the (after) life of the party;

"i'm a stitch away from making it and a scar away from falling apart" brady hanson. 25. tall oaks. former child star turned radio host.

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Security, Security | Markus & Brady

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markusjonesrp:

Markus smiled into the watch, it was close to 11 a.m. His interview with Brady for a security position. It had been a while since he’d done any private security work, but his friend had told him about Brady and her opening and he decided to go for it. How bad could it actually be, right?

He noticed the lively blonde and got up from his seat. 

“Hello.” He held out his hand.

Brady was running a few minutes behind for her interview. She still wasn’t completely adjusted to the time change and working late nights at the radio station wasn’t helping. Once she finally made it, she smiled at the man waiting for her. “Hi. Sorry I’m late. Long night,” Brady made her way over to him and took his hand. “I’m Brady. It’s, uh, Mark? No, Markus, right?”

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littlemissholle:

Lou was beside herself. She had no idea that the Brady Hanson lived in Harpoole Bay. Was it actually her? Lou quickly realized there was only one way to find out. She pulled out her phone and quickly texted her friend and ultra Brady fan back home in New York asking if she knew anything about Brady’s current whereabouts. Sure enough this had to be her. Lou took off after the woman squealing in excitement. “Brady! Brady Hanson!” Lou smiled wide. “Oh my gosh it’s you. I can’t believe this. You’re like really pretty, but you probably knew that already. I-wow… Hi.” 

“Yes, it’s me,” she said softly. Brady was very grateful for her fans, but she was a shy person and always found herself even more quiet around fans. “Oh, that’s very nice of you to say. You’re very pretty as well,” she said, brushing a piece of loose hair behind her ear. “It’s nice to meet you..? Sorry. I feel bad that you know my name, but I don’t know yours.”

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claraasaunders:

Clara had become familiar with Brady and had even been asking other residents about her. She knew of the girl’s fame and had gone as far as to find and watch all of Brady’s films and everything she’d ever been in. Idol was probably the word for what the blonde had become to Clara. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to disturb you,” the brunette apologised, sweetly. “I was just going to suggest that the ones below are the same but cheaper. In case you didn’t see… I don’t understand why supermarkets do these things.”

A wave of relief fell over Brady as she realized the other girl wasn’t asking for a picture or autograph or something. It had become second nature to her to just assume that’s what everyone wanted from her. “Really?” she asked, bending down to get a closer look at the prices. “That’s really strange.” After grabbing a box, Brady stood back up to face the other girl. “Thanks for the tip.”

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stevie-mckinley:

Stevie had been walking, taking a break from her shop when she saw something fall from the pocket of the person in front of her. She leaned down once she caught up, seeing that it was some money and she picked it up. She caught up to the lady and called her name out. “Brady, I think you dropped this.” She said after realizing who it was. “That’s it.” She said, holding up the money. “I didn’t want you to lose it and someone else would have taken it.

“Oh,” she said, a tone of surprise in her voice. Brady wasn’t used to people being friendly without being a fan or wanting something from her. “Thank you,” Brady reached out, taking the money from the other girl. “I appreciate it. Back home I’m pretty sure someone would have just taken it.”

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lukecemerson:

Luke couldn’t help but be a little amused over how enthusiastic the person talking to Brady was. The words crazed fan didn’t even come close right now and that surprised him. It wasn’t what you expected in a little town like Harpoole, or so he had come to find over the last couple of weeks. “Only a tiny bit,” he mused with a soft laugh. “I’ll do my best, though.”

“Well, thank you,” she said with a smile. “So, what’s up with you? Besides lurking in corners, waiting to walk me home while I talk to stalker fans.”

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sebastianxwhy:

His eyes soon started examining the woman in front of him, realising her shirt was hardly the most interesting about her. “What does that stand for?”

“Oh, it stands for California State University, Northridge,” she said, pulling down on her sleeve. “It’s the school I graduate from back home.”

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houseofpenelope:

“Sorry, sorry, but you are her right? You’re Brady?”

Penelope recognised her. She had seen her tv show and realised who the woman was almost immediately.

Brady smiled at the other girl, giving her a small nod. “Yeah, that would be me. It’s nice to meet you,” she said, holding out her hand. “What’s your name?”

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elisecastillo:

Elise let her eyes wonder up and down the unfamiliar woman, “Smart choice” her voice was distant as her walked past, turning to look back seconds later to focus on the lost woman once again. “Sorry, where was it you were looking for?” her tone more calm than it was minutes before.

Brady raised her eyebrows as she turned towards the other woman, surprised by her change in tone. “Well, I’m not so much looking for a certain place. I’m more just trying to figure out where I am now. I decided to go exploring and ended up here.”

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leahlistens:

There weren’t many bonuses to living above your workplace, especially when you were a bit of a workaholic like Leah. She had barely handed over to Brady, leaving her own devices when she’d found the keys she was supposed to give her. Shoving them ion her back pocket, the redhead boiled a kettle and poured two cups, hoping milk and sugar were down in the station. She didn’t know how her newest team member took her tea, after all. Maneouvering very carefully she headed down the stairs and opened a few doors until she was in the main hub. “I was just –” Motioning to the cups, Leah placed them down by the mixing desk. “I thought I’d bring you your keys and, well, tea never hurts, does it?”!

Brady let out a sigh of relief when she realized it was just Leah. It had been so long since she had really worked with someone, or even had a friend, that she just assumed everyone who knew her name was just a fan. “Oh, thank you,” she said, smiling at the other girl. “I’m still getting used to the tea over here. It’s so different-- a good different though. What do you normally put in yours?”

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Luke had spotted her several moments ago and figured he’d catch her on the way out to say hello. But he found himself caught off-guard slightly when someone else in the shop suddenly called out her name, and he glanced over his shoulder curiously. He’d noticed Brady’s expression the moment she turned around – trying to hide the annoyance behind a mask of a smile. It was one he pulled quite often himself when he was faced with somebody he’d bumped into here or there. Letting the other person have their moment, he approached slowly, and then asked as soon as they’d walked off, “Need someone to help scare them off on your way home?” He laughed lightly.

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Brady kept her facade of a smile as she went through the usual spiel. It was the same ‘I used to love your show’ and then ‘Can you say that line for me?’, followed by either an autograph or selfie. Even though she didn’t really want to, Brady obliged and sent the fan on their way. She hadn’t noticed Luke walk up to her, causing her to jump a little when he spoke. “I might take you up on that,” she said with a small laugh. “You could be like my personal body guard. Just a little less intimidating.”

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Brady stopped in her tracks as she heard someone calling out for her. She had gone almost the entire day without someone recognizing her, so it was only a matter of time before it happened. It wasn’t a true reason to be complaining and Brady knew that-- But it would be nice to buy some tampons without someone quoting one of her old catchphrases back to her. After mumbling under her breath, she turned around and gave the other person a small smile. “Yes?”

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“Okay, so, we’ve established I can’t do that anymore… –That was embarrassing.”

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“Hey, that’s better than I could probably do. And you tried, so that’s got to count for something.”

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elisecastillo:

“Would you do me a favour and move your body out of the middle of the sidewalk before I move it for you. I’m not joking, I promise.”

“Oh, sorry. I was just trying to figure out where I am,” Still being fairly new around, Brady had been exploring the area and managed to get herself lost. “You don’t have to move me, I’ll do it myself.”

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sebastianxwhy:

Sebastian’s eyes zeroed on the other’s shirt, confused as to what the writing said. “Does your shirt say cunt or am I seeing things?”

Brady heard the words of the other, but assumed they weren’t meant for her. After a few moments of silence, she glanced around and realized they were meant for her. “Um, definitely not,” she said, tugging on the end of her old alma mater sweatshirt. “It says CSUN, not... that.”

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