After taking a moment to concentrate on what the man was saying Naomi gave a small sigh eventually sitting up. “Thank you, they’re the keys to my studio I was looking for them this afternoon. Did one of the kids let you in?”
bart offered a gentle smile after handing over the keys to her, feeling bad for disturbing her. “i sure hope so, otherwise some random is running around your house... aside from me.” he mentioned, “know how annoying it is to lose your keys.”
“well today’s your lucky day!” she smiled. “ i know the perfect place to take us. it’s this new ice cream place that just opened up that makes ice cream sandwiches but instead of the chocolate part they use waffles.”
“what a rare occasion.” he flashed a small grin to her, “another ice cream place in this town? some people might call that an invasion. but i am down for anywhere that serves ice cream sandwiches... especially ones with a twist. wanna walk there?”
he truthfully hadn’t expected them to reply, but their answer did make him curious. “especially if you’re waiting on them?” an eyebrow quirks. “you think they know you’re waiting so they use it as an opportunity to be worse? i dunno, that sounds pretty logical to me.”
bart often thought the worse of situations, and of people. it often reflected in these situations. “people always let you down, and if they do it often then it is usually because they don’t care enough to put you first... i guess that’s what i am trying to say. but yeah, i think it is an opportunity to make things worse, and people take opportunities.”
“you know what? i think we really need better sex education because i know a girl who thought that the female orgasm always involved squirting so she fakes by peeing on guys and this needs to stop.”
“jesus.” bart shook his head, taking a moment to make a proper reply. “i honestly don’t know what to say to that... you know that is fucking dumb. what did you even say to that?”
she’s unhappier than usual & even sonali doesn’t understand why. it’s the small things that cause an overwhelming amount of emotions to flow. she thinks about her mother every day & she knows that she can’t keep blaming herself for something she didn’t mean to do. sonali is wiping her eyes when she hears someone walk in. she’s quick to hide the tissue & all she can do is fake a smile, ❛ hi— is everything alright ? ❜
bart went to make coffee in the other room, only gone for a few moments before hearing the distinct sound of crying. wanting to make sure that everything was okay with sonali, he walked back through to the other room with a slightly somber look on his face. “i don’t know, you tell me?” mentioning as he sat down opposite her.
he didn’t know what he was doing. not in the slightest. sitting on the sidewalk in the near dark, phone twiddling in his hands waiting for a text that he knows may never come. eyes glance up at the other around, letting out an almost inaudible sigh. “do people ever get better with age or are they always assholes no matter how old you get?”
bart was heading home for the evening when he noticed the figure close to the station. he wasn’t in any rush to get home — particularly when he knew he was on the night shift there. a shrug lifted his shoulders as the words filled his ears. “i find that most assholes get worse with age, especially if you are waiting on them... they always let you down.”
elle had just walked out of the radio station, she was humming a song that had been on repeat all day it was hard not to get stuck in your head. she had turned the corner when she recognized a familiar face and caught up with them. “hey! how’s it goin’? do you wanna get ice cream or something with me?”
bart had just come off a shift, still trying to keep himself awake so that he could get a proper sleep in before his next. he decided to walk home though was surprised when he saw elle coming towards him. “hello,” he greeted her, sleepy smile on his face. “ice cream sounds good, although anything involving sugar works.”
“I’m going to be honest with you, I don’t really want to know how you got in here as you didn’t break anything. I’m still half asleep so if something’s wrong keep it short and sweet.” Naomi murmured as she leant back on her pillows.
“it didn’t want to interrupt you but obviously i have.” bart shrugged, handing over the set of keys that he had come across. “you dropped these outside the coffee shop but got in your car before i could catch up with you... long shift so i could only get them to you now. i hope they aren’t important.”
SEAN TEALE, 26, HE/HIM —— hey, did i just see BARTOLOMÉ MENDOZA walking around the block? i hear they’re from the APARMTENT 34D and they’re a ADULT who does FIREFIGHTING until they move out. they always look like they’re hiding something…but they’re so DEDICATED sometimes i wonder how they can be FIERY. they certainly can’t be hiding THAT IT IS POSSIBLE THAT HE IS THE FATHER OF THE BABY, can they?
bartolomé ( preferably bart ) was born in arizona and is the eldest of three children.
as the eldest, he was often protective of his two younger sisters, especially after his mother and father divorced. his mother became somewhat estranged from her children so it was bart who had to step up whilst his father went out to work.
was raised in a very strict catholic household so it was a shock when his parents got divorced.
his protectiveness was something that transferred over into his friendships and has made him incredibly loyal to those closest to him. throughout high school, it was something that gave him a close group of friends, most of which he is still in contact with.
however, he does have a temper. it is something that he has tried to work on his entire life though it has been a struggle. sometimes he blows hot, sometimes he blows cold. these tendencies made it difficult for him in school and so he only just got enough points to go off to college. also is a lil pessimistic soul.
before going to college, his parents rekindled their relationship — the problems were still there and bart felt abandoned by his mother. so when she came back, bart left the family home and went off to halston with his friends to start a new life.
having to wait another year to go to college ( due to applying near to home the first time ) bart decided to bartend to earn some money. it provided enough money to live and put some by until he finished college. he decided to study to become a firefighter so that he could help other people, due to his dedicated nature.
upon graduating, he joined the fire service and got station in a battalion based in halston. ever since then, he has been working his way up the ranks to try. it is a job that he enjoys though it doesn’t make him a millionaire.
living with three other people, bart can be a little lazy when it comes to the domestic side. part of it is his regression into the teenage years he never had — though he would do anything for any of them if they asked.
a couple of years ago, a relationship started between him and one of his friends from home. it was kept a secret because they did not want to make things awkward in the group. yet things changed when she no longer contacted him; he did not know what happened apart from that she went home to arizona.
it was not until a baby was placed on his apartment doorstep that he realised that she had been hiding a pregnancy. the note was vague about whether he was the child’s father ( but he assumes he is ) so he told his roommates that it was his friend’s baby until he knows the truth.
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