jessica alexander & she/her / cis woman ‷ watch out , 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐆𝐀𝐍 𝐇𝐀𝐋𝐄 has crash-landed into roswell !! they look 25 years old and celebrate their birthday on 08/07/1996 . they are from roswell, nm , reside in aurora apartments and are currently working as a brand designer . one thing you should know about them is they run a secret foodie account on instagram that’s gained a decent following . ‷
hi besties ! hecate here again with my third muse . this is reagan ! a roswell native who returned to her hometown around three years ago . an artist who’s just creative and passionate about what she does . more info can be found below the cut . and as per usual , if you’d like to plot feel free to hmu or give this post a LIKE and i’ll eventually come bother you !
STATS PAGE .
𝟎𝟎𝟏. born the second eldest out of four to two loving but unfortunately busy parents in the small town of roswell . reagan’s parents were constantly working to make ends meet . they didn’t come from money but somehow always managed to make things work . truthfully , her parents should’ve stopped at two kids . but they wanted more so then came the twins . with their parents at work all the time , reagan and her older brother had to step up and take care of their youngest siblings whether they wanted to or not . nights were spent preparing dinner , lunch for school and helping their siblings with homework .
𝟎𝟎𝟐. she discovers her love for art when she’s around ten . however , knowing that her parents couldn’t possibly afford to pay for art classes , reagan decides to teach herself . within time , she gets really good at it . she starts to use it as an outlet . something to let her imagine what life would be like outside the metaphorical walls of roswell . it’s not that she felt stuck , she just knew it wouldn’t do her any good if she never leaves roswell .
𝟎𝟎𝟑. she’s a bold person , that’s for sure . lively . dominant . assertive . high school felt like a challenging time for reagan . between helping her brother take care of their siblings and hunkering down on school , it left little time to put assemble her art portfolio .
while met with initial hesitance from her family , she assembles her portfolio and starts applying to schools outside new mexico with excellent art programs . she knows what she wants . as soon as reagan graduates from high school , she’s accepted an offer to go to the university of southern california ( usc ) with a grant from a school and multiple scholarships . this is her ticket out of roswell .
𝟎𝟎𝟒. she thrives in college and finally gets to see the world outside of her small hometown . reagan wouldn’t say she doesn’t want to return to roswell , it’s just not within her future plans . she makes connections , lands internship spots as a graphic designer , and gets her work out there . eventually , she picks up a minor in marketing after realizing becoming a brand designer is what she wants to do .
she graduates from college early with multiple job offers . and while she initially accepted one , she started to also do more freelance work . after the one year mark , reagan quits her old job and decides to freelance . it’s risky , but she thinks it’s worth it .
[ TW: MENTION OF TERMINAL ILLNESS & DEATH ] however , six months in basing herself in los angeles as a freelance brand designer , she gets a call from her brother telling her she has to come home . their dad’s sick . fortunately for reagan , her job allows her to work remotely . she packs up her things and moves back to roswell . it wasn’t supposed to be a permanent stay . her dad will get better and after that , she returns to LA . after three years , her dad passes this year . and now she’s conflicted about staying in roswell .
WANTED CONNECTIONS.
these plots are super general gist of what i’d love to see for reagan . however , i’m more than open to brainstorm and basing things on chemistry if need be !
best friend ( 01/02 ) : someone who is very much ride-or-die for each other. could be because they grew up in roswell together or it’s a new friendship that sparked when reagan moved back home
family friends ( 00/03 ) : maybe y/m and reagan’s families spent a lot of time together . they’re around similar ages . it initially started out as the two being forced to hang out before they developed a friendship as they got older
SUGGESTED RELATIONSHIP 2 : the minute reagan graduated from high school , she moved to california for college . y/m and reagan were close friends and kept in touch throughout her time in college . they still remain super close and often super supportive of one another .
SUGGESTED RELATIONSHIP 3 : as y/m and reagan grew older , they grew apart . they’ve grown into different people and at that point were kinda just ‘ seasonal friends ’ –– friends who happened to be friends because of their families . when reagan was in college , they lost touch . now that she’s been back for a couple years , maybe y/m resents reagan for being able to leave roswell. they’re not interested in picking up from where they left off
sibling figure ( 01/02 ) : she’s the second eldest out of four so she definitely feels the need™ to have her life together and it’d be nice for someone to just look after reagan as a younger sibling !
the one who got away : they nearly dated briefly over the summer before reagan was due to leave for school or just a summer where reagan was back from college . however nothing really happened before reagan left so things are still left unsaid and a little ... awkward to say the least
exes ( good/bad ) : honestly open to almost anything !
hookups : reagan has been in roswell for three years now so who knows ! likely a one night stand type thing
WHERE: just outside of the Park WHEN: saturday morning WITH @roswellstarters
Spruce ran after Reynolds, a smile on their face while also feeling extremely overwelmed by the prospect of the dog pulling the lease too much and getting loose. It wouldn’t be the first time. Or the hundred. “Sorry!!” they yelled as they had to run through people to catch up - or to keep up more likely. Then Reynolds pulled too hard and the lease went flying through the air, the dog dashing away at incredible speed.
She stopped short at the feet of a stranger looking up with her tongue hanging out and her ears all floppy, demanding attention or food or whatever she had noted that she must have.
“Reynolds!” Spruce yelled. “I am so sorry, she’s a menace!”
SHE TAKES A SEAT on one of the park benches with a fruit cup in hand . a change in scenery felt absolutely necessary given how she was stuck in a two hour client meeting . taking a bite of the strawberry , reagan’s eyes wander to the dog , who she assumed would just run past her . a small chuckle escapes the blonde’s lips . “ you’re fine . ” hand moves to pet the dog’s head . “ she doesn’t really seem like a menace to me . is it cool if i give her an apple slice ? ”
“you’re welcome!” estella says, wiping their mouth with the napkin, “no need for apologies, sometimes those days do happen,” it’s part of the reason her shoulders ache from the damned boxes at work. and the chrismas decorations, oh god, the decorations… “eh, i can’t complain. i’ve spent most of the day unboxing merch and comics, so aside from a little sore it’s been productive,” a light chuckle, crossing their legs and turning slightly on the chair. “and you? studying or leisure,” she nods to the laptop.
SHE’S KINDA GLAD SHE’S able to be her own boss . it can be challenging from time to time but she’s doing what she loves . “ oof , ” reagan grimaces . “ i definitely don’t miss those days . but at least you can say you got a good workout in ? ” lets out a light laugh . “ um , actually neither , ” she starts , turning to her setup for a brief moment . “ it’s more like work . i’m a freelancer which –– i know literally makes it sound like i’m unemployed . ”
“WELL, YOU’D EITHER HAVE one less friend if you do that – or, i might end up really pulling off an eye patch. so i guess you can try and see.” he shrugs, giving her a small grin. “i won’t lie, you ARE a great friend when it comes to dealing with me. but i like to think that i provide MANY benefits, as well. DISTRACTING YOU FROM BEING PRODUCTIVE does not count – you’re the one who decided that when you invited me out with you.”
“ ONE LESS FRIEND ? ouch that kinda hurts , ” the blonde jests before flipping her hair over her shoulder . “ well i do try to be a good friend . it’s not always easy but i guess it pays off in the end , ” she rolls her eyes at alex . “ okay technically we just got sidetracked and you were MORE than fine with that . ” shoots him an innocent look . “ i’m usually way more productive when you’re not around . ”
Lake blinked as they heard the request to pick up a pen, and glanced down to see if they were the one being asked to do so. Sure enough, they spotted a silver pen near their feet so they bent down to retrieve it and offered it to the blonde. “Oh, sure. Here you go.”
REAGAN STOPS HERSELF FROM grimacing anytime another person walked past them and almost kicked the pen away from them . the blonde nearly lets out a sigh of relief when they pick it up and hand it to them . “ thanks , ” she smiles , taking the pen from lake . “ i would’ve felt really bad asking you if the pen was kicked away . ”
Chiba cocked an eyebrow at the call, biting the inside of his mouth as the fork with food was halfway towards his mouth. In his mind he had already kick the pen back to the other table, not even bothering to offer more than a grunt. But no matter how intense the need was to ignore the request, he shrugged, placed his fork back down, and swiftly scooped the pen off the floor, getting up to place it in front of the other on the table. “Here you go,” he said, his voice a mutter.
GIRL GRIMACES SLIGHTLY WHEN she realizes she called out to the other man at the wrong time . “ sorry , ” sheepishly smiles . “ i didn’t mean to get you mid-bite . ” timing was simply not on her side at this particular moment . “ but thank you . i appreciate it . ” she takes the pen and sets it down beside her tablet .
𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐗 𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐊𝐄𝐃 𝐎𝐅𝐅 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐒 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐈𝐑, after being told off by the guy in charge of the foam machines from behind the machines for trying to play around with them. on his way back, somewhere in between ‘FUCK OFF, KID!’, he runs into a familiar face. “hey! quick question – does this place feel foamed up enough to you?”
SHE THANKS THE BARTENDER and accepts her drink . raising the glass to her lips , reagan takes a lengthy sip . brows raise when alex stops in front of her . “ okay dude , it is like completely foamed up here . i think anymore and you won’t be able to see ANYONE and where’s the fun in that ? ”
“DID YOU TAKE NICE THINGS?” she wonders, trying to take a look at the pictures Reagan has taken for her new post. Her page is always that of quality, so she doesn’t doubt the new post is anything less than great. “Oh, nothing. I was just looking to get a new shirt and I wanted your opinion.” She had previously spotted a shirt the other day, but hadn’t taken the decision on whether or not to get it.
“ I DID , YEAH . i’m super happy with how they turned out . ” she turns the phone so gracia can get a better look at the selection of photos . “ ooh ! show me the shirt . i’m sure it’ll look AMAZING on you . and even if you’re undecided on it ... that just means it’ll be a christmas present idea for me . ”
( @bellators ! ) ‘ babe , i don’t know what you’re talking about - ’ she says a bit with a giggle , holding up the edible to her eye level . ‘ i’ve never done this before , you know . ’
“ YOU’RE SERIOUSLY TELLING ME you’ve never done this before ? ” reagan asks , almost in disbelief . the blonde leans back in her seat . “ no time like the present right ? and besides , we’ve literally got all the snacks we need so we’re not going anywhere . ”
“ WHAT ARE YOU WORKING ON ? ” the question is automatic, before realizing it’s probably an invasion privacy to a person she barely knows. elle smiles sheepishly. “ apple pencil ? is that like… a technology thing ? ” she had never felt more old asking that. the offer surprises the blonde for a moment, but rarely does she feel like she makes good first impressions for friendships, so she can’t help but smile. “ that’s completely unnecessary, but if you’re really offering. may i ? ” she motions to the seat across from her.
SHE DOESN’T MIND THE QUESTION . “ it’s some graphic work for a client of mine . they’re doing this huge revamp and wanna rebrand so that’s where i step in , ” she explains . reagan loves her job so she’ll really take any opportunity to talk about it . “ yeah , it’s a technology thing , ” she chuckles , holding up the stylus . “ it’s just a stylus but branded by apple . ” she nods and gestures for the other blonde to take a seat .
she’s taken her late-morning run to nebula, feeling like one of their winter vegetable soups rather than making some ramen (yes; her fridge needs some restocking but she can’t be bothered yet). sitting in her activewear and an oversized jumper, airpods in and pulling chunks off a bread-roll to dunk in the soup when a little glisten of traveling silver pulls her attention. charming bends to pick up the item; a pen. having not heard the sound over the podcast in her ears, she looks around to find it’s owner. locking eyes with another blonde a few tables away charming pulls free one of her airpods; “yours?” she holds it aloft in her fingers.
WHEN IT DOESN’T SEEM like the other blonde heard her , reagan was just about to ask a nearby stranger to watch her belongings while she goes to retrieve her pen . however , she stops short when she locks eyes with the other . “ yeah , actually . thanks . ” smiles appreciatively as she reaches to take the pen from her grasp . “ whatcha listening to ? ”
the nebula eatery wasn’t somewhere owen would stop in often, but skye had asked him to pick something up for her and amy on his way home from work. what was he going to do, say no? as he’s waiting in line, he hears a clatter on the ground and an all too familiar voice. “hm,” he starts as he leans down to pick up the pen. “are your legs broken, or what?” he’s teasing, and reagan knows that. even if she didn’t, though, the smile on his face made it obvious. “this pen is nice… perhaps i’ll keep it.”
SHE ROLLS HER EYES when she realizes owen was the person she called out to . “ if you wanted me to pick up the pen that badly you should’ve just said so , ” she playfully rolls her eyes at him . and other than the fact that she doesn’t want to give her friend the satisfaction , reagan pulls out another pen from her bag . “ that’s fine . ” she smiles . “ i’ve got another pen right here . i guess it won’t be missed . ”
it was a moment of calm in a whirlwind of a day . a coffee , piping hot and overpriced as he liked it , was sat beneath his face , licking steam against his features in the stifled hubbub of nebula eatery . zen . tranquil . he stirred the black coffee with the head of a spoon and raised it to his lips for a bitter sip , but was interrupted by the call of another ; great , right when he thought he was about to relax . “ the what – “ he questioned , glancing down at where the other was looking and pointing to the pen , “ – what’s in it for me ?? “
SHE WAS KIND OF in the middle of an epiphany . which was probably the only reason why she would even think to ask someone to help her pick up her pen . the blonde grabs a pencil from her bag to quickly sketch it out before turning her focus back to the other . “ wow , that’s a very transactional viewpoint you got there , ” she playfully jests . “ i would say a coffee but you’ve kinda got that covered . ” eyes shift to the coffee cup in his hand . “ a pastry ? i heard this place makes a great vegan cheesecake . but it’s your choice . ”
