[daphnemillcr]

james-elroy​:

As the woman approached him, James felt his brow furrow a little bit. Recalling faces and names these days were always a hit or miss for him but as he looked at her, there was something familiar. Though James truly had no idea what it was or if he really did know her or not. Like most things for him, it was simply a guessing game. “Yeah-” He finally breathed out, a hand coming up to rub at his cheek some. “I’m just… I think I’m lost.” James admitted with a short laugh- Did she know about his injury? Was she someone he knew? “It’s alright though, I’m sure I’ll figure it out sooner or later.” 

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“Do you want some help?” Though she found it slightly odd that he seemed lost, she didn’t question it. Sometimes, the memories lapsed. She herself was prone to often forgetting what she was saying mid-sentence. “I was just heading to get a cup of coffee... I can walk with you if you’re going in the same direction.” 

[daphnemillcr]

nellmiller​:

where: school, daphne’s classroom

when: parent/teacher meeting day, by the end of it

with: daphne miller ▬ @daphnemillcr​

Eleanor found it adorable how much Emma was embarrassed by her presence during parent and teacher meeting at the high school. Eleanor was by far the youngest mother among Emma’s friends’ mothers which had always left room for imagination and judgement, things which Eleanor stopped caring a long time ago. She always found ridiculous when those older men hit on her anyway▬ especially when Noah was not around, like that day. Still, she loved those meetings, because it was her chance to hear from other people and some people who went to school with her how good of a student Emma was and how they all had big hopes for the girl’s future. She was there the whole morning while Emma was off in other projects with friends, or whatever she said she was doing.

When time was finally up, Eleanor gave her daughter some money so she could go to the movies with her friends and almost laughed loudly when one of her friends was openly flirty with her. Eleanor would then make the short walk to the elementary school building and quickly find her sister’s classroom. When it came to those kids, some moms were even her age, it always made Eleanor wonder if she would fit in better in that environment and if Emma was a bit younger. Dismissing her thoughts when she arrived at her destination, Eleanor knocked lightly on the door before opening up. “What’s up, loser?” She grinned at her sister, walking over to her desk. “Are you done here? Thought we could go have coffee, or any kind of food, really. Your terrible niece has deserted me for the rest of the day.”

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Parent/Teacher conference day was perhaps the only thing about teaching that Daphne disliked --mostly due to the parents themselves. Some were great and understanding, some complained that their precious angel received a C+ on a paper that was clearly cranked out the night before. After her fair share for the day, the brunette felt like she was ready to drop. The sight of her sister in the doorway to her classroom was a welcome sight. 

“Who’re you calling a loser,” she murmured with a good natured smile. Daphne tucked an errant strand of hair back from her face. “You’re in luck --I was done 10 minutes ago, I just needed to collect my thoughts. I’m exhausted.” 

[tr33-g1rl]

weird asks that say a lot

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1. coffee mugs, teacups, wine glasses, water bottles, or soda cans?

2. chocolate bars or lollipops?

3. bubblegum or cotton candy?

4. how did your elementary school teachers describe you?

5. do you prefer to drink soda from soda cans, soda bottles, plastic cups or glass cups?

6. pastel, boho, tomboy, preppy, goth, grunge, formal or sportswear?

7. earbuds or headphones?

8. movies or tv shows?

9. favorite smell in the summer?

10. game you were best at in p.e.?

11. what you have for breakfast on an average day?

12. name of your favorite playlist?

13. lanyard or key ring?

14. favorite non-chocolate candy?

15. favorite book you read as a school assignment?

16. most comfortable position to sit in?

17. most frequently worn pair of shoes?

18. ideal weather?

19. sleeping position?

20. preferred place to write (i.e., in a note book, on your laptop, sketchpad, post-it notes, etc.)?

21. obsession from childhood?

22. role model?

23. strange habits?

24. favorite crystal?

25. first song you remember hearing?

26. favorite activity to do in warm weather?

27. favorite activity to do in cold weather?

28. five songs to describe you?

29. best way to bond with you?

30. places that you find sacred?

31. what outfit do you wear to kick ass and take names?

32. top five favorite vines?

33. most used phrase in your phone?

34. advertisements you have stuck in your head?

35. average time you fall asleep?

36. what is the first meme you remember ever seeing?

37. suitcase or duffel bag?

38. lemonade or tea?

39. lemon cake or lemon meringue pie?

40. weirdest thing to ever happen at your school?

41. last person you texted?

42. jacket pockets or pants pockets?

43. hoodie, leather jacket, cardigan, jean jacket or bomber jacket?

44. favorite scent for soap?

45. which genre: sci-fi, fantasy or superhero?

46. most comfortable outfit to sleep in?

47. favorite type of cheese?

48. if you were a fruit, what kind would you be?

49. what saying or quote do you live by?

50. what made you laugh the hardest you ever have?

51. current stresses?

52. favorite font?

53. what is the current state of your hands?

54. what did you learn from your first job?

55. favorite fairy tale?

56. favorite tradition?

57. the three biggest struggles you’ve overcome?

58. four talents you’re proud of having?

59. if you were a video game character, what would your catchphrase be?

60. if you were a character in an anime, what kind of anime would you want it to be?

61. favorite line you heard from a book/movie/tv show/etc.?

62. seven characters you relate to?

63. five songs that would play in your club?

64. favorite website from your childhood?

65. any permanent scars?

66. favorite flower(s)?

67. good luck charms?

68. worst flavor of any food or drink you’ve ever tried?

69. a fun fact that you don’t know how you learned?

70. left or right handed?

71. least favorite pattern?

72. worst subject?

73. favorite weird flavor combo?

74. at what pain level out of ten (1 through 10) do you have to be at before you take an advil or ibuprofen?

75. when did you lose your first tooth?

76. what’s your favorite potato food (i.e. tater tots, baked potatoes, fries, chips, etc.)?

77. best plant to grow on a windowsill?

78. coffee from a gas station or sushi from a grocery store?

79. which looks better, your school id photo or your driver’s license photo?

80. earth tones or jewel tones?

81. fireflies or lightning bugs?

82. pc or console?

83. writing or drawing?

84. podcasts or talk radio?

84. barbie or polly pocket?

85. fairy tales or mythology?

86. cookies or cupcakes?

87. your greatest fear?

88. your greatest wish?

89. who would you put before everyone else?

90. luckiest mistake?

91. boxes or bags?

92. lamps, overhead lights, sunlight or fairy lights?

93. nicknames?

94. favorite season?

95. favorite app on your phone?

96. desktop background?

97. how many phone numbers do you have memorized?

98. favorite historical era?

[daphnemillcr]

james-elroy​:

@somertonstarter​ Where: Downtown Bridgeport

It was an odd thing, to be lost in a town where he had spent his entire life. But as much as he hated, it, this was the new norm for James. Getting lost, not remembering where he was going, how to get from one place to another, so much of it was lost on him these days. When he had set out to grab a coffee that morning, he had known where he was going. But a few minutes into his journey and James felt it slip from his mind. It was one of those things he was slowly getting used to, knowing that there was nothing that could be do about it. He could either keep going and get more lost or take a moment and try to regroup, see if he concentrated hard enough, that he could figure out where he had been heading. Not wanting to block the flow of people on the sidewalk, James moved over against the side of a building for a moment, a look of absolute confusion on his face as he tried his best to remember how the hell to get to the coffee shop.

Daphne was no stranger to Somerton --despite her years in college, she still managed to know every inch of the town, every secret nook and cranny. She’d been planning on hitting up the grocery store after work to restock on some necessary items, however her need for caffeine caused her to take a small detour. As she strolled down the street, she caught sight of James (they were both natives, how could she not recognize him?) and paused. “Hey, you alright?” 

[daphnemillcr]

NAME: Daphne Miller

AGE: 28

GENDER & PREFERRED PRONOUNS: Female, She/Her

FACECLAIM: Lucy Hale.

HOW LONG HAVE THEY LIVED IN SOMERTON?: Her whole life (barring college)

OCCUPATION: 7th Grade Teacher at Somerton Middle School

WHERE DO THEY LIVE?: Bridgeport

THREE POSITIVE TRAITS: Amicable, Perceptive, Witty

THREE NEGATIVE TRAITS: Over-analytical, Self deprecating, Stubborn

BIOGRAPHY: 

(death mention tw. )

Since she was able to comprehend nicknames, Daphne Miller has been indignant on being called Daphne and Daphne only. Of course, her family are the only people with the sacred honor of calling her Daph. Born as the 6th of the 7 Miller children, Daphne made her grand entrance into the world in the middle of a snowstorm at the stroke of midnight on New Years Eve, making her both a Capricorn as well as the first baby born in Somerton in 1993. Her father deemed her destined for greatest, her mother fondly called her headstrong —Daphne’s parents had been at a family party only hours before her mother had gone into labor. The couple had at least wanted to share a New Year’s kiss, but Daphne had managed to derail their plans.

Naturally, being the second youngest in such a large family had both its perks and pitfalls. Daphne’s childhood was a fairly happy one. Her parents were upstanding members of the community and she was never want for company. Daphne was doted on and always had someone to play with, be it her younger sister or older siblings, but often felt coddled to a fault. There were times where she felt like she was handed things rather than working hard for them —her weekly allowance, for instance. She held herself to a high standard in order to make herself stand out in the Miller’s brood of 7, sometimes going over and above in when it came to her schooling and extracurricular activities.

Nonetheless, there was never a shortage of love in her family, which was definitely a perk. They helped each other through the difficult times, such as the tragic death of their aunt, and were supportive in all their triumphs. Her mother inspired her to become a teacher and the Millers threw a huge party when Daphne was accepted to her dream school and subsequently another party once she received her teaching degree from Columbia University. Thanks to her mother’s connections, she was able to secure a spot teaching 7th grade at Somerton Middle School.

However, Daphne didn’t merely coming back from New York City with a teaching degree —she also came back with an engagement ring on her left hand.

It was a love story for the ages —he was a photographer working on an editorial piece and stopped her on the street to ask if he could take a picture of her for his project. Lightning stuck, they exchanged information, and the rest was history. Her fiancé willingly relocated to Somerton, thinking he would be able to uproot his whole life and career in a big city to a small picturesque town and for awhile, it worked. They were planning the wedding, thinking of the future… And then, Daphne’s beau received the job offer of a lifetime and while she selfishly wanted him to stay, she knew it ultimately wasn’t possible. Their breakup was devastating and it’s something Daphne still hasn’t quite recovered from and luckily, her family is standing by to support her.

Heartbreak aside, Daphne has a life that she appears to love (although occasionally, she wonders if she really wants to be a teacher or if it’s because she wants to impress her mother). She lives in a cute apartment in Bridgeport with her dog, Penny, and continues to shape the minds of her students (and keep a close eye on her niece, Emma).

WANTED CONNECTIONS: 

I’ve got to update this, but a n y t h i n g from this list! She’s a local and part of a rather well known family, so the sky’s the limit! 

Notable connections not necessarily listed: 

The rest of her siblings

Her ex-fiance (I’ll be submitting a WC eventually) 

Fellow teachers