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@ashrafzamari
Ashraf Zamari. Ash. He/him pronouns, cis man, January 16th 1986. Born in Briar Ridge, his roots are in Tunisia. Librarian and language class teacher at the Septima Pointsette Clark Library. Father to Amal. He lives in a family house in Beach Front. Always followed around by Ace, his labrador.
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"You can give me the puppy dog eyes all you want, Alba girl, but this has chocolate in it." Nibbling on the corner of her chocolate croissant, Cali couldn't help the pang in her chest as she looked down at her German shepherd who had her head resting on Cali's knee, looking longingly at her breakfast pastry. Reaching into her jacket pocket, she smiled as she produced a dog treat, dropping it onto her empty plate before placing it on the ground. "Good girl." Scratching her back as she took another bite of pastry, Cali looked to her side at the voice. "Hm? Oh yeah, I've always been a big people watcher. It's amazing the things you can see and hear when people don't know you're observing, which actually sounds crazy creepy."
Ashraf's dark eyes moved down to the dog that was sitting between the two tables that they were seated at and it made him smile. Ace was currently at home with Amal but if he had known that an accidental dog date would have been the case today this morning, than that tail would be unable would have been wagging non-stop. "That actually does sound a little bit creepy, but I do understand what you mean with it. Let's just agree that we won't describe it like that anymore before other people hear it." So Ashraf decided to motion at a couple that was seated at a table closeby them. "But on that subject; those two really should find a different place for their relationship trouble." Yes, Ashraf was a thirty-eight year old man but in moments like these he definitely did not act like it at all.
He nodded. "Much to my parents' chagrin, yeah." For the most part they hadn't been naysayers the entire time, but they also didn't believe that he'd pass the academy with the state of things. Or his heart. But the paramedic training hadn't been as rigorous as the firefighter training had been the first time that he'd gone through the programs. At least not enough so that they turned him away immediately because of his condition. "They keep hoping that I'll fall into line with the family business and leave this notion of mine behind," he joked, though the truth of it had been enough to put some distance between him and his phone when they called.
"That doesn't sound half bad. You've got a decent routine down and plenty who count on you because of it." Colt glanced at he grill before he leaned back against the railing and looked back out at the water's edge. "How's Amal anyways? I swear I haven't seen them around in forever."
"You have to be happy with what you are doing in the end, right? Even if your parents don't approve?" From what Ashraf gathered on the situation, it wasn't that strange that his parents did not approve. He had a feeling they didn't approve a lot that Colton did but that was a subject for a different day.
Ashraf nodded slowly as he took in the words from Colton. "I guess you are right about that. But I think that it isn't that bad to sometimes break with the tradition?" It was what he had tried after his divorce but somehow he had fallen back into the same routine once more. "Amal is good. She spends her time a lot with her friends these days. And I am pretty sure that she has her first boyfriend but I'm not allowed to call him that."
It was turning into a long shift. It seemed like the article about Paradise Point after the Masquerade Ball was generating quite a bit of interest and Alvaro's was benefiting from the uptick in traffic the resort was experiencing. If Marco wasn't as good at his job as he was, he would be feeling extremely overwhelmed. But with his fellow chefs and serving staff, they had developed a good system and it continued to run like a well-oiled machine. That didn't mean it wasn't exhausting.
When things were finally slowing down for the night, Marco finally was able to take a break. "Imma step out for a sec, Macy." he called over his shoulder as he headed towards the kitchen's exit, only to be stopped by an unfamiliar voice. His brows came together in confusion at first at the fact the man in front of him knew his name. But once he introduced himself, a smile quickly came to Marco's features. "Ashraf! Yes, I remember! Didn't we have Turner for Biology that year?" he asked, a chuckle escaping his lips as the memories washed over him. "But yeah, I work here. Hope you enjoyed your meal?" he asked.
"Oh, don't mention that Turner guy. He was the worst guy qualified to teach Biology, now that I look back on it," Ashraf said as a grin formed on his face. "Worst thing is that he is still teaching Biology until this day." He had seen the man walking around on nights that he had to be at the high school for Amal. The man nodded to confirm that his meal had been great. "That's actually why I was stalking the kitchen here because I wanted to compliment the chef. So I guess I have to give you my compliments?"
“I’d like to be invisible right now to skip this line.” Levi mused to the other man’s question, as they were currently stagnant in place at Everything Goes. Clearly many others in town also needed significant pick-me-ups. “But it would be nice anytime, really. Especially without a ridiculous mask on.” Revealing his identity at the recent Masquerade ball certainly threw his memorable end of the evening for a loop.
Ashraf looked at the man and nodded slowly. Skipping this line was probably not that bad. "Ridiculous mask? That sounds like you had a terrible time at the gala the other day. Met someone you didn't like?"
Her only saving grace was that the people of her hometown seemed to truly respect her privacy and from what she could see, no one was holding up a smart phone to document her embarrassment. "This is what I get for having a brother, I should've disowned him years ago." Rubbing the side of her head, Lia blew out a breath as she looked up at the man who had come to help her. "Oh, I know you, hi." Nodding, Lia gently rubbed the side of her head as the throbbing began to dull slightly. "Yes, I only see one of you. I think I have a really nice bump forming but luckily my hair is big enough to hide it." Slowly making her way to her feet, Lia smiled at her neighbour. "You do live next door to me, so you'd best get used to this, I'm ridiculously clumsy."
"You say that now, but I am pretty sure that disowning your brother is very down at the bottom of your to-do list," Ashraf said to the woman in front of him as he held out a hand so he could help her up from the concrete. It was only when she said that she knew him, that he fully realised that it was his neighbour who he was helping up onto her feet again. "Good to know that you got it all covered. Literally. And I will definitely keep in mind that this will not be the first time this will be happening, just know I'm only a door away if you need some help. You know, like if you need something from the top shelf, now that I know how clumsy you are." The tone of Ashraf's voice made it clear that he was joking. "I think my kid is going to be jealous of me right now. She is a big fan of yours. I do have to admit, I am not really into music a lot so I don't know a lot. But when she heard that you were next door, I can say that a 'fan-girl moment' definitely happened."
Val watched with a grin as the dog took off after the ball his owner had thrown for him. A laugh escaped her lips though at the owner's fear of his dog jumping on her. "Well, we could all use another friendly dog in our lives, right? Though, I'm grateful he decided to be a little bit gentler with me." The shock had quickly worn off at the dog's appearance by her side.
She watched as the lab excitedly brought his ball back and then the owner extended the ball to her. Her eyes flitted from the outstretched ball to its' owner for a split second before she eagerly took the ball and threw it as far as she could in the opposite direction. It had been a long time since she had gotten to play with a dog. She was grateful for the opportunity. At the man's words, recognition came flooding over her. "Oh yes!! Wow! It's so different seeing you out of the library! Kind of like running into your teacher at the grocery store." she added, a teasing glint to her gaze as she looked up at him.
Her attention was stolen by his dog as the canine came thundering back towards them. "Good boy!" Val cooed as she managed to take the ball from the dog and threw it up in the air for him to catch. "What's his name?" she asked, pointing with her chin in the dog's direction.
Ashraf had found out many times before that a dog was a great icebreaker and Ace enjoyed the attention a lot in every situation. So when he saw the dog run after the ball that had been thrown, it made the man smile. "Teacher in the grocery store vibes even. I do hope I haven't left too bad of an impression as librarian. Unless I told you off because you were too loud in the library, because then my reprimand was justified," he said to the woman in front of him. He considered himself to be rather laid back when it came to those kind of things.
His gaze moved back to the dog as his name was asked. "That's Ace. He is one big ball of floof and just a happy one. A bit too happy at times, as you have seen already." Ashraf picked up the ball once more and threw it for Ace again. "Do you have any pets?"
Callum nodded a little uncomfortable about all of this. He wasn't looking forward to all of that teenage stuff with Avie, but he also liked to think that come that time, he would have prepared her enough to make smart choices. Prying into what was happening in her bedroom seemed like a step too far, especially asking for the whole truth. He was no expert, but you had to learn to trust them. "Yea, man...maybe have a conversation with her about all that, then next time she might not go into so much detail." And Callum sure as hell didn't want to know what was said between the father and daughter. "Yea...I don't know. I will enjoy her at every age because she's growing, and I can experience all that with her. See my little girl become a woman," he said. "It's scary, but I know she will be something else."
"I would've been happy with the classic 'we were studying, dad' answer, if I'm honest." Ashraf had expected that but Amal would not have been Amal if she hadn't given him this answer in the end. A smile was playing on his lips because Callum's words were true. Even though it was scary to see his daughter grow up, he was also happy to see her grow in the woman she was becoming. He was proud of it. "How have you been lately?"
"I worry every single minute of every single day. But I guess I meant worrying about her forgetting about me and caring solely about her friends and.. you know, being a teenager." Billie was literally her little best friend.. she cannot, and does not want to, imagine a time when they wouldn't be close. They were doing life together alongside Tia Val, and she wouldn't have it any other way. Like a closed book, Leyla completely shut down. There was a part of her that appreciated Ashraf's efforts, but she really hated to put her concerns on other people. "Oh come on, Ashraf. You don't want to waste your night off hear my petty drama. It's just a bit of the past catching up to me, is all." Her gaze lowers momentarily, before taking a deep breath and offering him something of a smile. "I really don't want to drag you down into it. I think you and I need to order another drink, how about that?"
"That worry is not much different from the worry you are feeling already," Ashraf admitted to the woman next to him. It was all he knew regarding Amal. And pride. And happiness. And anger. And sadness. Parenthood was one large mix of feelings and throughout the years it had not changed at all. "You discussing your situation would not be wasting my night, Leyla. You know that right?" He just needed her to know that, despite the fact that the location might not be the right location for her to hear that. "Another drink it is then, I guess."
Starter for: @mcrcosantos Location: Alvaro's Word for random starter: 'headline'
It surely wasn't the first time that Ashraf had been at Alvaro's, but it never had caught his attention a lot, because he enjoyed the smaller restaurants in town. But after seeing the headline in an article, he had decided for a dinner out that night with Amal. And it had been great so thanking the chef was the one thing on his mind at that moment.
Amal had already gone outside, not wanting to wait around for her father as Ashraf leaned against the counter. It was then that the chef appeared and the man was surprised. "Marco Santos. You are the chef of this place, it's great to see you again." Okay, maybe he should have to introduce himself for a bit, because it had only been high school that they had shared classes together. "Ashraf Zamari, we went to high school together."
Starter for: @levibecker Location: all up to you Word for random starter: 'invisible'
"Don't you ever wish you are invisible sometimes?" It was a question out of the blue and Ashraf was not sure if the person in line before him was going to be happy with the random talking in his direction but the words had escaped him already and there was no taking back now.
After the chaos that was the masquerade, Val was in definite need of some time to unplug. The event had been incredible, but also incredibly overstimulating. With so much noise in a crowded space, plus so many conversations to try and tune out so she could focus on just the person in front of her who she was talking to, she had ended the night with a bit of a migraine. It was just harder for her to juggle so many noises at once with her implant. So when she finally had some free time a day after, she went out to her favorite place in Briar Ridge. The beach.
Placing a large blanket on the sand, she sat down and made herself comfortable. Then, when she was sure she had checked out her surroundings first, she removed her cochlear implant's external processor and put it in her pocket, effectively shutting out all sound. Letting out a deep breath, she immediately felt her shoulders begin to relax as she watched the waves in front of her in silence. It was the best way to decompress and give her brain a break from hearing.
After a half hour, and when she was fully relaxed, Val felt something cold nudge her arm. She nearly jumped out of her skin, until she realized it was a dog. A grin immediately came to her lips as she reached out, letting the dog sniff her first before scratching behind their ears. She loved animals and this labrador clearly loved people. Grinning from ear to ear, she happened to glance up and notice a man standing nearby. Clearly, he had said something that she hadn't caught with her implant out. "One second!." she quickly apologized, reaching into her pocket and digging out her processor. Clipping it back onto the back of her head, she rose to her feet to face him, brushing some sand off the back of her legs. "Sorry about that, I didn't hear you." she explained, pointing to her implant.
Ashraf watched as the woman got up from her place on the blanket in the sand and he suddenly understood why the response took a little longer; she hadn't heard him to start with. He smiled for a moment and then motioned at the dog that was now excitedly standing between the two people, his tail not stopping. He threw the ball that was in his hand away so Ace would go after it. "I apologised for the enthusiast that is my dog. He likes playing with people, even if he does not recognise them or has never met them before. I am already happy he wasn't so enthusiastic that he just decided to jump on top of you," Ashraf said with a smile as the dog returned once more, this time with the ball.
The man took the ball once more and then held it out to Valentina so she could throw it if she wanted to. "And I also said that I think we met before, I think I recognise you from the library?"
Starter for: @cali-cabrera Location: Seat outside of Everything Goes Word for the random starter: 'people'
"You know what is one of the most fun things to do when you are seated outside at a restaurant or a similar location? I would say it is watching people," Ashraf said to the woman seated at the table next to his. Once he had seen the beautiful weather that morning while picking up his coffee, he had decided to sit down for a moment. "Sorry if I bothered you with this piece of unwanted news."
Starter for: @isaiahwarren Location: Paradise Point Resort & Spa Word for the random starter: 'investment'
Ashraf had known Isaiah for quite some time now with how they had both been in Briar Ridge their entire lives. So crossing paths hadn't been too uncommon. The man looked at the other as he had come over to the location where the gala had been held when he found out he had forgotten his coat after the night. Bumping into Isaiah had been completely accidental, however.
"Would you say that the investment in this resort is worth it while preparing for such a big event as the gala?"
Starter for: @papaflynn Location: Golden Hour Beach Bar Word for the random starter: 'truth'
"You know, when I asked her about the truth of why that guy was in her room with her, I did not expect to get the whole truth from her. There are some things I don't want to know about my little girl just yet." Ashraf mentioned as he was seated on one of the beach bar couches, listening to the live music playing. "Just enjoy the days that your little girl is still little because having a fifteen-year old brings its own troubles," the man said to the fellow father.
"I feel that's a sign, Ash," Leyla smirks, shrugging her shoulders some as she takes a sip of whatever concoction she had in her glass now. "Damn, so it sounds like I have six or seven more years before I need to start worrying. More than I already do. Though my kid has more attitude than one would believe a six year old could have. —No kidding? So she's smart and driven. Good job, dad!"
"A sign even," Ashraf repeated with a grin on his lips. He watched how the woman took a sip of her drink before taking one of his own. He had to laugh when she mentioned she had a few more years of worryfree time. "If I remember correctly, worrying about your kid is a full time job as soon as they are born. So if you were not worrying yet, I would start now and you will probably never stop." A proud smile was on his lips when Leyla mentioned that Amal was both smart and driven. If you heard those words about your own child, there was nothing else to be than proud of her. "But. I think missing Billie isn't the only thing that is troubling you tonight. Want to tell me what is going on?"
It amused her that he hadn't recognized her and it was her favorite thing thus far in regards to the masquerade. That ability to mingle with anyone and everyone because everyone's identity was shielded. "It's fun isn't it? Get people talking to each other that might not mingle otherwise, and then some interesting conversations can come up, huh?" Briefly she glanced down at her dress that revealed a bit more of her than anything she'd really ever worn and felt a little heat rise to her cheeks at the compliment. "Thank you. You look handsome, that suit is so great. I think Amal did right in being mettlesome. Even if you're auctioned off for a date, it's something you haven't done before, right? And who knows what could happen..."
It was definitely one big game to recognise who was behind the mask. To wonder if you had ever had contact with the other before. Ashraf was learning - however - that he was terribly bad at the game. "I agree, it's one big night of platonic blind dates," Ashraf said with a smile to the woman. He looked down at the suit he was wearing. He hadn't been sure about the velvet but after reassurance from Amal he had gone for it anyways. "Thank you. And you're right; I have never been auctioned off before. It's not something that happened every day," he joked. He wasn't expecting much from a date like that arranged from an auction but he would be happy with a nice conversation anyways. "Are you joining the raffle?"
