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skovgaards-deactivated20200312

location: coffee house

open: @devinstonestarters

Despite moving to Devinstone a year ago, Mathias was still largely dissatisfied with the cafés in the area. He longed for the grungy yet aromatically gifted shops of New York. The ones with the burnouts out front and the tatted baristas at the register as classic rock wafted through the establishment. In a town like Devinstone, though, such places didn’t exist. Perhaps that should be his next venture, he thought to himself, a grimy coffee shop. Stepping into Coffee House, the heat of the interior instantly warmed him up from the brisk coolness of the outside. Unbuttoning his coat, he allowed it to hang open as he shifted his weight to one foot, scanning the menu for appeal. He wasn’t a fan of americanos, but an espresso was too small for his cravings at the moment. He approached the cashier. “An americano. Make it the strongest thing you’ve got.” After swiping his card, he moved to the side. Lost in his own thoughts for an upcoming design, Mathias subconsciously reached for the drink being handed out by the barista before realizing his mistake. Dropping his hand, he indicated to the person next to him. “I think that’s for you.”

ethan--sinclair

Ethan was late per usual. School was done for the day but he was late of course for rehearsal. His students knew his routine by now. Even though Ethan didn't have to be at school until 12:00 PM, there was still a bunch of things he had to do and get done. With papers in his hands, more like scrips and his work bag in the other, Ethan felt like he was rushing which he wasn't. This always happened, this was his routine. Instead of going to Cup Of Joe's like he does almost every afternoon, the Theater Teacher decided to go to Coffee House instead. This was a coffee shop he hasn't been in a while. He missed it, but he didn't miss the service. It wasn't that bad, but for some reason Ethan always seemed to get his coffee last.

Feeling a bit overwhelmed, the older male took a deep breath and ran his fingers through his hair. Gripping onto the scrips in his one hand tightly, hoping not to let go, he jumped a little when he heard someone open their mouth to speak "Oh.. I yeah.. thanks. I almost forgot what I ordered." Ethan joked, and then laughed a little. Taking the cup from the other male, Ethan nodded his head and smiled in return “Thank you, again. Im a little all over the place.”

#(interactions)#(ft: mathias skovgaard)

loganxxwallace-deactivated20200

Location: Rocco’s

With: Anyone ( @devinstonestarters )

“And I said, that’s utter bullshit.” Brandon shook his head, “I couldn’t believe my ears. This guy was telling me that he was framed for his wife’s murder,” he commented on the case that just wrapped up. While Devinstone was typically nicer than most places he had been, it still came with it’s bad apples in the bunch. “You know, you want to believe people when they say that, I try to believe people are inherently good,” he scoffed, “yet after working this job for the last ten plus years, I know that people are full of shit too.” Brandon went on with the lift of his hands as he brought the beer to his lips. “Needless to say, he’s not seeing outside of a cell for the rest of his life. It was a long fuckin’ case and this beer to celebrate is just me getting started.”

ethan--sinclair

Ethan was sitting at the bar, his arms were folded across his chest. With his free hand, the thirty-six year old was taking a sip of his beer when he heard the other male open his mouth to speak. "This is Devinstone we're talking about here. A guy was framed for his wife's murder? I think if that had happened, it'd be on the front page and in the news. The town would have a field day with something like that. At least, I think it would anyway." Ethan joked but was being half serious. Rubbing his thumb on the rim of his beer bottle, Ethan tried to concentrate on what Brandon was saying next. Although his town can get boring at times, the New Yorker loved Devinstone more than anything and always got so excited to hear what his friends had to offer. Placing his lips against the bottle of beer, he took a hard swing and then took a breath. "You've been a detective for that long?" Ethan questioned, surprised to say the least. He didn't know many within that profession, and Ethan was always glad when he did know someone with that profession. He found being a detective of officer or cop quite interesting, even though the male never really knew the difference. Clearing his throat for a second, he continued with "Wait so he was framed for his wife's murder or he wasn't?" Ethan questioned again, this time raising his eyebrows as he was a little confused "I'm a little confused here. You lost me for a bit man."

#(interactions)#(ft: brandon wallace)#hi hello! i hope this is ok

Ethan wanted to see her. He wanted to see Elena because he needed to tell her a few things. There was a lot going on and the thirty-six year old had felt super stressed. She was always someone who he could go too and he'd forever be grateful for her. Though, Ethan did feel like things were awkward since he admitted that he was falling in love with her when he knew that he absolutely shouldn't be. It was his own fault, but Ethan wanted to make sure they were okay

Meeting her at Cup Of Joes, since the New York Native didn't have to be at the High School until late. Once arriving at Cup Of Joe's, he ordered his coffee and ordered Elena's coffee thinking he knew her oh so well and the former Broadway star sat there with the cup in his hands, waiting for her. Feeling nervous, Ethan texted her to wonder if she was still coming. @elenaharpcr

#(interactions)#(ft: elena harper)#HAVE THIS NERVOUS SMOLL BEAN!#look at this fool! lol this is awful but i wanted to get something up

miadelcre

Location: Rocco’s Time: Evening, 8pm-ish Tagged: @devinstonestarters

She should have known better than this, shouldn’t she? Going out with a persistent barista, probably fifteen years her junior, who’d written his number on her cup of coffee every day for the past week had seemed like a good idea at the time, if only to get to dress up for a night and have some carefree fun. But she’d already gone through one drink, her second one nearing empty and he was nowhere to be seen, with zero texts or calls letting her know he’d either be running or late or wouldn’t make it. Honestly, she felt like a complete fool, with her face all done up and a pretty little, black cocktail dress on for once. She was too old to get stood up, wasn’t she? Ugh.

“How long until you know you’re being stood up?” she turns to the nearest person, almost cringing at her own awkward question. “Are we talking half an hour, hour? Because I’m nearing the hour mark.”

ethan--sinclair

Ethan had just finished getting coffe and had just finished up double checking everything for Opening night on Monday for the High School. He was a nervous wreck and all Ethan wanted to do right now was drink. Hating to admit it, sometimes one sip of beer helped Ethan calm down. It was strange and didn't make sense, but it did to him. So he decided o go to Rocco's. The first bar he tried in Devinstone when he first turned 21.

This was one of his favorite bards and the thirty-six year old always smiled back on the memories whenever first walking in that front door. Grabbing a table, he took a deep breath and ran his fingers through his hair. Swallowing hard, Ethan felt his eyes closing. To say the man was tired was an understatement. Getting lost within his thoughts, almost forgetting to order a drink, Ethan looked at the women who began to speak. Sighing, Ethan wasn't sure how to answered this question. He's been stood up too many times, however the brunette couldn't figure out how to answer the women. "Give it two hours. That's usually how long it takes me to realize that Ive been stood up." He admitted out loud, it wasn't something that Ethan liked to admit because he was supposed to be the golden boy, but he shrugged his shoulders "You want to get a beer or something?" He questioned and smiled softly a little.

#(interactions)#(ft: mia delcre)

georgielarue

Location: Outside Cup o’ Joe

Time: Evening

Tagged: @devinstonestarters

Georgie was clumsy. There was no real denying in that. But this time she really outdid herself.

A quick run inside to get a cup of coffee on her way home, how wrong could that go, right? Parking her car close to the coffee shop, she made the brilliant decision to leave everything inside the vehicle and just get out with her keys and wallet, something so simple that wouldn’t take her more than five minutes to do so, and she was right! Before she even realized, she had paid for her drink and was on her way back to her car, already dreaming of her sweats and comfy couch, and holding her coffee to go in one hand and her wallet in the other, she was fishing for her car keys in her pocket, distracted by a car honking on the street that she didn’t see the crack on the floor, tripping on her own feet and dropping her car keys, which graciously decided to fall into. the. drain.

“Fuck.” She was in so much trouble now.

ethan--sinclair

He had finished up for the night. It wasn't like he was grading papers because that wasn't what a theater teacher did. Ethan had to make sure that the props were all in order and that the costumes were almost finished. The Spring production of Les Miserables was happening soon at the local High School and the man was stressed. It was one of his favorite musicals, so Ethan had to make sure that this was perfect and went amazingly.

Since it was getting late and the sun was going down, Ethan desperately needed a cup of coffee. Being one of the last to leave the High School, Ethan got into his car and drove over to Cup Of Joe's. Wanting so badly to work on the scrip and correct his students problems, Ethan needed coffee for this. That was always his motivation whenever needed to stay up late.

Once getting into the parking lot for Cup Of Joe's, his car was parked behind another who happened to beep at a women. He rolled his eyes but realized the brunette tripped. Finally parking, he opened his door and walked over to see if she was okay. "I'm sorry but.. I just saw that whole thing. Are you alright?" He questioned, softly and locked his car.

#(interactions)#(ft: georgie wallace)

daphnemillcr

Location: Poppy Petals.

Time: Day.

Tagged: @devinstonestarters.

“Listen, I know it’s gonna sound silly, but…” Lucy smiled as she admired a bouquet of roses, speckled with baby’s breath. “Maybe flowers can’t solve all your problems, but they sure are a start.” Nothing made her feel better than taking stock of what Poppy Petals had to offer, be it for herself or a client. “Alright,” she murmured, looking away from an array of peonies. “Y’got my attention. What’s up?”

ethan--sinclair

It's been a while since Ethan was in the flower shop. The last time was for his mom who just had a birthday. Usually for his twin sisters and mother, for their birthdays Ethan would buy them flowers and gift cards to their favorite stores. It was a tradition he started after winning his first Tony award, because his mother and sisters bought him flowers. Now he repays them.

However, this time he was here to send them to his sisters. Hearing a familiar voice, Ethan rolled his eyes and laughed a little. Watching his cousin as she was looking at the peonies, Ethan folded his arms across his chest and sighed "You know.. the last time I bought roses for someone it was for my ex girlfriend. You know.. the one who cheated on me?” He laughed and realized that Lucy has pretty much been there for him since day one. “Sarah and Sadie’s birthday is coming up. I always get them flowers but I dont know which kind. Help.” Ethan said out of desperation and tried to decided which kind of flowers to get this time.

#(interactions)#(ft: lucy sinclair)#i hope this is okay!!

a long overdue intro on my first bb ethan oliver sinclair! sorry that i'm always super late af to the party ya'll. but please love him lol. if anyone wants to plot, feel free to message me.

full name: ethan oliver sinclair

date of birth: september 22nd 1983

birthplace: new york city, new york (upper east side)

occupation: high school theater teacher (retired broadway star)

relaitonship status: single

tw: grandparent death, tw: cheating?

#devinstone.intro #tw: cheating #tw: death

devinstonerpg

INTRODUCING,

NAME: Ethan Sinclair.

AGE: Thirty-six.

GENDER/PRONOUNS: Cis male, he/him.

ORIGINALLY FROM: New York City, NY.

OCCUPATION: High School Theater Teacher.

CURRENT RESIDENCE: Braeswood.

“Music is the glue of the World, it holds it all together.”

BIOGRAPHY,

Trigger warnings/content warnings: grandparent death, heart attack

On September 22nd back in 1983, the golden child of the Sinclair family was born. From the moment that Patrick and Natalie had welcomed their third child, a baby boy named Ethan into the family, the couple knew that he was going to be something special. The moment Ethan opened his beautiful eyes, there was a certain sparkle that made him a name to remember. Even the nursers and his mothers doctor said Ethan Sinclair was a name to look out for. Having two older siblings, identical twin sisters named Sarah and Sadie, the two couldn’t of been more excited to meet the newest addition to their family, their little brother. Natalie and Patrick’s family was complete for a while, and growing up Ethan did become just that, the golden child of the Sinclairs.

His childhood was pretty much normal, although he got straight A’s throughout school and was on the baseball and basketball team, Ethan was overall a happy go lucky kind of kid. Always getting his hands dirty, he made memories with his sisters. He got along with his older sisters, and now his two younger brothers Henry and Adam. Being an older brother was one of his favorite things, Ethan always loved being able to be there for them in a way that their parents couldn’t. Ethan loved his siblings and parents more than anything, and to him, family had always come first.

However, it wasn’t until he was in 7th grade when Ethan realized what he loved more than anything in the whole wide World was being on stage. His middle school at the time, had decided to put on a production of The Wizard Of Oz, and when he got the part of the Scare Crow while auditing as a joke to his friends, Ethan had fallen in love for the very first time. He loved the feeling he got whenever he was on stage, he didn’t even realize he could sing, let alone act. When the show was over and done with, he begged his parents to put him in dancing and signing lessons.

Being the proud and excited parents that they were, Natalie and Patrick couldn’t of been happier to watch their son grow within his new passion and they couldn’t of been more proud for it to be the arts. The Sinclairs came from money on Patrick’s side, and when Ethan’s grandfather Roger had found out about his grandsons new passion, he deiced to spoil him within the arts. Giving him singing lessons, acting lessons, anything you can think of. Ethan loved every minute of it, and was forever grateful for his parents and grandfather for being so supportive. Still on the baseball and basketball team, and always getting straight A’s Ethan always took on whatever he conquered and he succeeded most of the time which is why he was considered the golden boy of his family.

At the age of 20, after graduating from highschool and starting his freshman year of college at New York University, Ethan had finally decide to bite the bullet and try out for Broadway. Sure it was going to be one hell of an experience, but good or bad Ethan was going to make the best of it. Ethan was unsuccessful at first while trying out, but it wasn’t until his junior year at NYU when he auditioned for the role of Dimitri in Broadway’s hit Anastasia, and getting the role. It earned him major recognition in the World of theater and earned him a Tony nomination for best actor in a leading role, which he won for. Since the whole Broadway thing was going well, Ethan still decided to stay in school and major in musical arts while also majoring in educational theater.

After graduating New York University with now two Tony awards under his belt, Ethan had decided to take a brake from being on stage and move out to where his grandfather Roger Sinclair, the owner of a beautiful home in Devinstone, Massachusetts have lived. Ethan and his siblings spent their summers in Devinstone with their grandfather, and always made the best kind of memories.

When his grandfather sadly and suddenly past due to a heart attack, it was in Roger’s will that Ethan would take hold and take care of the family beach house that Ethan grew up in during the summer time. At first, of course his siblings were annoyed with this but they got over it once they realized it only made sense for Ethan to live there. Now retired from Broadway and New York City, he spends his time in Devinstone at the local high school’s theater teacher.

+ hardworking, talented, kindhearted. - cocky, messy, lonely.

PLAYED BY: Reese.

FACE CLAIM: Aaron Tveit.

#(about)#(&. i''m just me: ethan)