Jasper was dressed less glamorously than usual, with his shirt sleeves rolled up and donning an apron with the pub’s logo embroidered on the front. Tonight was busy, a lot more than usual, so naturally he was helping out where he could.
But when he heard his wife’s voice, a smile immediately spread across his face and he couldn’t help but play along. “I am married, as it happens. To the most beautiful, incredible, wonderful woman in the world. I don’t think she’d be pleased if-“
He purposely cut himself off as he turned to face Eva, his smile widening. “Oh, there she is now, looking as radiant as ever even after a busy day. How are you, my love? It’s wonderful to have you here.”
This particular game was one they’d joke around with every now and then, just for the fun of it… a way to amuse themselves or to spice things up, although they definitely didn’t need any help with the latter, that was for sure.
Eva watched her husband with a wicked grin as he indulged in her playfulness. “Damn right.” She responded proudly, a laugh elicited her lips that sounded almost melodic. “Well, it’s definitely better now. It was gruelling. I had to go in and resolve a few major headaches, but eh. I’m here with you now and that’s the only thing that matters right now.” Shrugging, she leaned in across the bar to press a soft kiss against his lips, relishing in the pure bliss of his lips on hers, even if it was momentary. “I’m really into this look you’ve got going on here… it’s very… sexy barman chic.” Unable to wipe resist another laugh, her hands gesturing to the apron the man donned. “Busy night?”
in dire need of inspiration to cure her writer’s block, anya took the liberty of taking a break from staring mindlessly at the blank document that had been taunting her all morning. perhaps a wander around the streets could spark some ideas? in fact, people watching and observing the world go by was partly to thank for some of the characters in her most famous films, she just hoped this time it would work in her favour.
an hour into her inspiration hunt, the blonde found herself browsing antiques, blue eyes scanning the selection of eccentric and well-loved items, many being at the very least fifty years old. hell, some even looked to be over a century year old… it was fascinating.
as she rounded the next table, her sight landed upon a stained glass lamp in the shape of a frog, immediately provoking a hearty chuckle to escape her before leaning slightly over to the person on the other side of the table. “you ever seen a lamp quite like this? it’s rather strange, but for some reason i’m suddenly overcome with the urge to buy it.”
at this stage in eva’s career, it was rare for her to have to stay late at the office, but every now and then an emergency would arise and while her team were more than equipped to deal with such matters, she was far too much of a perfectionist not to try to solve it herself.
after leaving the office, conveniently located a block away from her husband’s pub, the woman decided to walk down to pay him a visit — he had a knack for soothing her stresses just by being in her presence. plus, a stiff drink wouldn’t go astray either.
stepping into the familiar establishment, dark eyes scanned the vicinity before laying sight on jasper behind the bar. a soft smile instantaneously curved at her blush stained lips as she reached the counter. “hello, handsome. you single?” she cooed, her tone shamelessly flirtatious in an attempt to grab his attention.
✧ ⸻ hey, is that ROSAMUND PIKE i saw going for a walk in DOWNTOWN? no, it’s just ANYA CONWAY, a FORTY-NINE year old FILMMAKER from WASHINGTON, D.C.. SHE identifies as CIS WOMAN and a LESBIAN. they seem +PASSIONATE and -METICULOUS, always reminding me of an academy award sitting upon the mantle, listening to classical jazz on vinyl, black and white films from the 1950s. they’re most frequently seen at ALTA SIERRA COUNTRY CLUB going on about GOLFING and that’s okay because it’s been their thing for THREE YEARS. you’re going to love them!
𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐋
name: anya marguerite conway.
nicknames: ana, annie.
age: forty9.
birthday: may 7th.
hometown: washington, d.c.
current residence: downtown, coyote valley.
gender & pronouns: cis woman; she/her.
orientation: lesbian.
relationship status: divorced; currently single.
occupation: filmmaker.
𝐅𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐘
parents: bette conway, nee; dietrich ( mother; 66 years old, alive )
siblings: tba.
children: none.
𝐏𝐇𝐘𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐋
height: 5 foot 9.
build: slender.
hair color: blonde.
eye color: blue.
scars: ankle surgery scar on her left ankle.
piercings: both ears.
tattoos: tba.
𝐃𝐄𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐋𝐒
anya conway was born in washington, d.c. to her politician father and lawyer mother. she is the middle of three children, and spent the first 9 years of her life living in the nation’s capital before the family relocated to denver, colorado.
moving from the only home she knew to another state was difficult at first, as is usually the case for kids her age. it took a little while for her to settle in, but she made friends very quickly and easily, which certainly helped her adjust into her new life.
out of her siblings, anya had always been known as the more creative and artsy of the conway children, being drawn to artistic pursuits rather than the academic ones.
after graduating high school, she got accepted into juilliard to study filmmaking and made the move from colorado to new york city.
31 years later, anya was at the top of her game in her career and had an academy award for best director to show for it. she often traveled for work, but felt in need of a change of scenery, opting for the west coast. one would assume los angeles would be her destination, but she couldn’t think of anything worse. she wanted to escape the masses and the snooty types that seemed to linger in hollywood.
deciding on coyote valley as the perfect escape for her, she has lived in town for the past three years and has not only fallen in love with the place, but taken inspiration from the town when writing her next film.
open. capping at 5 (0/5) / @coyotestarters
location. local grocery store
when. sometime after midnight
Feeling particularly zomboid, Dmitri stood at the deli, staring into glass case after glass case of prepared food that had undoubtedly sat out all day long. A veritable smorgasbord of potential food poisoning. He should've ordered takeout. He should've placed an Instacart order. Really, he should've done anything other than go out in his sweats and hoodie at this hour, getting lost wandering through the supermarket with a basket full of coconut water, because why did those scraps of orange chicken sizzling under the heat lamp look sort of appetizing? Insomnia was seriously kicking his ass. "Think its worth the risk?" he asked someone nearby, catching sight of their movement from the corner of his eye. Or maybe he was just seeing things now. He'd buy that just as easily.
en route home from a late night at the office, eva made a pitstop on her way, unable to shake the craving for a grocery store panini that had sat at the back of her mind all evening, all thanks to the one too many glasses of whiskey in her system.
eyes glued on the coveted prosciutto, sun-dried tomato and mozzarella sandwich that sat pretty behind the glass, her focus zeroed in on it until the sound of a man’s voice captured her attention.
his question provoked her to let out a chuckle. “personally, i’m usually in favor of taking risks. you never know… this could be the best orange chicken you’ve ever tasted.” a shrug followed her statement. she knew that probably wouldn’t be the case, but there’d be no telling unless someone took the plunge and tried it. “hey, if you get it, i’ll buy a bowl too. now you’ve got me wanting to try it.”
"Too much of anything is bad, but too much good whiskey is barely enough. I think that's how the saying goes." He remarked with a half smirk - almost subtle like, while raising the shot glass in his hand obviously of Whiskey and raised it in cheers. "Here's to holding our own and not ending up like that guy." Ryder added as his hues scanned the room and landed on a patron who clearly had one too many. The guy in question was using the pool stick as what Ryder assumed was a wand and pretending to be Harry Potter.
mirroring the actions of the man by her side, eva lifted up her shot glass momentarily, the light from the chandelier hanging above them reflecting against the amber liquid that glistened within the glass. “i second that.” she chuckled, her gaze catching sight of an awfully inebriated patron making an utter fool of himself, immediately causing her to be overcome with secondhand embarrassment.
“so, tell me… what are we celebrating tonight? not that i need any excuse to indulge, of course.”
✧ ⸻ hey, is that MICHELLE YEOH i saw going for a walk in THE MEADOW? no, it’s just EVA LEUNG, a SIXTY-ONE year old REAL ESTATE TYCOON from HONG KONG. SHE identifies as CIS WOMAN and BISEXUAL. they seem +CONFIDENT and -ALOOF, always reminding me of the lingering scent of expensive perfume, a venus fly trap closing around its prey, an expansive collection of designer heels. they’re most frequently seen at HIGH DESERT CASINO & CARD ROOM going on about SCHMOOZING POTENTIAL CLIENTS and that’s okay because it’s been their thing for FIFTEEN YEARS. you’re going to love them!
children: two — one son (eldest) & one daughter (youngest).
𝐏𝐇𝐘𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐋
height: 5 foot 3.
build: slender.
hair color: dark brown.
eye color: brown.
scars: an incision line along her spine from spinal surgery she had at the age of 19 & a c section scar from the birth of her second child.
piercings: double piercings on both earlobes.
tattoos: none.
𝐃𝐄𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐋𝐒 ( triggers: cheating, divorce. )
born and raised in hong kong to malaysian parents of cantonese and hokkien ethnicity, eva is the eldest of six children. she comes from a family of humble means, and while they didn’t have much money, they had everything they needed and the kids all had happy childhoods.
at the age of 18, eva moved to the united states in search of the american dream. she settled in los angeles, which is where she studied, worked and hustled to get where she is today.
after getting her real estate license at 21, she worked her way up the hierarchy at los angeles’ most prestigious luxury real estate firm. she became known as one of the most successful and cutthroat agents around, and by her thirtieth birthday, she opened her own firm, which would be the first of six locations that she would eventually expand her business into.
while living in LA, eva met the man who would soon become her husband and the father of her two children. he was a wealthy financier who came from old money and for years, he had her absolutely smitten. all until his infidelity would come to light.
after 20 years of marriage, she filed for divorce, which became extremely messy. after that heartbreak, she swore she was never going to marry again…
…but that went completely out the window the moment she met jasper morgan many years later. she fell in love with him hard and fast, finally getting to experience the true love that felt like a fairytale.
they’ve been married for just over 7 years now and still behave as though they are newlyweds. she’s madly in love with him, but also incredibly protective too.
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