𝗆 𝗂 𝗋 𝗋 𝗈 𝗋 𝖻 𝖺 𝗅 𝗅

Adelaide "Addie" Savoy, thirty2, b&b owner, artist and sister. 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚢: 𝚐

[fieryhcart]

✨  candice patton, cisfemale, she/her    —    whenever i see  adelaide “addie” savoy  meandering down agnes street  growing pains by alessia cara  starts to play inside my head. maybe it is the vibe they give off.  overalls stained with paint, rustic sewing machines, band-aids and lollipops on her purse at all times  ;   you know ?  artistic impressions  is what keeps them interested in agnes. i heard they are a  thirty-two  year old  b&b ower . they look like the kind of person who  has it all figured out. // @agnesextra​

TW: child neglect, abuse, arson.

‘ello chickens! it is i, g aka the dumb dumb behind alexander, once more bringing you a character nobody asked for but hopefully someone will love? she is my precious baby and i adore her so hopefully, she’ll find a home and a family here with all of you and your amazing characters. without further ado, i’ll introduce you to my baby, addie.

addie was born in peachtree, georgia as adelaide savoy dupont, daughter of a salesman/conman and an atlanta socialité who learned to be a scammer thanks to her husband and taught addie to be one as well from a very young age. 

they part of the renown du pont family, so they p much lived like royalty for a good portion of addie’s life, even though her parents were never affectionate towards her and p much only used her whenever they needed something from her because no one suspected the little girl with the ponytails and sweet smile.

theodore michael savoy du pont, addie’s younger brother was born when Adelaide was around nine. their mother lost interest on teddy pretty quickly so addie pretty much raised the kid as well as she could after she turned thirteen and the two formed an unbreakable bond very quickly. the most their parents neglected them, the closer they got.

CHILD NEGLECT TW the worst instance of their parents neglecting both addie and teddy happened right after teddy turned 7. their friends and family found out about how the couple had played them and the savoy family lost all respect within the community, so they quickly started to go in debt with banks and strangers to try to live the life they were so used to. by this time, the matrimony had mostly forgotten their kids to the point where they stopped providing for them unless they needed adelaide for some job, so it was all addie’s responsibility to not only care for her brother but her parents somehow. she started working (an honest job) when she was fifteeen and never truly stopped.

ARSON TW when addie was seventeen, one year from graduating high school her parents made a decision: they needed money to pay off credit debts and alas, they needed to burn down the house the du ponts had bought for them down. when she heard about the plans, addie started to storage as many stuff as she could when she was informed of what was going to happen (was guilt-tripped into staying silent) and the night her parents actually burnt the house down, addie grabbed teddy, everything she had gathered, a car a friend had lend to her and fleed peachtree. the two siblings never look back. 

in the next years, the savoy siblings lived in around eight different cities in the usa, where addie would work two, three jobs and sometimes homeschool teddy, since they moved a lot and couldn’t find schools for him. 

when addie turned 18, she sued her parents and gained teddy’s custody, becoming his legal guardian and raising him as such, all by herself

the savoy siblings arrived to islesbury in 2015, when addie was 26 and teddy 16 after receiving an inheritance from the du pont. they bought a nice house in town and a bigger manor near the beach in shambles and worked to turn it into ALMOST HEAVEN INN, a b&b addie still manages to this day. she also makes all of her and some of teddy’s clothes (something she had to learn to do after their parents stopped providing for them), paints and sculpts.

when the two arrived to islesbury, addie met someone she completely fell in love with and within a year, the couple was already married (i already submitted the wc to main BUT PLEASE GIVE ME ADDIE’S SPOUSE I HAVE SO MANY IDEAS IN MIND) and raised teddy together for a year, until he started college.

he recently graduated as a vet, still lives with addie and her spouse and is addie’s biggest pride and joy.

most days, addie is one of the nicest people you’ll ever meet, the kind of girl who smiles at everyone she meets and greets strangers with a smile on the daily. she likes making people around her happy. she thrives when people around her shine.

however, she can be very closed off and go as far as to be very deceitful? I mean, she is sharp, even though people don’t think she is because they write her off as a “southern belle” type, but what most people don’t know is she can be cunning whenever she sets her mind on it, she learned from a very young age how to take advantage of everything she had to get what she had her mind settled on.

the one thing she cares the most about in the world is her brother. the boy is pretty much her own and has been since the day he was born, she would stop at nothing to make sure he is fine and he is happy.

her hobbies include painting and sculpting (which she makes some money off of), gardening (the Atkins sibling’s home is a glorified zen garden by now) and designing (she sometimes uses this skill to make clothes for selling to friends and acquaintances).

loyal to no end, good god. It takes a lot for her to feel comfortable with someone to call them her friend but once she does, she is the most loyal friend. also the mom friend, no matter how close you are. If it’s even a little bit chilly outside and she sees a stranger shivering she WILL give them her sweater, has medicine and candy on her at all times.

she can be quite impetuous and extremely curious to the verge of being noisy, but never in a malicious way, unless you mess with someone she cares about.

whatever you throw her way, she’ll land on her feet.

i’ll post her full bio later but please if anyone wants to plot with my baby, give this a like and i’ll come to you!

[seneca-rolfe]

((closed thread for @fieryhcart))

Thin fingers flicked through pattern after pattern on the flimsy turnaround in the craft store, and she still couldn’t find what she was looking for. It frustrated Seneca to no end that she’d seen a pattern she could have fudged to make a leotard style body suit from the week before and hadn’t bought it. Or stolen it. It didn’t occur to her that she could have googled a pattern and just printed it on Micah’s computer when he wasn’t looking or took his lunch break. 

Not that she would have had the first idea what fabric to make a body suit out of in the first place. She gave up on finding a pattern that would serve her in a bit of a petulant huff and decided she’d just wing it and make whatever work–with whatever fabric she got whether it it was the right stuff or the wrong stuff. Perhaps walking a bit too fast out of her own frustration and fixation on a shimmery fabric she knew would catch stage lights well, she accidentally shoulder checked a woman shopping as well–or rather the bolt of fabric her opposite had been carrying. 

“Son of a bitch,” Seneca hissed under her breath as she quickly ducked down to pick the bolt of fabric up. “You alright? I didn’t mean to hit you, I’ve just got… my head up my ass,” she finished with a candid shrug. There wasn’t really any other excuse. Her eyebrows raised as she stared at the fabric the other woman had selected. “Damn. That’s nice. What are you gonna do with it?”

[fieryhcart]

      the itching on her hands had prevented adelaide from sleeping the past two days. the occurrence wasn’t truly unusual to the b&b owner, who was by now used to the artistic side of her basically begging physically to be explored whenever she went too long without making any form of art but somehow, this time felt different. she had tried painting, locking herself up in her studio for days on end, bottle of wine in hand and staring at empty canvasses like some enemy taunting her. she had tried it all, oil paintings, sculpting, water colors... all to no avail. art had become a way to express her emotions, to give herself the opportunity to express whatever she had in her mind. however, now that her life and, by osmosis, her mind were empty, in a sense— there really wasn’t much to be done, no matter how much the itch tried to prove her wrong. that was, of course, until the night she sketched the dress. it has come to her in a vision, the antithesis of the gown she had worn on her wedding day; black and sparkly fabric haunting her conscience for half of a day. 

      reason why, on one of the days she had given herself off of work (ordered by all the people who worked for her, who were certain the brunette was overworking herself, an accusation she couldn’t really negate), the artist found herself in the fabric store, going through every black fabric that came in her path, trying to match them with the one that had been circling her mind for the past day. it had given her an excuse to get out of the house and the brunette truly enjoyed walking through the aisles to get inspired; but the dates and being close to halloween had made it hard for her as half of the store was plastered with black fabric, halloween themed, and it made her search a tad more tedious than usual. 

      that was, of course, until the fabric came to view. the starry pattern mixed with moons making her breathing hitch, her vision completed on sight. sketching book in hand, she ventured to measure the amount of fabric she would need along with plain black fabric, finding a new sense of purpose she had been having a hard time finding lately. once she was ready to leave the store, however, a body collided with her, making her drop the belongings she had gathered, a deep sigh escaping her. as the other apologized, however, a reassuring smile spread through her features. “happens to the best of us, don’t worry. i once walked into a glass door when i was little” addie confessed as she began to gather her belongings and the fabric the other had dropped. at the appreciation of the fabric she had chosen, her smile widened. “thank you! it talked to me, in a dream” she half jested “i am making... a dress. i don’t have any reason to wear it, but if i don’t make it i’ll go insane” adelaide grinned as she stood up, all her belongings secured in her hands. “are you looking for anything in particular? i don’t work here but i’ve spent enough time roaming the aisles to know where everything is.”

[fieryhcart]

𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾: 𝖻𝖺𝗄𝖾𝗋’𝗌 𝖽𝖾𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍

𝗐𝗁𝗈: 𝗅𝗂𝗓𝗓𝗂𝖾 𝗅𝖾𝗏𝗂𝗇𝖾 ／ @lizzie-levine​

      adelaide inhaled deeply as she entered the establishment, the crisp air previously filling her lungs instantly replaced with warmth, the smell of cinnamon slowly impregnating on the fabric of her white coat, the same way it did every time she came to visit the bakery. a soft, gentle hum escaped her lips as the door close behind her, all worries magically leaving her body upon entering the shop. it was the magic of a place so warm and charming as baker’s delight, in addie’s mind; the comfort of pastries being made with love and care, the precision of recipes that turned every piece into a masterpiece and the familiarity of it all, mixed with lizzie’s natural charm that made the entire ordeal of visiting a bakery a more exciting, fulfilling task. 

     taking off her coat, the b&b owner walked to the counter in silence, a warm and tranquil smile gracing her features as she registered everything in display, taking out the notes she had brought with her from work. almost inn had a chef; one adelaide trusted with her life and with feeding all the guests who graciously decided to stay under her care. the brunette adored their chef, they had become close on the years working together, side by side, to make the b&b a business they could feel proud of. but, what do you do when your chef calls late at night to tell you they won’t be able to make it to dinner for the 20 people expecting to be served? if you are adelaide, you focus on getting it done yourself. reason why half of her staff is in the kitchen, chopping and prepping everything for her to come back and start making her infamous dirty rice and étouffée whilst she makes time to get enough pastries to last every guest and the staff for desert. 

      lizzie’s features greeted her almost immediately, making the artist smile, relieved to see the other. “you are a sight for sore eyes, my dearest lizzie” adelaide greets from her side of the counter as a tired sigh escaped her lips. “i need at least half of what you have on display for the b&b, i am suddenly in charge of the kitchen and as much as i enjoy baking in my free time, baking for 40 people while on a tight schedule is not my forte” addie explained, placing her purse on the counter and taking out her purse. “we’re willing to pay double your prices and, if you are free, you are more than welcome to come with me and have a nice new orleans-based dinner. i promise it’ll be worth it.”

[fieryhcart]

𝖻𝗂𝗋𝖽𝗂𝖾 𝗌𝗎𝗍𝗍𝗈𝗇​:

“please don’t apologise. you can’t have all of that sitting on your chest, it’ll make you heavy. better to say something, than say nothing at all.” her cheeks, rosy with wine, lift as she smiles gently. “and besides, i love talking to you, addie, regardless of the subject matter. i’m not here to pass judgement.” birdie’s eyes lower with her slight inebriation. “hm, only one more, doll. then i will have to call it a night, i think. another rose, please.”

      warmth flooded addie’s chest, hearing the other speak. he had become such a vault when it came to her past and her feelings throughout the years, speaking about any of it out loud was strange. however, she couldn’t help but feel a little less heavy, having someone to talk about those details about herself she held so far out of reach from anyone. in that moment, addie realised, she had never experienced lightness, in the sense of the word birdie suggested at least. “i like talking to you too, birdie. you are a great friend, have i ever told you that?” she enthused, truthfully while pressing a hand on top of her friend’s. the other was a kind, supportive system adelaide hadn’t had in her life in a while, and she was extremely thankful for having someone like birdie. with a small grin, the b&b owner turned to the bartender, ordering another glass of rose for the other, and a glass of red for herself, her attention back to her friend immediately. “how are you, sweetheart? how is everything at home?”

[fieryhcart]

𝗄𝖾𝗇 𝖺𝖽𝗃𝖾𝗂​:

“right? thank you,” ken grins wide at the woman; they stand up so they can face her properly instead of having to crane their neck up to look at her. their knees give a loud pop but ken hopes the sound was drowned out by the crashing waves. they should get a move on, walk it out. with starting the job for lal, they’ve gone back to doing a lot of desk work and it shows. “hypothermia-shmypothermia,” ken teases, though they appreciate the stranger’s concern. she’s probably right anyway, ken shouldn’t be risking it. with the pregnancy, they constantly have to keep reminding themselves that it’s not just their own wellbeing they have to be taking care of now. they’re still learning. 

“no, i’m okay. i’ll be heading home soon anyway. well, as long as i don’t get distracted on my way back. i swear, it keeps happening all the time. been gone ten years and it feels like some totally different place. i keep looking for my old hang-out spots only to find out there’s a hipster nitro coffee shop that overcharges you because it’s an experience,” ken rambles on, gesturing with their hands to emphasize their distaste. “still feels like home, though. at least the beach does. can’t do anything too drastic to a beach, right?”

      addie’s lips curl up into a smirk at the other’s words, eyebrow arched up amused. she can almost hear teddy say the same exact thing in the same tone, which is enough to make the b&b owner decide she likes them. “do you know who said the same thing? leo dicaprio at the end of titanic, probably” and although her words sound serious, matter-of-factly even, the grin plastered on her features is enough to give off the fact that none of it is serious. As far as she can tell, being the worrier and over-thinker she is, the other is safe.

      as they speak again, adelaide’s smile only grows, nodding every once in a while to let them know she is, in fact, listening and can relate to their words, to an extend. she herself has been far from her hometown for more than she can remember, running from one city to another before finally settling in islesbury; the one place that really felt like home to both of the savoy siblings. and although she couldn’t imagine ever going back to peachtree, georgia and let alone call it home, he can understand their sentiment. “is it the one that has like a mural for selfies? i hate that place. their coffee sucks and the lines are endless. if you ever want good coffee or decent tea come to almost heaven inn, our cook makes the best scones i’ve ever had. not exactly an old hang out spot but” addie grinned. then, her gaze moved towards the beach once more, calming and inviting, and a soft sigh escaped her lips. “it has such a melancholic feel to it, the beach. especially during this time of the year, i love it. it’s the first thing that brought me to agnes in the first place” she shared before focusing on the other once more “where were you, before coming back here?” the brunette inquired, before tilting her head to the side “i’ve lived all over u.s.a before settling here. the last place i was at was new orleans— this is the first place that has felt kind of like home.”

[gatheringswans]

open / the beach / midday

on the days that they’re off or lal lets them go home early, they just sort of…roam. they bounce from one place to another, hoping to find something that would stick and prove to be the place to spend their down time at. there’s only so many times she can be annoying and barge into her cousin’s apartment like she owns the place. bash is almost never there but his roommate is and ken’s counting down the days until he starts getting annoyed by her presence there. he seems like a total sweetheart but everyone’s got their limits, right?

it’s way too fucking cold for the beach already—at least by ken’s standards—but they head down there anyway. not only that, the make it a goal of theirs to actually get into the water. they sit in the sand, safe distance away from the actual water. or so they think. the water comes back at them, further than before and it soaks their legs and shorts. they shudder—way too fucking cold—and make a disgruntled noise. and then someone’s there. 

“before you say anything, i’m fine. i’m just—enjoying mother nature. you should try it sometime.”

[fieryhcart]

      the savoy siblings had always been a family built around traditions. in the volatile environment they had grown into, adelaide had always made sure to keep her younger brother as grounded as possible, had formed a home on broken cobblestone and unkept promises; and had carried those traditions with them even after moving from their parents home. there were many things the family of two had managed to mantain throughout the years, introducing a few that most wouldn’t truly count as traditions into their everyday life that had grown to mean the absolute world to the eldest savoy. 

      now, with teddy off to college and barely seen at home, adelaide was left with an emptiness in her chest and a list of traditions she couldn’t quite get rid off. from daily dinner nights followed by ice cream and a movie to weekly roaming around the streets with a bag on one hand, cleaning as much trash as she could, the b&b owner seemed to be grasping onto a lifeline in a melancholic attempt to keep herself together now that she was alone in islesbury.

      reason why the woman found herself sat at the beach, a box of cheerios in one hand and the phone in another (thank god for the beautiful soul who she had hired as her right hand in the b&b who managed to run the business whenever she needed some time off), waiting for seagulls to appear as a voice called for her attention. a small grin graced upon her features, nodding towards the body of water “hey, all the love for mother nature, we’ve failed her miserably and taking a few minutes a day to appreciate her is the least she deserves. don’t enjoy it for over twenty minutes though, that’s when the hypothermia settles in” the b&b owner mused, a small smile plastered on her features “how cold is it? do you need a jacket?”

[ofrovers]

where: happy hour ! who: open to anyone !

“oh sugar, they really said that to you?” birdie sighs, and her disappointment permeates. her hand covers theirs, and her expression is sincere. “let me tell you this - you are not defined by a singular opinion. you’re frickin’ awesome honey, just look at all you have achieved. i’m so damn proud of you.” 

[fieryhcart]

      perhaps it was the alcohol on her system, or the evident height adelaide had been carrying on her shoulders for weeks now, but there she was, speaking of something so personal to her as her family situation, something she normally only reserved for people she was insanely close with; out of shame. still, as the kind woman speaks, the b&b owner can’t help but hiccup a sigh, some of the tension built on her shoulders lifting as she places a hand on top of the other’s. “sorry for just... dumping this on you. I bet the last thing you thought you’d be doing while drinking is hearing a chapter of the terrible novel that is my family life. i feel like i owe you— a thousand drinks” addie blinks the tears she can feel beginning to come, a small chuckle escaping her red-tainted lips as she looks at the other, gratefulness overflowing her. “it’s been a long day, hence the drinking. can i get you a drink while you tell me about your day?

[kourtwrites]

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[msanonny]

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[kourtwrites]

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[theoliverbrowning-deactivated20]

closed starter for @fieryhcart​

Lizzie opened the door happily, the rain starting up making her quickly rush Addie inside. “Quick, I don’t want you to get wet.” She said, closing the door on the pitter-patter of drops. She led Addie into the open living room, Netflix open and waiting. “Okay, so the pizza’s in the oven and I have wine chilling in the fridge. Netflix is ready for us to make a selection, but I also have Hulu and HBO Max. I’m in comfy clothes with my hair up and I’m ready to listen to any and all grievances and gossip. Let this girl’s night commence!” Lizzie said with a flourish and a palm up for a high five. Was she attempting to recreate a girl’s night she saw in a movie in an effort to seem more approachable and friendly? Absolutely! Lizzie was very aware that she had few friends, which she knew was her own fault, so she wanted to impress Addie and make her feel comfortable. She wanted her to stay.

[fieryhcart]

      with a bright smile, adelaide left her yellow umbrella resting on the side as lizzie opened the door, stepping inside the other’s abode with a chuckle as she responded to the other’s energetic high-five “thank you. i really can’t afford to get sick. there’s a wedding this weekend at the inn and let’s just say tonight was heaven-sent” the inn owner sighed, disposing of her damp jacket before looking back at the other. truth be told, adelaide herself had only been introduced to the idea of a ‘girls night’ way into her late twenties and sometimes, she’d find herself at loss. yet, getting to know lizzie and spending some time with her after the gala had become a priority for the brunette. pulling out her purse, her grin became wider. “i brought facemask and more wine for you, for inviting me over” addie mused with a small chuckle, pulling out a plastic container “and brownies, made by yours truly. let the night commence! should we watch a horror movie and pretend we are not terrified while we talk about our lives? i can tell you how i met my spouse. or the gossip from the inn— the ammount of stuff you see when you manage an inn, you wouldn’t believe. i am pretty sure i could open a gossip column by now.”

[fieryhcart]

𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾: 𝖺𝖽𝖽𝗂𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝖾𝖽𝖽𝗒’𝗌 𝗁𝗈𝗆𝖾

𝗐𝗁𝗈: 𝗆𝖺𝗌𝗈𝗇 𝗋𝖺𝗆𝗌𝖺𝗒／@masonramsay​

      music blasting through the walls, adelaide found herself dancing around the kitchen as she made one of her favorite dishes to make; dirty rice, it had been initially introduced to the b&b owner when the savoy siblings first arrived to new orleans and it had become a constant in the household whenever there was a guest around, like the night the siblings had planned. mason first became an acquaintance through teddy’s fascination with animals and his life goal of becoming a vet, yet they had become closer upon actually spending time together— going as far as mason being a close friend of the two siblings. with their busy lives and ludicrous schedules, however, none had had the time to reunite, so it felt nice to finally be able to see mason and open the doors to their home to him. 

      just as another song on her playlist was starting and the concoction was simmering, the artiste heard her doorbell ring, a grin stretching through her features as she walked up the door to answer, “well look at that. i thought i’d have to actually go and force you to come to my house to see you again” addie challenged with an amused tone once she opened the door to reveal mason, no ounce of illness in her words as she stepped aside to welcome the other in. “glad i didn’t have to use force though. come on in, dinner is almost ready and teddy is on his way, had to go get some wine from work. what can i get you? how have you been, mason?” addie inquired, a gentle and encouraging smile plastered on her lips.

[fieryhcart]

𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾: 𝖺𝗅𝗅 4 𝗉𝖾𝗍𝗌

𝗐𝗁𝗈: 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗇𝗈𝗋 𝗁𝗂𝗅𝗅 ／ @connoroverthehill​

      adelaide entered all 4 pets with a bright smile on her face and overalls covered in various paint stains, carrying a picnic basket with her. with teddy graduating from college as a vet and looking for a job, the family met connor less than a year prior, the oldest of the savoy siblings taking an instant kinship on the young man, a proof of that was the basket filled with home-made food and preserves she was carrying with her and the constant nagging she’s get, in the back of her mind, telling her to check on him and make sure he was healthy and in her head, there was no better way of doing so than inviting him on an express lunch in the middle of the day, to catch up. 

      as the brunette reached out the desk and found a familiar face, her features immediately lit up. “connor, the man i traveled all the way from the in for” addie mused with glee, a smile stretching through her features. “how busy are you right now?” she inquired, showing the other the basket on her hands. “because i asked my chef back in the in to pack us a lovely lunch and i feel as if i haven’t seen you in ages. so, what do you say? lunch on me today? i have sandwiches, chips, fruit and our signature jams for you to take home if you say yes.” 

[fieryhcart]

𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾: 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒𝖻𝗈𝖽𝗒’𝗌 𝖻𝗈𝗈𝗄𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗋𝖾

𝗐𝗁𝗈: 𝗌𝗎𝗇𝖺 𝗌𝗎𝗇𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗋𝗆 ／ @brighternite

      a gentle hum escapes adelaide’s lips, in sync with the melody only she can hear through the headphones dangling in her ears as she peruses the bookshelves displayed in front of her in the store, searching for a specific title with care. with teddy’s twenty-third birthday right around the corner, all the brunette can think about is getting her brother and long-life companion the perfect gift to describe how proud she truly is him, after everything he has endure from the moment he was born into the savoy family. alas, the b&b owner has found herself in the bookstore, searching for a book she knows her brother has been searching  for; her clock marking a little past fourty-five minutes since she entered the shop. after much consideration, she decides to approach one of the gentle and trained booksellers, an apologetic look as she walks towards the cash register, eyes glued to the phone as she searches for the title.

      “sorry, hello, i was wondering if you could help me? i am looking for zoobiquity and I—” as the woman raises her gaze from her device, however, her breath hitches. adelaide couldn’t quite remember the last time she had ever seen suna, someone she used to consider a vital part of her life in islesbury, suddenly having her former friend up close, however, feels soul-crushing after months of waiting by the phone, not knowing anything of someone she used to consider her best friend. as she tries to recover herself, adelaide adverts her eyes to the phone on her hand, blinking rapidly. “sorry, it’s by... barbara natterson-horowitz and kathryn bowers, if that helps at all” she muses, cleaning her throa, mind racing. there are so many words threatening t leave her lips and yet, adelaide remains quiet, the perpetual grin on her face vanished at the sight of suna.

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𝗍𝖺𝗌𝗄 #3: 𝖺𝗀𝗇𝖾𝗌 𝗀𝗈𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗐𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝖾𝗌,  ⤷ 𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗅𝖺𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝗌𝖺𝗏𝗈𝗒. 

𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝗐𝖾’𝗏𝖾 𝗀𝗈𝗍 𝗇𝗈 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗅𝖽, 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝗍𝖺𝗅 𝖻𝗈𝖽𝗒; 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾𝗅𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝗌𝗈𝗎𝗅𝗌. 𝖼𝗋𝗈𝗌𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋𝗌, 𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗐𝖾 𝗀𝗈.

— 𝗍𝗋𝗈𝗒𝖾

after fleeting peachtree, georgia, at the age of seventeen with teddy, her younger brother, the savoy siblings traveled around georgia and adjoining cities, trying to find a place to call home. when adelaide turned twenty-one and after spending some time in new york, working and hiding from the lingering presence of their parents, looking for them in every city an town they could think of, adelaide made a decision to leave the big apple and shoot for a less known yet equally charming town in rhode island: islesbury. her and teddy, who is an energetic and opinionated fourteen year old now, have been living in the city for a little over two years now, where adelaide found two jobs as a waitress and bartender to keep raising her brother and thinking of a way to get her parents in jail for thee atrocities committed against the two siblings. although she is enduring a lot for someone her age (and has been doing so for quite a while), adelaide is as bubbly and loving as ever; always striving to be a source of light and love.

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𝖺𝖽𝗋𝗂𝖺𝗇𝖺 𝖽𝖾 𝗅𝖾𝗈𝗇​:

                    there was something innocent in the voice of the woman who had now joined her at the bar. excitement maybe? or relaxation? it was hard to tell but whatever it was, adriana craved it. she craved the feeling of lightness she sensed and she craved an easy smile on her lips. the latina craved nothing more than to be worried about how to sit in her dress instead of giving herself a headache over a man who didn’t really play that much of a role in her life anyway. “having a fantastic time.” she mumbled sarcastically. catching herself right away though, the brunette cleared her throat. “excuse me, that sounded much sharper than it should have. thank you, dear. i think your dress looks lovely if that makes up for my rude reaction. you look beautiful. even if it’s tough to sit in it. being pretty is a full time job, isn’t it?” she tried lighting up the mood with a soft joke.

      all adelaide could do upon hearing thee woman’s first reaction was to grin. the b&b owner had been working on retail ever since she was fifteen years old, had dealt with people with much more somber greetings and much sour attitudes with a smile on her face— never one to judge, especially after spending sixteen years with her parents who had taught her was coldness was really like. alas, as the young woman apologized for her tone, the brunette waved her words again, a genuine and encouraging grin plastered on her features. “nothing to apologize for. we all have bad days, and you really did nothing wrong” addie assured the other with a confident nod, a soft sigh following shortly after upon hearing the rest of her speech. “thank you, and beauty is pain. i tried to make it as comfortable as i could— turns out gowns and comfort don`t mix” the amateur designer chuckled before looking at the other. “are you okay? i’m aware it’s not my business but still, it’d haunt me if i didn’t ask.”

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𝖿𝗋𝖾𝖽𝖽𝗂𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝗋𝗍𝖾𝗋​:

It took Freddie longer than he was proud of to wrap his head around what he was looking at. In a gown like that the woman in front of him looked more like she was ready for a ball than the charity event hosted at a night club. He took another brief look around just to assure himself he was still at the night club he had entered not too long before. “You’re sure?” Freddie offered a soft smile towards the woman, noticing the stain in the skirt of her dress. “Did I do that?” He asked, frowning a little as he did.

“I’m alright. I didn’t have a drink in my hand yet, though. The bar is a lot more crowded than I anticipated.” He explained, leaning in a little to speak to her over the music, trying not to step too close. He didn’t want to get too close for comfort, after all. “Wait, not a frog – you’re Princess Tiana! Of course.” It finally dawned on him, and he wanted to slap himself in the face for not seeing it sooner. “You look beautiful, I genuinely, for a moment thought I had teleported to a royal ball and felt awfully under-dressed.” He laughed a little to himself, turning to thank the bartender when his drink was set down in front of him. “Are you having a good night, Princess?”

     as the man explained himself, adelaide nodded in agreement, looking around the room to find a sea of people pretending to be someone else for one night. the b&b owner remembered when she used to dream of becoming someone else, step out of her shoes and put up a pair that could transport her away from peachtree, georgia. it was a thrilling feeling, in her own experience, and she couldn’t blame anyone for trying to do the same thing to the beat of some pop song she couldn’t quite recognize with alcohol cursing through their veins. it did made the venue almost impossibly hot, however. her eyes drifted to the smudge on her dress briefly before looking up “technically, wine did this and i agree, too much people, it feels like a sauna in here— and i am genuinely sorry for whoever has to deal with our mess once the party is over.”

      the man’s face mirrored reckoning and her features lit up as he pointed out her own costume, an involuntary chuckle escaping her. “that i am. my brother wanted to come as the villain and well, here we are” adelaide explained, cheeks turning red at the other’s compliment. “thank you, but i think you are dressed accordingly and looking mighty dapper i may add— i am definitely overdressed. it’s what i get for bringing a gown to a nightclub” a pause. “am i allowed to ask what you’re dressed as?” adelaide then arched a brow, quizzically. then, a smile. “i can’t complain, i can’t remember the last time i actually went out to watch people dance, it is a little fun. what about you? how is your night looking so far?”