you came.” He stated, walking into the living room area with his hands tucked into his pockets, suddenly very nervous and unsure on what to do. It was easier when there was still doubt on whether or not she’d show.

“A boy who is famous for not planning things?” Angel teased. It was cute watching him get all awkward around her, it reminded her of when they first started talking and she knew he had a crush on her. Now here they were- years later. “Yeah?” She smiled. Angel settled on the couch, she was a bit relieved that he actually wanted her to be here. She made herself comfy as she reached for his remote and started flipping through his Netflix. “So you going to sit down? Or stand there shifty?”

#bentley #c

lulithre

#( HURRICANE. )

lxckylxcas:

Lucas rolled his eyes. “No, I’ve never been in a boat before and I’ve never lived in a town where everyone as a community goes camping - or like camping in general.” Growing up, the only thing that really got the community together was sporting events, food, or church. He took off his shoes and threw them in the boat. “No, no, I got it. Just get in.” He leaned forward, both hands on the boat and pushed. He built up a little speed and the boat slid into the water with a flourish - Lucas’s face was triumphant, how was that for outdoorsy?

“Yeah, I get that. Small town vibes ya know? We try to stay closeknit, the whole it takes a village- but literally,” Angel explained. She knew Peaches wasn’t like other places. Especially coming back from L.A where it was a big city, it’s like a culture shock. People are a lot more fake and self centered, in Peaches it was at least balanced and it had the air of love and togetherness. She did as she was told and stayed in the boat as he figured it out. She smiled once they got moving. “Did you want to try paddling or you gonna let me do it?”

#luke #c

mikeyovng:

“You already know.” he winked at the brunette and chuckled lightly as he walked into the house. Angel was one of the few not complicated friendships that he has. And one of the few friends that he actually hasn’t tried to sleep with, probably because they went so far back. He had already ruined one childhood friendship, last thing he wanted was to ruin another one. “Hey you,” he said, bending down to play with the dog. They had two at the house –his mother’s. But Mike would play with them and take them out for walks,too. He stood back up and smirked a little as he looked at Angel. “Exist. You know I need my dose of you from time to time to keep going. How’ve you been though, love? Haven’t gotten yourself in any trouble, have you?”

Angel rolled her eyes at his wink, of course he turned on his version of charm but Angel knew better. Being friends with someone in their formative years, you’ve seen them in their awkward phase and it’s something you can’t just erase from your memory. Besides, despite the fact that Cece and Angel weren’t as close as they used to be, she would never go there with Mike. Loyal to the bone, Angel was. Angel smiled watching Truffles cushion up to Mike pretty quickly. “I guess your charm works on animals too, come on Truffles,” she said leading both the dog and Mike into her kitchen. “Oh well in that case,” she teased. Angel looked into her fridge to see what to offer him to drink, it was pretty sparse seeming as the girl relayed on take out and home base food. “You want something to drink? I have water, wine, and I think close to expired mike?” She offered. She looked over and shrugged at his how are you question. It was difficult to answer these days. She was not going to spill all her family bullshit on him- so she was gonna go with her go to answer. “I’m alright, ya know. Still out her surviving. No trouble- this isn’t a teeny bobber days, I think my dad would actually leave me in a jail cell,” she chuckled. “How are you though? You gonna be aloud on a field anytime soon?”

#mike #c

scttcnh:

Sutton let out an indignant huff. Here she was trying to be her version of what she thought kindness was and she was paid back with an insult. Well there went her chance of a cordial conversation. Even though, she was the one that completely began with the insults, Sutton honestly couldn’t see it. “You know fucking well, that I haven’t had plastic surgery. If I had, my tits would be a lot larger than this…and before you go off into your basic clap back of, oh so you just naturally look this way–” She mimicked her voice as she said the last few words. “Save yourself the breath and don’t embarrass yourself. Because we both know, I’m hot as fuck. But if you do know some plastic surgeons, give me their name and number. I spent all my savings on building my business but now that I have a profit off of it, I can buy the tits I’ve always deserved.” What she said was more of a joke, but since Sutton had a habit of speaking so seriously, sometimes that could be missed. “I don’t pitch reality shows. Reality shows are pitched to me. And you wanna know something? For the right price, if they said that they wanted to shove cameras up my ass like they were on the motherfucking magic school bus, I would say bitch sign me up.” Sutton sighed. “I have to keep my name out there somehow. Thus, the perils of being famous. God, you’re so lucky that you don’t have to deal with that.”

Angel returned with a huff of her own, she didn’t know what it was about Sutton that grinded her nerves. Ever since high school it was like this, verbal exchanges that always seemed to come close to blows. If Sutton pushed her now, well Angel punches people now- with no remorse. “How would I know that? Unlike the house wives and the misinformed teeny bobbers- I don’t follow what you would like to claim as a career,” she rolled her eyes. She didn’t know what everyone’s obsession with getting famous, it was never a goal- the invasion of privacy for attention and quick bucks- disgusting. “Wow that must be really tough to try and stay relevant, maybe once you get those tits you could consider the world’s longest perfession. I mean Peyton just dropped out- so I’m sure people would be more than happy to pay for whatever you think you offer?” she retorted. “You know- you are right, I am lucky I don’t have to worry about that- wouldn’t want to. I love being under the radar. Not everyone needs attention to live Tinkerbell.”

#sutton #c

scout-owen:

To say the trip had been a bit much was an understatement. Luckily for Scout, she had a few appointments to keep her mind off things once they got back. She could always zen out when she was working. It was easy for her not to think of anything other than the work. She had finished up for the day and knew she needed to check on Angel. After changing she grabbed Darcy, walking the short distance to her friends house. She knocked on the door before calling out. “It’s just me! No need to get fancy if that’s what you’re doing.” @angel-barbosa

Angel woke up in a bit of a mood, she had been avoiding the home base this past couple of weeks not just because of her dad but things going on with her mom. It’s not that she didn’t want to be there for her, it was more so that she felt helpless now. It was tough watching her start fade after the doctors told them there was nothing they could do at this stage. She was putting Truffles on a leash getting ready to head out on a walk with the pup when she heard the knock on her door. Angel cued Truffles over to the door before opening it up. “Oh- hey Scout,” she grinned. It was a surprise but definitely a welcome one. “We were just about to head out on a walk if you guys wanted to tag along?”

#scout #c #tw: illness

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