he’s right, of course, and charlotte heaves a small sigh as she glances down at her cup and slips a cardboard sleeve over the container to cover the misspelling. “ yeah — good point, ” she glances over and raises a brow in question, “ so if they spell your name with an h and an o instead of an a, are they ahead of their times? ”
he lets out a laugh , followed by a roll of his eyes , quick and barely noticeable . ‘ no , charlotte , then they’d just be illiterate . trust me , i’m a writer , i know my shit . ’ ronan responds , shooting her a playful glare as he reached over to grab his iced coffee from the counter . taking a sip of his drink , he nods as the corner of his lips curl up in satisfaction before returning his focus back to charlotte . ‘ aside from the misspelled name disaster , how’ve you been ? i mean , aside from missing me and all . ’
Gastown was one of Georgia’s favorite places in town, the architecture of it was enchanting, as well as the many boutiques that lined the streets. Retail therapy was the only therapy Georgia had learned to rely on as a teen and right now that was all she needed. Exiting a shop, Georgia pulled her shades and floppy hat back on, stopping by one of the ornate lampposts to check her messages when someone rammed into her. “Watch it!” Georgia glared at the person, her phone almost falling at the impact when she recognised the man standing in front of her. Fuck, why did she keep bumping into ghosts from her past, is this what her manager had in mind when she sent Georgia back home? Seeing Ronan after so many years hurt, more than she would ever admit to. It was all her fault though and wasn’t karma just lovely, apparently this week the universe had chosen to keep torturing her with all the mistakes she’d made. “It’s fine,” she mumbled, at a loss for words. Ronan was the one person who had never done anything to deserve the way Georgia treated him, the one friend who had been there no matter what bullshit her family threw at her. Shifting on the spot, she really didn’t know what to say so she went with the obvious. “How’s it been? You look good.”
he had to restrain himself from rolling his eyes to the back of his head — of course , in spite of the two having gone years without speaking , georgia would approach their conversation as though nothing had gone awry between them . as familiar as ronan was with georgia’s avoidant tendencies , he still felt just as attached to everything else he’d grown up with . the bitter parts of his heart never won , always outweighed by the rest of himself that would remain eternally soft and grateful for all that georgia and her family had done for him . and so , he stayed stagnant , jaw still sewn shut and arms now folded across his chest . after waiting a moment , allowing the silence to speak , ronan finally broke his stillness . ‘ thanks —means a lot coming from you , miss hollywood . ’ he retorted , eyes focusing on anything but hers . ‘ you , on the other hand ... ’ his gaze travelled up to finally meet georgia’s brown hues hidden under her meek disguise as he continued , ‘ you aren’t lookin’ too good , huh ? what’d they do to you over there ? ’ just because ronan would always have a soft spot for georgia didn’t mean he couldn’t have his fun .
though ronan had been residing in gastown for years , he never ran out of reasons to stay in love with the neighbourhood . with miscellaneous coffee shops and restaurants , tourists and locals alike walking the streets in fascination , the distinct steam clocks whistling every hour , he was constantly looking for reasons to be outside . this afternoon was particularly crowded , the tour bus parked along across the street catching ronan’s attention , a small smile making its way onto his face as he watched excited tourists rush out with cameras in hand . the moment was cut short as he blindly rammed into a passing figure rather forcefully . ‘ sorry, i wasn’t — ’ he paused mid sentence , eyes catching up with the incident and brain quickly processing . for a face he knew so well ( from all the years of accidentally falling asleep and waking up next to one another ) , the time it took for ronan to recognize the person before him was far too long . although , to be fair , it was clear she had put in some effort into putting on a disguise . ‘ — i wasn’t paying attention . ’ he finally finished , eyes slightly wide and the rest of his expression frozen in place .
There were few things in life that brought Brendan any semblance of joy anymore, but one of those few things was taking the Skytrain. It was an odd thing to take pleasure in sure, but it was a good way for him to avoid thinking about his own life, and think about the lives of the people around him instead. This particular ride offered a wide variety of different people to observe and wonder about, as the Skytrain was quite packed. He was so caught up in his people watching, that it took Brendan a moment to realize that someone was now standing quite near him due to the lack of available seats. Sighing a bit to himself at the impending social interaction he was about to partake in, he moved his bag from the seat beside him. “You uh…can sit here, if you want.” He said to the person without really looking at them.
ronan went out of the way to take the skytrain — while some found the process long and uncomfortable , he was constantly trying to find any excuse to take the skytrain . the bustle of people from all walks of life coming in and out with the occasional spat between two particularly aggressive individuals in a rush , the views of high-rises and the water all made for a unique experience with every single ride . he stood awkwardly , not entirely certain how to place himself amongst the crowd of passengers , hesitant to take up space where he wasn’t welcome . fortunately , his hyper-awareness of how much time he took up was cut short by an invitation to sit . not in any position to argue , ronan simply flashed the other a smile of gratitude and sat down next to them in relief . he didn’t mind passing interactions , but always found the silence uncomfortable , even when conversation wasn’t necessary . ‘ so how’s your day goin’ ? pretty crazy here today , huh ? ’ ronan turned to the man next to him , a confident grin plastered across his face despite the awkwardness of it all .
“ uh— ” gaze looks at the cup in her hand, a bemused expression crossing her face before she lets out a little laugh and shakes her head. “ —-who spells charlotte with and s? ” like whatever, this isn’t going to effect her day at all but seriously people?
‘ to be fair , if not for how fucked up the english language is , charlotte with an s would actually make way more sense . ’ he glanced down at the cup in the hands of the woman standing next to him , waiting for his own drink ( hopefully with his name spelt correctly ) . ‘ i personally think the guy was just ahead of the times . ’
some connection ideas !! if ur interested in any of these , hit me up !
— a roommate !! livin in gastown doesn’t come cheap . i have some ideas n musings but can discuss if anyone is interested
—best friend / brotp / you get the picture !! because who.... doesn’t need one.... so many dynamics can be done with this please >:)
— his muse !! even tho he writes screenplays , ronan also has lots of side / personal projects n loves to write in all forms . writes mostly about people around him n his experiences but like ... imagine this one person he finds SO endlessly fascinating n almost idolizes (kinda to an unhealthy point! this could be expanded on)
—exes !! he probably still thinks about every single one of ‘em & we can make it angst :~)
— someone who works in the industry w/ him !!
—unrequired love !! either way around ,, i’m here for it
— bad influence !! gets ronan out of his head , keeps him young y’know
these are the ones that come to mind right now but i’m tooootally open to anything!!
hey everyone i’m hanna , nice to meet u !! sum fun facts: i’m 17 , go by she/her pronouns , n actually live in vancouver ! i also haven’t rp’d in quite a few months so i’m still gettin’ back into the swing of things - bear with me !! anyways , very excited to be playin’ ronan n plot with u all !! u can read all abt him under the cut & if u wanna plot , like this message or pop into my ims ! i’m gonna try to make my rounds but if u wanna beat me to the chase !!!
* rami malek , thirty-three , cismale — hey , have you seen ronan asfour anywhere ? i’m hearing someone new by hozier so he must be around here somewhere . hm , maybe they’re at home in gastown or at work . they’re a screenplay writer , y’know . people also call them the rose colored glass ‘cause they can be pretty idealistic & indulgent . but others say they’re also allocentric & imaginative , so i guess it balances out .
ronan grew up in the suburbs of vancouver to egyptian parents who immigrated right after they got married !!
he is the middle child , which he kind of always hated growing up because he was always the in-between but that just meant he had to find fun stuff for himself :’)
growing up, his parents fought very badly a lot . most of his memories with his family aren’t pleasant and he can’t remember a time that his parents loved each other :( it was either high tensions or just someone blowing up
still tho, his parents?? never got a divorce.... they thought that staying together would be better on their kids which is dumb & twisted but they did truly love their kids a heck of a lot
u would think ronan resents his parents for making his childhood so dark but he still loves them individually , and sees them as good people - for the most part , he still has a relationship with both of them
naturally ronan hated being at home . he found any reason to stay out a little longer . either that or he just stayed in his room n sulked a lot
u would never know this though!! he hated talking about the bad stuff in his life like even when things got really bad he would just play it off & keep telling himself things could be a lot worse
growing up around a lot of tension has made ronan super intuitive & aware of other people’s emotions . because of that he has a habit of catering to other people’s emotions a lot & forgetting to act on his !
since high school , he has always wanted to go into film ( specifically screenwriting because he’s loved storytelling since he was a kid & received praise for it as well throughout school )
his parents weren’t supportive of this dream tho , so he went into journalism to please them . after two years of trying to make it thru , ronan finally had enough & dropped out & switched to film
he went to capilano university for film & graduated at 24 !
after that he went into doing entry-level jobs in the film industry , slowly making his way up until he finally got the opportunity to make a pitch @ the age of 29 !! his job’s kinda made his life a lil unpredictable ‘cause of the hours & locations but for the most part , he’s been lucky to be able to stay in vancouver .
he currently writes a lot on his own time whether its for personal pleasure or jobs! has done short films, tv episodes, not really a lot of movies but he does work on his own projects whenever he’s got the time (goes into hibernation sometimes!!)
to sum up his personality: he’s a cancer
ronan has the tendency to romanticize everything & remembers everything better than they actually were :/ he just be like that
keeps a journal that he regularly writes in (has stacks of them from past years in a corner of his room , collecting dust)
but he isn’t naive i’d say? like he isn’t super trusting of everyone or anything , it’s just that once you do become an important person in his life he kinda gets tunnel vision
same with his experiences too - he does see things for the way they are, just a little enhanced. he makes bad experiences seem like they happen for a reason does that make sense idk
he’s ... very sensitive but is scared of confrontation like he’s open with his emotions EXCEPT when it comes to negative confrontations ‘cause his parents have given him this idea that all fights lead into huge big blowout fights !! idk he’s so aware of his emotions but kind of has an unhealthy relationship with them
