emma had been spending time away from work to enjoy some coffee and an old book on the tudor era. she sat alone one hand on her drink and the other holding her book open. her focus was trained on her book. she was probably the only person in the world that found that sort of thing interesting though. she was stopped in the middle of a page when she thought she had heard something. she looked to the person closest to her. “ i’m sorry, did you say something? ”
“ Sooo, Valentine’s Day is coming up… ” dory began, her and her friend’s surroundings obvious. granny’s diner was decked out in pink and red and hearts, the specials all love and valentine’s-themed. she herself was munching on a soft pink sugar cookie. “ do you have any sort of plans ? a date maybe ? ” her smile grew at the idea of someone being all cutsey and in love for the occasion.
emma looked at the girl with slight confusion for a moment. the realization hit her like a bullet. valentine’s day was something she hadn’t thought about for years at this point. she hadn’t cared about the holiday at all since college. it filled her with a slight amount of dread which was likely obvious by the look on her face. her eyes fell to the floor as she tried to focus on her shoes. “ uh... no... not really. i’m not really fond of the holiday. ” she muttered.
a look of pure concentration was stuck on their face as they still somehow managed to speak in a soft tone towards the puppies they were very obviously struggling to control, “ come on now just – just sit down – dobbie no, dobbie sit down, please. oh god do you speak english? i don’t know what language you speak little friend, please siéntate.”
emma watched the other with their dog for a moment. a soft smile formed on her lips. it was a rather adorable sight for the young woman. it took all her might not to squee. instead she regained her composure and approached them. “ you know, dogs can understand any language. ” she kneeled down next to the puppy and patted it’s head lightly. her voice was soft and sweet as she looked at the other. “ they just might be too young to understand ours yet, like how babies can’t really understand us right away. ”
Sally had been away from her father for a few months now, at least since Thanksgiving. It had been a fun time, she had a job and friends and even had a place to live thanks to Finn. Sally always found herself exploring whenever she had the free time though, she just liked to see what Apple Peak had to offer. She meandered down the sidewalk, her hands in her pockets as she walked. However, a sudden dip in the sidewalk caused her to lose her balance, and she fell right into something. More like someone. “Oof! Careful, there’s a divot in the sidewalk right there.” She warned, chuckling sheepishly as she looked up at the unfortunate person she had fallen into.
emma had gone for a quick run to the tea kettle to get a nice cup of coffee. it seemed like the perfect idea with how cold the weather was. she had a medium grey beanie covering the back of her head and ears, as well as an puffy, army green jacket. it was safe to say she was very prepared for the weather. her eyes were focused on the sidewalk in front of her but was startled by a person running into her. she tried to catch the other girl. “ thanks. i wasn’t watching where i was walking so the same thing likely would have happened to me. ” she said with a sweet smile as her eyes fell to where the lady was talking about.
that’s ( emma weaver ) walking down the street, the ( twenty-six ) year old, who looks like ( alia shawkat ). here in apple peak, they are a ( maid @ gracey manor ). some say she acts like ( emma ) from ( haunted mansion ), since she can be ( polite ), but also a little bit ( shy ).
emma isn’t quite sure where she was born, or if she has any siblings. she’s been an orphan for all her life as far as she knows. she was in an orphanage in northern maine, so she assumes that’s where she’s from. the orphanage was rather nice, and she never felt mistreated while she was there. she was even able to make friends. as the years began to pass though, she feared she would never be adopted. it was something that worried her to no end.
at age 10, she was finally adopted. she was sent to live with a lovely gay couple. both of her new dads were lawyers and were rather wealthy. they wanted a child that they could spoil. she didn’t mind because it was a nice change. her adoptive parents let her do whatever she wanted pretty much. they wanted her to do what made her happy, so they let her go to whatever college she wanted to. she ended up picking apple peak university. it was a rather emotional goodbye as the small family had grown rather close in the few years they had together.
she spent her time in college studying british history and literature. it was something she had enjoyed and thought was her passion. she wasn’t sure what she would do with it, but she did love it with all her heart. something else she loved was a young man she met while attending the school. they had begun dating, and it seemed to be going extremely well. they were together for most of her time in college.
one day though, he broke up with her out of nowhere. she was completely shocked, unsure of what to do. she fell into a deep depression. she lost all passion and motivation for everything. she even dropped out of college. with so much conflicting, she decided it was best not to go back to live with her dads. instead she worked odd jobs all over town in order to afford an apartment. it was the only thing she could do.
at some point though, she realized she was a bit of a neat freak that wasn’t the best with people. it’s why she had so much trouble sticking with a job. either her work setting was too messy, or she was forced to be around too many people. it worked out though that she found herself a job at gracey manor. she became his maid. it seemed like the perfect job. she was allowed to make her setting as neat and clean as she wanted. and the only time she really had to deal with people is when gracey hosts parties. otherwise she only has to deal with master gracey himself which isn’t too much of an issue for her.
she became rather close with him as she worked with him for a few years. he was exceptionally nice to her and was pleasant to be around. it honestly helped pull her out of her depression. she began to smile more and build back up her optimistic attitude. she was finally feeling fulfilled and passionate about her life again.
The Haunted Mansion → Aesthetics
“Welcome! Foolish Mortals, to the haunted mansion, I am your host, your ghost host. Here where you see paintings of some of our guests, as they appeared in their corruptible, mortal state. Kindly step all the way in please, and make room for everyone. Theres no turning back now… Your cadaverous parlour, betrays an aura of foreboding, almost as though you sense a disquieting metamorphosis. Is this Haunted room actually stretching? Or is it your imagination, hhmm?? And condsider this dismaying observation, this chamber had no windows, and no doors. Which offers you this chilling challenge, to find A WAY OUT! HAHAHAHAHHAHA!!!!! Of course, there’s always my way…”
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