“sorry, sorry!” dylan jogged over to the other quickly. “sorry i’m late. i had to make a point to the swim coach that the tan/translucent looking swim caps they bought for us totally looked like if a bald cap and condom had a baby. takes ‘swimmers’ to a whole new meaning.. im sorry, that was crude.” the blonde chuckled, shaking her head as she finally sat down next to the other. “i thought it would take yanno like five minutes until they turned it into a twenty minute lecture on how grateful we should be that they bought us new ones... like i told them, im wearing the black one that makes me feel like katie ledecky.” dylan took a glance over at the other’s face to take a cue of how they were taking her whole story. “but anyway,” she began, “enough about my ‘eventful’ day.”
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After classes had ended for the day, Liam found himself sitting under what was quickly becoming his favorite tree on campus. He’d considered going home before work, but his gas tank was sitting nearly on ‘E’, and payday wasn’t for another two days. With campus being closer to work than home, he made the decision to stay where he was. With two hours to kill, Liam figured he’d use the time to his advantage, looking over his syllabi and getting a head start on his reading. He’d only just gotten completely settled when he noticed a piece of paper falling from a passerby’s bag. Standing, he snatched the sheet before the wind could, running to catch up with the stil-moving person. “Excuse me!” Liam shouted, closing the distance between them. “I’m sorry, but I think you dropped this!”
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“sorry, no, i don’t want to sign for the turtles. love them, but..” dylan started, lifting her hand as the other approached her. “oh! shit, thanks! thought you were one of the many ‘doing the earth’s work’ or whatever they’re calling it now.” she chuckled, taking the paper from the other and offering a small smile. “thanks though, seriously. if you don’t mind me asking... where exactly did you come from? like what direction? you must be really fuckin’ fast cause i didn’t even notice anyone near me.”
ramses: that’s why i love you, darling.
ramses: my dorm. asap. let’s get to drinking and dancing!
dylan: woah woah you’re forgetting the most important thing.. FOOD
dylan: ps. be glad you couldn’t make it to dinner with my dad
dylan: two words. burnt lasagna
marshall groaned and shook his head. “don’t laugh at my misery.” he whined and turned to her. “and yes, that was supposed to be flirting.” he clarified and sighed deeply. “i don’t really do well at that. i am mostly surrounded by female friends and teammates, i don’t really know what to do when i try to flirt. obviously.” he sighed and shrugged. “i just wanted to share my love to spa and wellness.”
dylan couldn’t help the small chuckle that slid past her lips. “i’m not trying to.. scout’s honor.” she teased, crossing her heart with two fingers. “here’s the thing, spa and wellness should probably be reserved for when you’ve been with the girl for a while... i’m just saying, if some guy came up to me and asked if i wanted to go to the spa with them, i’d be kind of convinced it would be some lame attempt to see me in a robe or laying naked on a table with a sheet barely covering my ass. i assume, that’s not what your intentions were or whatever, but probably not the best decision.” the blonde glanced over once again at the male, holding her hand out. "i’m dylan. girl expert.. cause yanno, im a girl.. and i mean im pretty good with the ladies too.” she teased, small smirk on her lips.
marshall hung his head in honest shame as the girl he had been trying to flirt with huffed and walked away. the red solo cup in his hand was lifted to his lips and he drank from the lukewarm beer. talking about his love for justin bieber and how he would love to take her out for a spa day. he may have mentioned mani-pedi’s. he was so used to being friends with women that he wasn’t exactly great at flirting with them. “well, underage drinking it is…” he mumbled to himself.
dylan had watched the whole event take place in front of her. she couldn’t help but feel sorry for him... the boy really did try. “well, that was kind of hard to watch.” she joked, pressing her back up against the wall next to the other. “what was that about mani-pedi’s?” the girl once again deciding to make a joke in attempts to lighten the mood. dylan brought her own drink to her lips, taking a small sip before glancing back over at the other. “you were trying to flirt with her, right?”
hello all! im allie and im SO excited to meet and plot with each of you! this is my babe dylan. she’s pretty much developed which makes it fantastic for me bc it gives me more time to plot and thread with each of you! below is a bit about her along with some connections that i’d love! like this or let me know if you’d like to plot!!
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All while being somebody, dylan davis is a nobody. She is remembered for her snarky comments and deadpan stares. She is known for her laugh in which you’d be very lucky to hear. She is known for the quiet kindness that she shares, but never really speaks of. She is known for her movie knowledge which spewed over from her sister’s ex boyfriend and his never-ending knowledge about the smallest details in movies. She is one person made up of many people’s attributes. She is the second daughter of three in the davis home. She is not only a lover, but a fighter, especially of injustice.
► basics;
Full Name: dylan rose davis
Age: twenty-four
Birthday: March 15
Sexual Orientation: pansexual
Relationship Status: single
Occupation:full time student, part time barista
► background;
Place of Birth: New York, New york
Hometown: New York, New York
Education:high school. working on degree in film
► physical;
Faceclaim: madelyn cline
Eye Color: brown
Hair Color:blonde
Height: 5′4
Tattoos, Birthmarks, Scars, etc: tattoos can be found here. scar on right leg, birthmark on left shoulder.
► relatives;
Father’s Full Name: john davis
Mother’s Full Name: elizabeth davis (birth mother. left when dylan was 4) wendy davis (step mother. who dylan considers her actual mother)
Siblings: mitch davis (half brother), sophia davis (oldest sister), lily davis (youngest)
Hobbies: swimming, writing, reading
Current clubs: book club, swim team
Favorite Music Genre: (70s/80s) rock
Favorite Movie: Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind
Pets: dog- talia
► connection ideas;
childhood friends: dylan moved here with her family when she was around the age of ten. she lived in new york up until that point. SO i’d love some friends that she grew up with! whether that’s in new york and they kept in touch (or maybe they didn’t) or they met when she moved here! 0/?
ride or die: someone dyl really lets her guard down for. she can be very guarded and keeps up her sarcastic self as much as she can, but with this person, she’s constantly laughing. maybe they have the same kind of banter and can joke around like that. maybe they’re very much opposites but for whatever reason it works. im totally okay with whatever! 0/1
friends: pretty self explanatory! maybe they have a class or two together. maybe they work together at the coffee shop. maybe they met through mutual friends. maybe they met while dylan was traveling. the possibilities are endless. 0/?
sibling like friends: this would be a person dylan considers like family. they have more of a brother sister bond or sister sister bond. this person could be older or younger! 0/?
friends of her siblings: dylan has an older brother named mitch, an older sister named sophia, and a younger sister named lily. these would be people who know her siblings or are friends with them. they could either also be friends with dylan or maybe they dont get along as great as they do with her siblings! 0/?
roommates: i have it somewhat hc that dylan lives in an apartment off campus with a few other people. probably two or three people. maybe they all get along, maybe they dont. im okay with whatever! i do imagine dylan gets along well/is friends with at least one of her roommates 0/2
exes: maybe they ended on a good note. maybe not so much. a high school fling or something serious? again, the possibilities are endless. 0/?
crushes/pining: listen, im always a sucker for some pining things. whether one side doesn’t know the other person’s feelings or there’s some unrequited things, sign.me.up. 0/?
ill come up with more as i think of them! if you have any ideas, dont be afraid to mention them to me!!!
