[ ryan destiny, cisfemale, she/her ] - was that chloe williams i saw by the lighthouse today? i heard that the thirty year old who has been in nightrest for her whole life and works as a model/owner of naiad boutique has a reputation of being ambitious, but also blunt. they reside in ashmore & people in town usually associate them with sketches, fabrics strewn around, a closet of heels, and selfies. let’s hope the killer doesn’t go after them next.
Chloe was born and raised in Nightrest, her parents settling there when they found out they were expecting. The early years of her childhood were full of laughter and love. Their home was always filled with music either from her father playing guitar, her mother on the piano, or young Chloe trying to join in with her singing. She loved her childhood growing up with her cousins in the same town made the place even more special.
What Chloe never anticipated was to question everything the day her mother up and left, no goodbye and a measly apology note. To say it wrecked her father was an understatement and Chloe felt the need to be strong not just for him but for the both of them. She became hardened, if it wasn't her father or cousins she didn't care. A lot of her friends grew tired of her attitude and anger and her circle grew even smaller.
She worked hard to excel in school though her passions lied in fashion. She started a blog cataloguing outfits she wore and pieces she made and as the rise of social media grew so too did Chloe's presence online. She was scouted to do a few photoshoots for campaigns in Boston while she was taking classes. That led to the next opportunity and then the next. She did finish school with a business degree but wouldn't use it as her modelling career took off.
Chloe loved this path and had big dreams about starting her own fashion line that seemed more and more possible. She met a man who loved her drive and almost rivalled it which she found attractive. When their hookups became more and more frequent she found herself catching feelings. The moment she brought up taking things seriously between them was when she found out he was married. Always the one trying to stay out of drama Chloe found herself right in the middle of it. The relationship continued with promises of divorce and sweet talk bringing her down. A year of inconsistencies and lies Chloe finally cut it off, hating the feeling of being the other woman and worse hating herself for being so naive.
As she settled back into a routine, serious about starting her line and scouting for shop space she got a call. The news of her father's stroke had her returning home without another thought. She was back in the town she'd grown up in a place she never saw herself opening up shop. She became her father's primary care taker and didn't tell anyone about his health.
headcanons/connections
Chloe opened up Naiad Boutique to keep herself busy and has been avoiding long lasting relationships given her history.
She's pretty active on Instagram and has brand deals continue on there, has asked friends and strangers alike to take her photo!
She's a good cook but rarely has people over unless they're really close
idk honestly she's open for any and all connects! can be bratty and annoying but when she cares, she cares deep!
location: ice skating rink
open to: everyone ( @nightreststarters )
“it’s been so long since i was last here.” she said as she stood there, waiting for the other to join her. ice skating had been a favorite of hers. when ever she had the time, she would try to go at least every so often. either alone or with someone she knew. the last time she had been there had been months ago. after everything that had happened, it was understandable. “ready to skate now?” she asked, raising an eyebrow as she looked at them.
"Me too," she tried to think back to when exactly it was and who she'd come with. It was before high school that was for sure and her ability to still know how to skate was up for debate. She was glad Anya had suggested and it was a good way to step away from what was happening in town and her life in general. "What are you saying I can't stay here and sit on the sidelines?" she laughed tying the laces on her skate. "If I fall flat on my face you'll tell me I'm still graceful right?" she grinned trying to stand up and maintain balance.
“.. Don’t ever let me drink like that again,” Bianca groaned, the pounding feeling in her head still present even after taking a couple painkillers. “I mean it. It’s all fun and games in the beginning, but the aftermath isn’t worth it.”
Chloe lightly chuckled at Bianca's comment as she finished off her bite of chicken, "C'mon, you'll be back there convincing me to take shots with you probably this week, maybe even tonight!" she laughed knowing the fun and hames were exactly what they didn't refrain from the night before. "See if you had just taken my sure-fire hangover cure you'd be right as rain!" The ingredients were far from appealing, but it worked. Whether that was a placebo effect was still being decided.
Theo let out a laugh hearing Chloe's words, shaking his head and taking a sip of his coffee. "Interviews not going well?" he asked. "If you need some help, I'm always down. Sure, I don't have any experience working in a clothing store, but I've modelled them before so that's gotta count for something right?"
"Not at all," she sighed dramatically as she settled into the empty seat across Theo. Finding help wasn't really the problem, given how many people she'd interviewed today alone, but it was finding good help. Chloe had a certain standard she set for herself, especially for her boutique, and she wanted anyone working there to have the same drive. "You've modelled?" she raised a brow at the new information.
"Please. You can't take your eyes off of me," he states like it's a matter-of-fact, taking off his sunglasses as he walks into the store. Aslan took his wardrobe seriously and buys the expensive stuff, thank you very much. "You almost done with your day?"
"Don't get me confused with one of your lil' girlfriends Nadir." Chloe quipped as she walks towards the register. "You know I can't stand you," her tone playful enough for him not to take the statement seriously. "Maybe, depends on why you need to know?"
Sawyer laughs, her eyes lifting up towards the dancers in front of them. It was her night off and she thought hanging out here wouldn't be so bad to get a mindset of how the clients felt about things. She had to start making more money to get Wyatt away from her. "I knew you'd love it." She smiles.
Her aunt had come to visit and had been helping out with her dad, hence the night out. Chloe hadn't known how much she needed the breather and she was glad to have Sawyer with her. The woman knew how to get the model to relax. "So how's your days been? I feel like I haven't seen you since that night at Medusa!"
"Stolen?" Chloe repeats with a grin not looking the slightest bit sorry for potentially ruining the end. Granted she could've said more, she really was the type to know information about books or shows or movies without investing a single second into the actual media. She enjoyed it better to have one of her friends give her a retelling fo the story. "Well how could I make it up to you? Wouldn't want you to leave here unsatisfied..." she trailed her smile softening.
It had been a busy day and the last thing she needed was for her car to start acting up. The last thing on her list was to pickup her father's medication and Chloe really didn't want to bother Kaylin. Her cousin had really been there for her as of late and she wanted to ease some of the load. So she called the only other person she trusted, at least with this. "Thanks for picking me up," she greeted walking towards where he waited.
It had been a long run tradition for Chloe to come to the bookstore and scour for old fashion magazines. They had been inspiration for her as long as she could remember and it had become an easy past time. Noticing a new face, a hot new face, took her attention away from the '92 Amica Magazine. "I've heard the ending to that is far from satisfying," she spoke as she approached him.
She'd been interviewing people all day for a position at the boutique. What with her dad and working on the next line she could use the extra hand. The majority of the people were students at Wardwell looking to prove to their parents or responsibility, or something because they were all unserious. "I wish I could clone myself," she sighed settling into the empty seat across Theo.
This wasn't necessarily her idea of fun and yet Chloe couldn't wipe the smile or stop the constant giggles that escaped her. As the dancer placed a sash on her before returning back to the stage, "Okay this wasn't your worst idea ever," she turned to Sawyer conceding.
"Thank you," Chloe nodded her thanks as she got down from the step stool. She had trouble all morning adjusting the string light that she had to replace. It was something she was putting off given who had helped her last time...but she was done thinking about him. "Can I offer you something in the store? Or I was about to get some coffee.." she offered turning to Derin after placing the stool back.
As the song came to a close Chloe held the note and let her arms fall in a dramatic fashion. She didn't stay on the stage too long, the applause carrying her as she made a beeline back to the table Vera was at. She lifted her glass for a sip to cover the smile that she couldn't quite wipe off. "So, what will your big number be?" The pair finding themselves there on karaoke night and enough teasing had resulted in hitting the stage.
