[reynakendall]

Mary's Deli wasn't particularly booming with people most days. In fact, on most days Reyna was lucky if she saw ten people by the end of the day. But despite the fact it was always slow, she didn't mind. Being at work gave her something to do, something to look forward to even, and that was better than a day spent at home alone any day. With a small smile, she pulled out her notepad and her pen, watching as the other tossed the paper on the ground. "What can I get you started with?" she asked, though it was genuine the question almost felt rehearsed. "My suggestion would be the coffee flavor of the month. We've only got about a week left before it's gone until next year." she shrugged. Offering the other a small smile again, she looked back at the paper on the ground and let herself sigh. "Also, I know you didn't ask for this, but might I suggest that whatever it is you're working on, just start writing? Even if it's just 'I don't know what to say' the words will come to you."

[braedenscarlett]

The crumpled paper annoyed Scarlett. She didn't let things go wrong for her. It drove her crazy, she was supposed to be the best at everything and how could a simple letter trip her up like this. Only once she she surrendered to failure, and that time had led her to this cafe and this discarded sheet. She was so lost in thought that it took her a few seconds to realize that the question was directed at her. "Yes, yes, I would take one." she didn't even ask what the flavor of the month was, but that didn't really matter to her right now. Scarlett was ready to tear off a new sheet of paper and start over, but the brunette's words made her laugh. "It sounds simple, but is it really applicable. I've always thought that serious letters need serious preparation. But maybe I'm not the person to speak on this subject." she said pointing to the blank piece of paper.

[osirismatthews]

ravi had been drinking coffee from just a table over as he heard the tap, tap, tapping of the pencil. it was something he was so used to hearing in the classroom and something he had found his own self guilt of from time to time. his nose had been buried in some papers he had been grading when he had looked up and over to see what the noise was coming from. finally a soft chuckle had escaped from him lips as he raised a brow. “everything alright over there?” he asked curiously.

[braedenscarlett]

Realizing she had someone's attention completely made Scarlett feel uncomfortable. She wasn't used to showing how nervous she was, and generally showing her feelings. It wasn't her style and she avoided it at all costs, but she had to admit that a lot of her problems stemmed from that very fact. She thought getting away from the hospital would help, that the change in environment would lighten up her mood. But that was certainly not the case and the ball of paper in front of her proved it. "I guess that's how writers feel when they have no inspiration." she shrugged and forced herself to daze, reaching for her coffee mug.

[devlishdx]

“Elodie, stop trying to feed playdoh to your sister!” Mattie's voice says from the kitchen, just as the doorbell rings through the house. The girls have been out for each other's blood today, and they fear it’s just that stage of their lives where it’s either love and cuddles between the two or cutthroat vengeance. Part of them finds it secretly amusing, they were his children, after all. Apparently, it was becoming quite a trend for random visits, but Mattie took most things in stride, even though they were also always fully prepared for whatever outcome. Still, Matthieu wiped their hands on the towel that was thrown over their shoulder and padded their way from the kitchen, through the living area, the foyer, and finally, they were at the front door.  It could’ve been a staff member, someone from the restaurant, their lawyer, or any number of people, especially in this town, where people sometime’s invaded too much personal space, so Matthieu was truly ready for anything that would show up at their front door.  Or, at least they thought they were. 

Matthieu Dixon was not prepared for Scarlett Braeden to be standing in front of them.  In fact, Matthieu could have never been prepared for this moment, as it was just as unexpected as the day she walked out on him, leaving them to raise two freshly born girls alone.  It took two minutes, a deep breath, and a sigh before Matthieu finally spoke, and all they said was “Scarlett?”

[braedenscarlett]

Scarlet stopped breathing. Her heart was beating so madly that she was sure even a random passerby would hear it. The ringing voices of her daughters could be heard from inside, and it took all her willpower not to rush to hug them, but she knew that would only frighten them. She was a stranger to them at that moment, and no matter how impatient she was, she had to stay away for now. Instead, she focused on Matt. Her eyes met his. His whole body had gone rigid in surprise, and there was an expression on his face that Scarlett couldn't quite recognize, but she didn't blame him. How often did ex-fiancés turn up on his doorstep, ex-fiances who abandoned him to raise their children. She stared at him for a long moment, remembering all the good times they had together, but she forced herself to push those memories away. They must remain deeply buried, as she had decreed years ago. She was here for Rosalie and Elodie now, and nothing had to distract her from her goal. She paced, summoning all her composure before opening her mouth to answer Matt. "Surprise." she said more nonchalantly than she had expected. Her gaze drifted to the inside of the house, trying to catch the words in the children's voices, but seconds later she returned to Matt again. "Can I come in?" she asked like this was the most normal thing in the whole world.

[noahsinclaxr]

“Fuck.” Alex muttered under his breath, his eyes shooting from left to right as he looked through the street he thought he knew like the back of his hand but had changed immensely. Granted, he had only been back a week, having settled in nicely in the shite apartment he was able to get his hands on with todays market. But he had missed this town for twelve years. He had heard about the fire, but hadn’t imagined it had caused that much havoc, it changed all he used to know. And that made acclimatising to the world that much harder. Almost made him long back for his one by two cell. “Excuse me.” He grumbled to the first person he saw from the corner of his eyes, taking long and fast strides towards them. “Where’s the nearest spot for a drink? Coffee or beer or whatever?” 

[braedenscarlett]

Ever since she’d moved to the town, Scarlette avoided going home,,if somebody could call a home the almost empty house she rented a week ago. She definitely didn't feel it as her place yet and she wasn't sure if she would ever did, so she spent most of her time at the hospital and use the house only for showers and sleep. Or before Matt's place hoping she would be able to catch a glimpse of the girls even for a second. Today wasn't different at all. She prepatred herself for her night shift and knowing she would need some energy she headed to the only coffee place she knew when she heard someone next her. "You can grab a coffee just around the corner" she pointed the direction. "This is my stop too, so you can join if you want."

[braedenscarlett]

Scarlett tapped her pencil nervously on the table, trying to collect her thoughts, her eyes stared at the blank sheet of paper in front of her. She'd never thought it was going to be so difficult but this letter for Matthiue and the girs was everything but easy. How she would be able to tell them everything just in these couple of lines which she didn't even write yet? Every time she put the pencil to the paper, her mind drew a blank. Her coffee had long been forgotten and was already cold but she didn't care. She was just so close to finally manage to start writting when she heard the steps approaching and she raised her eyes to see who it was, crumpling the already useless sheet into a ball.

[braedenscarlett]

@devlishdx

The house, the door, the shining window. All of them were already painfully familiar to her. Scarlett had come before. Or rather, she's been coming here every night for the past week. She could see Matt, Rosalie and Elodie. She wanted to go and hug them, but she didn't have the courage to do so. How could she show after so many years? Did they remember her? No way, the girls were too young and the memory of her must have faded from their minds a long time ago. And maybe it was better that way. She couldn't imagine how much she hurt them when she left without explanation, with only a note as proof that she was alive after all. The memory of that day made Scarlet shiver. She clenched and unclenched her fists several times, looking at the house with the same focused expression as the previous days. She was ready to leave again, to promise she herself she would ring the bell for real the next day, but she knew that if she kept this up, that next day would never come, so she took a deep breath and moved forward. She could delay no longer, and her whole being yearned to see and touch her children again. Before the bell she hesitated again, but she pressed it and waited with a heavy heart.

[braedenscarlett]

Meghan Markle / cis woman / She/her

Is that SCARLETT BRAEDEN that I see over there? Rumor has it that they are MATTHIEU DIXON'S EX FIANCE . You know they have quite the reputation of being the THE LOST SOUL around town. The 37 year old has been around these parts for TWO WEEKS and within that timeframe has landed themselves a job as a/an SURGEON AT RAVENSWOOD MEDICAL CENTER while living in SYCAMORE VILLAGE. I overheard that they can be quite INSECURE but their saving grace is that they are LOYAL. They remind me of LONG NIGHTS, WORRIED THOUGHTS, ROCK SONG but you’ll have to decide that for yourself

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