megara’s brows furrowed when the girl began to speak, almost having to bite her lip from interrupting the girl again. somehow she always ended up with stories that seemed to be duds. but she knew she should give the girl a chance; maybe she did have something for her. eyes peering down at the cup the other held, a bit of the coffee-lover in her was sympathetic for her, knowing what it was like when you had that craving. and a coffee in the middle of the day like this? she had to assume the girl was addicted as she was. “is the coffee going to make you stutter more or stutter less?,” she asked with a raise of her brow, arms crossing over her chest. this was precisely why she didn’t have many friends, always quick to be curt with others. “is there somewhere we can sit? or perhaps we can walk around and talk? that way i get to see the entire aquarium.” and maybe the other would be a little less nervous. if this was who she was going to get, megara had to make the best out of it. she wanted the story. she wanted to know more about magic. maybe this girl would have some of the answers she was looking for.
THE FAMILIAR FEELING of anxiety starts bubbling up in the pit of her stomach. She hates it. Melody considers suggesting the woman to find another person, but the idea of giving this taste of victory to her manager summons the spark of pride inside her and she just knows it can’t happen. So, quietly, the blonde takes a few deep breathes to keep herself from running out of the room and tries to focus on the reporter’s words, dropping the gaze to the cup in her hand. “Oh. L-Less. I’m s-sorry about bringing this here. Busy morning. That’s--- That’s actually my lunch.” She gives Megara a apologetic shrug and takes a quick sip of the coffee before placing it on the table, afraid the woman might think she’s being disrespectful. Luckily, before she has any time to overthink her actions, Megara’s suggestion makes Melody’s shoulders automatically relax and her jaw unclench. Being around the aquarium could easily make her feel more at ease. A small half smile illuminates her face as a thought pops into her hear. “M-Maybe we could do both.” The girl starts feeling a little more secure. “There’s-- a place, a solarium. It’s private, w-we can talk without being interrupted and to get there, we have to go through some of the tanks.” She raises her gaze from the floor and risks a quick look at the reporter before looking back down, shyly. “Sound good?”
Dory lept up out of the water, gasping and coughing loudly. They didn’t even have time to cover their mouth, they had practically choked once they’d gone underwater! “What the-” Another coughing, hacking fit came full force as Dory’s lungs burned with pool chlorine, “I can’t breathe-” They made their may over to a pool ladder, trying not to cough on people and catch their breath, “I-I can’t-” The swimmer took a deep breath, trying to understand what had just happened to their lungs, “Holy moly..”
IN A NIGHT, everything changed. Something clearly went wrong, apparently no one knows what. She can’t feel them - her friends, the fish. - she can’t understand them anymore. Her power is gone and Melody feels like a part of her is gone with it, maybe forever. Forever. The thought of never being able to speak to her friends again is almost unbearable. Her thoughts are racing, her head feels light and heavy at the same time. She has to find a safe place. Her feet take charge, and she runs until she finds herself near the pool. Water has always calmed her. Until now. Now, as the girl watches the blue liquid in front of her, it feels like she’s failing it. Melody is about to leave when she hears the gasping and coughing coming from the pool ladder near her. “A-Are you okay?” Her question is almost a whisper as she dares to take a step closer to them. And there’s something familiar. It’s been such a long time, could it be? “D-Dory?”
he couldn’t stop from smiling when she said she would help, relief washing over him. “thank you! what’s your name?” he asked, holding out a hand to introduce himself, not recognizing her from anywhere. she looked young, which was interesting that she knew how to break into a car, but danny didn’t judge. everyone had their own skill sets, and right now he needed hers. “um…” he paused to think, slapping a hand across his eyes and turning away. “look inside the window. backseat has a basketball, ghost radar equipment. on the front panel, two buttons are missing. i broke one off second day i got this car, and my friend broke the other. long story.” he uncovered his eyes, holding his hands up in a ‘you have to believe me’ way. “promise it’s mine. can you help?”
SHE LISTENS TO HIM with a raised brow and a look of disbelief in her eyes, giving a nod to his raised hand and taking a look inside to confirm his words. It checks out. Honestly, everything he says does not prove that the vehicle is his -- he could just be really good at acting -- but at this point, she doesn’t really care a lot, feeling the excitement of the mischief filling her and already observing the door knob to see what’s the best strategy to open it. A soft hum leaves her lips as she takes two bobby pins off her backpack. “This may take a while. If the cops show up, you better explain this.” She doesn’t wait for a answer, though, and using her “tools”, starts working. With a undivided focus, everything suddenly is very quiet. So when she speaks, her voice almost scares herself. “Melody. My name is Melody. What’s yours?”
she wasn’t normally one to feel like this, it had to be the lack of sleep getting to her somehow. watching the other girl blush made her feel just a bit better at her own embarrassing moment. cass nodded a bit as the other spoke, and was just thankful she didn’t completely knock the girl over, “no no, you don’t have to buy me anything i bumped into you” she said as she shifted a bit in line, “a pastry or something? i feel bad for nearly tackling you”
THE GIRL RUNS her fingers through her hair, trying to relax a little, which is--- difficult, specially those times she has to be near people, and she nods at the other woman’s insistence, lowering her gaze to the floor. After all, who was she to deny such a treat. “ I wouldn’t refuse a cupcake.” She shrugs her shoulders and a half smile appears on her face, a whisper of the juvenile innocence appearing in her features. “If it’s not too much trouble, of course.”
megara wasn’t particularly fond of fish. she didn’t dislike them but it wasn’t her thing. plus, she found zoos and aquariums inhumane, so this wasn’t a story she would easily take. it was the circumstances that intrigued the woman; the change in the animals’ attitude since the pastoral city residents moved in was something to be explored. apparently they’d been happier, performing better because of such and the aquarium was booming once more. not believing in coincidences, megara had to assume it was magic.
she tapped her foot as she waited, eyes peeking down into the small tanks they had in front of the aquarium. she was told to be here at 03:00 pm and it was now 3:03, megara didn’t have much patience and was even more annoyed by having been rescheduled twice already; that was until they were apparently sending someone else out to probably tell her it would be a while longer or something. the girl walking over looked young, inexperienced and before she could get a word out, meg was already speaking. “look, save whatever ‘five more minutes’ garbage you’re gonna give me and go tell whoever i’m interviewing that they have two minutes or no story at all.” ( @for-amoment )
MELODY IS PROBABLY one of the few people in the world that can honestly say that she loves her job. She does. She loves getting to know each of the fish, their names, their likes and dislikes. The only disadvantage is having to deal with people - having to deal, more specifically, with her manager. From the first time they met, she realized Carl is one of those people who likes to show-off, to feel superior, but actually never does any work properly. She never really liked him - and soon she found out every marine being in the aquarium also hated him - but most times, he just ignored her, treating her like a child. Recently though, things became increasingly worse, specially once their boss started to recognize the good work she’s been doing for the aquarium - he even mentioned an interview once or twice. Carl got jealous. He’d assign her the most strenuous tasks, in hopes she’d fail, and taunt her for her abilities. She feels like she’s back at school all over again and it’s exhausting. Still, she loves her job. Even long days, like this one. Melody’s been working all morning and when she finally stops, it’s already 2:45 pm. She needs to eat something, and she still haven’t had her break, so she decides now is as good time as any and goes to the coffee shop around the corner, decided to buy herself a cup of coffee before going somewhere where she could have a sandwich. Maybe even some ice-cream.
She’s been out for around 10 minutes when her phone vibrates on her pocket and she groans with the message from Carl: ‘NEED YOU BACK ASAP. LESS THAN 5 MINUTES.’ Desperate, Melody thanks the barista who delivers her order and rushes back to her work, trying not to spill her drink. 3:02 pm. Her manager is waiting at the door and before she has time to say anything, he pulls her arm, guiding her to a small conference room they barely use. He doesn’t explain much, just grumbles angrily a few sentences - ‘ can’t believe he picked you’, ‘you’ll talk and get all the credit and what do i get?’, ‘you better make me look good’ - and points inside, before leaving. So she enters, slowly with caution. Her eyes widen and her heart pounds anxiously when the woman, a reporter for what she can gather, growls at her. Is that--- the interview? Shit. Shit. Taking a deep breathe, she forces herself to take another step in the woman’s direction. “ M-my manager s-says-- I should t-talk to you.” The girl swallows it dry, holding tightly to her still-to-be-drank coffee. Whatever this is, she’s clearly not off to a good start.
╰ ✧ ˔ ⭒ magic is in the air ! oh wait - that’s just our newest neighbor, MELODY ATLANTICA, the EIGHTEEN year old AQUARIST. they’ve been relocated from pastoral city, and so far the locals claim that they’re INDEPENDENT and INSECURE, just like MELODY from THE LITTLE MERMAID: RETURN TO THE SEA. if you ask me, they seem like the type to enjoy MESSY BANGS AND THE SMELL OF THE SEA. apparently, they are UNSURE about entering rome pines, and i don’t think their power of AQUAPATHY will help them this time. let’s just hope they can adjust to the new neighborhood…⭒˔ ╮
She was an accident. They were too young, too dumb - it just happened. Melody’s mother, Marina, was barely eighteen at the time and when she told Geoffrey, Melody’s father, he left abruptly.
Marina was alone to deal with a difficult pregnancy, in which she struggled with prenatal depression. During this hard time, she heavily relied on the support of her older sister Athena and her husband, Triton. She moved in with them and the couple, with their seven daughters did everything in their power to help the young woman get back on her feet. Grateful and touched by the kindness Athena and Triton showed her, Marina offered them the position of her daughter’s godparents, which they gladly accepted.
Few weeks before going into labor, the woman decided to buy a locket as a gift for her future daughter. It was beautiful, with their last name engraved on the front and a picture, taken just a few weeks after her birth, inside it. The whole family was together, smiling. Marina decided she’d give it to her on her first birthday.
Melody became, from her first breathe, the apple of Marina’s eye. She just knew she’d do anything for this little baby. If she could choose, she’d never leave her side. But real life came along, and with it, the bills. As Melody completed eight months, the woman took two different jobs to provide for the child. For the first two years of her life, Melody spend most of her time in her godparents house with her cousins and with babysitters. The weekends, however, were exclusively for time with her mother. These were Melody’s favorite days.
Athena’s death was a very painful moment for everyone. Marina made sure to keep close to Triton, to honor her sister’s memory and help him raising his daughters anyway she could. He was thankful to have her, and became something of a protector, a father figure, for both of the girls. They were family. All they had was each other.
Melody was a rather shy and observant child, only allowing herself to open up near people she trusted. It took a while for her to warm up to anyone, but as soon as she did, they could count that her big blue eyes would follow you wherever they’d go. From a young age, she found comfort in being near water. Pulling her off a pool or a bath tub were difficult tasks. Luckily, this was a familiar feeling, that her mother encouraged as best as she could. The first time her mother took her to the beach, her powers manifested. She was three and enchanted to be able to understand all the creatures there. She felt understood by them. She felt like she truly belonged there.
Years passed. They were able to move to a place of their own, not far from Triton and the girls. As Melody started school, Marina got promoted, which allowed her to spend more time with her daughter. They were inseparable, a truly dream team. Nothing could go wrong. Until it did.
It was the day after Melody’s eighth birthday. It started as a series of migraines. A few days latter, some black dots in her vision field. She told herself it was stress, work was asking too much of her. Nothing out of the usual. The symptoms came and go. Until the day she passed out in the middle of the living room.
It all happened too fast. Melody called her godfather, desperately crying, and minutes later, he was there, driving them to the hospital. The doctors did everything in their power, even magic wise, but they just couldn’t tell what it was. Three months latter, she didn’t resist.
Melody felt like her world was crumbling under her feet. She’d refuse to talk, eat or move, sometimes for days straight. Triton, worried for the girl’s health, made a decision. He hunted Geoffrey, told him his daughter needed him, and after a not-so-friendly conversation, with threats included, he agreed, reluctantly, to take care of her.
So she moved in with him. It was rough. They were getting to know each other as father and daughter. She had to get used to moving to a new place, a new school, to be far from her godfather and cousins, while still dealing with her grief. He had to get used to having a child around, a challenge he’d never imagine he’d have to deal with. At first Geoffrey tried to be as supportive as he could. He’d help her pick what she wanted to decorate her room, buy her school supplies, drive her to and from Triton’s house to see her family. But it didn’t last long. Their relation became closer to that of two roommates. He was absent most of the time, providing her with money and disappearing for days or even weeks. She was stuck there, alone. Melody learned quickly that she’d have to rely on herself for anything she needed.
That became especially hard once she started in her new school. Her father had enrolled her in a private school and people there weren’t as nice as she hoped. They’d judge everyone by their appearances and their powers. Melody didn’t quite fit in, not really worried about brand materials or how she could make money with the power she had, honestly she’d much rather use her comfortable clothes and spend the afternoon sitting near the water, talking to the animals there. The other students started to bully her, severely. They’d make jokes about her lack of money, her aquatic friends and her dysfunctional family. They’d call her a ‘charity-case’, a ‘weirdo’, a ‘burden’. Little by little, the girl started to believe them.
Melody dreaded going to school, having to talk to other people. She started to daydream of a different reality. When her cousins called and asked about her life, she’d lie. She’d describe one of her illusions and tell them all about how wonderful her father was and how she adapted easily to school. After all, she barely saw her cousins anymore. She didn’t want to burden them with her problems.
By the end of Elementary school, Melody would spend most of her free time alone, walking around the city. She didn’t feel safe at school and didn’t feel comfortable at her father’s house. One of those day, she got lost and ran into a gang of teenagers who tried to rob her. However, they took pity on the young, nervous girl, and decided to welcome her into their group.
They weren’t the greatest influences, but they would protect her and she finally felt like she belonged somewhere. The group spent most of their time drinking and causing trouble in the street - Melody realized that alcohol made it easier for her to communicate and be friendly. Even though she wasn’t involved in most of the action, learned how to pickpocket someone, to break into cars, and even houses. The group was known as frequent visitors of the police station. Luckily for Melody, she could get away easily, being the younger and having the sympathy of one of the officers who worked there and always let her off with a warning and a mild scolding. Little by little, their group disintegrated. Some were arrested, some just sort of fade away.
Melody was almost seventeen, and she felt more lost than ever. One afternoon, one of her cousins called presented her with the opportunity of working half-period in the town aquarium. Nothing seemed better for the girl than the chance to spend countless hours near their marine friends and get payed for this. Her powers helped her immensely and as soon as she graduated high school, they offered her the position full time. She accepted, enthusiastically. She was a part of the team. Things were finally starting to look up.
N O W A D A Y S :
The fire took everyone by surprise. It was terrifying. They were evacuated and, overnight, they found themselves in this whole new place - Rome Pines. The government did all they could to help the relocation, but Melody felt the anxiety of having to adapt to a new home, having to meet people setting in.
At first, she looked for her godfather and her cousins and was relived to see they were all safe - for them, the feeling was mutual, once it had been a long time since they last saw the girl. Once she met with her father, they agreed there was no point in living together anymore. He promised to send her some money monthly so she could start her own life and left. This was the last time she saw him. She found a place near the university campus, for the first time after a long time, she had a place where she felt truly at home.
She got to keep her job. Rome Pines aquarium is not a sight to behold, none of that. It’s a very simple place, but at least she’d still have a paycheck while being able to be close to the water and talk to her closest friends.
P E R S O N A L I T Y :
Melody is still very quiet and observant, and sometimes she gets easily lost in her own thoughts and lose track of time. The girl has a sarcastic sense of humor, which doesn’t cross the line to be malicious. She’s not the most sociable person - she spends most of her time by herself and it’s very rare to find her outside without her earphones at max volume - but she’s also very loyal and kind to the people who gain her trust. Melody has an aura of a person who had to grow up too fast, and sometimes people are surprised to learn or be reminded of how young - and fragile - she really is. She’s got a sweet tooth and an addiction to caffeine, and sometimes has to be reminded to have a regular meal instead of just living off take-out fast food and jelly beans. She uses lots of Converses sneakers and wears her mother’s locket around her neck - she never takes it off.
sure, danny got a little absent-minded from time to time, and he wouldn’t even call it absent-minded. more like his mind was in a million places all at once trying to weigh which thing needed his attention the most at that particular second, get it done as efficiently as possible so he could move onto the next thing, and over and over again! so locking his keys in his car right before a snow storm was maybe putting a slight wrench in his day, groaning as he leaned his forehead against the cold window, the keys glittering at him from the floormat, mocking him. damn it.
“you don’t know how to like… break into a car without totally wrecking it by any chance, do you?”
HER SHIFT TOOK longer than usual to end and she rubs her arms to keep herself warm. Melody walks with great determination, the weather report predicted a snow storm and she’s afraid she might get caught by it before arriving at home. She almost doesn’t listen to boy’s question and even when she hears, she has to blink twice to believe it. And a grin forms on her lips. As a teenager, Melody’s friends weren’t the best examples, so she learned all sorts of stuff. Breaking into a car? Piece of cake. “ I-I may know how.” She steps closer to the door, snow storm and cold long forgotten with the excitement, but she pauses and looks at him with a raised eyebrow, analyzing the trouble this situation could put her into. “ Wait. How do I know I’m not helping you rob some poor guy’s car? ”
Pushing a car wasn’t fun in the least, and it didn’t help that neither of them exactly had the muscles and stamina of a tow truck. The optimism Gadget had started with slowly withered as they huffed and puffed, only getting the car to move a little over a block. Slowly but surely though, things were moving! “It can always get worse, right!” Gadget tapped their forehead, happy to see the girl could see things with the same perspective, “Don’t think about it,” They waved a hand, decidedly not answering how far away the garage was, “My name’s Gadget, what’s yours?” They thought quickly of something to distract as they pushed, “Why don’t we play Never Have I Ever to pass the time?”
THAT’S A FIRST for Melody and she truly hopes is also a last - she doesn’t even know how to drive, but she makes a mental note to never let this happen if someday she owns a car. not that her sore arms will let her forget for at least a few weeks. Still, she pushes. And pushes. And let out a groan when she realizes how little progress was made. “ Not thinking about it. At all.” Her tone is slightly sarcastic but in a kind way, which is made clear by the little huff of air that leaves her lips. “ Melody. I-I’m Melody.” Their offer makes a small wave of anxiety invade her body and her cheeks blush. Melody was never good at conversations, but they are actually friendly to her, so she shrugs and grins. “ S-Sure. Why not, huh? As long as you start.”
cass was more than embarrassed about her behavior, sure she was tired but the last thing she wanted to do was scare the poor girl in front of her. “are you okay?” she asked her body now more awake than before as her cheeks warmed up. “i’m really sorry again, i just got off a night shift and im a bit dead to the world right now, can i buy your coffee or something as an apology?”
HER CHEEKS BLUSH just as the other woman’s does and her gaze falls to her converses. Melody’s people skills had never been the best and since the fire in pastoral city, the young girl had been considerably extra jumpy. Of course, the other woman has nothing to do with it, so she nods. “ M-Me? Oh, yes, yes, I-I’m okay. Don’t worry. ” She lifts her head a little, a small and gentle grin in her features. “ O-oh, been there. I know how exhausting these are. I feel like I should be the one to buy you some coffee.”
Heather sat down on the bench, in front of the fountain and sighed attempting to draw their next tattoo while the first one they had gotten had been easy this one was proving to be , hard to say the least. As they held up the picture, they pointed to it and asked “ Does this look okay as a tattoo?”.
Being next to any source of water automatically made Melody relaxed, something that didn’t always come easy for the young girl, and being relaxed allowed her to focus. So as she sits on the closest bench to the fountain and reads her book, she loses track of time and reality. She doesn’t even realize there’s someone next to her. That is, until their voice brings her back to reality. Melody looks at the draw, then to Heather and back at the draw as she understands what’s happening. “ Y-You drew that? ” The smile on her lips is small but sincere. “ I like it a lot. You’re very talented.”
the tiredness seeped into her bones the more and more she walked her way out of the station. the overnight shifts were rough, and somehow they were still her favorite despite the overwhelming exhaustion she felt when her days off rolled around. the second a coffee shop was in sight she rushed as much as she could just to get a spot in the ever growing line before it was out the door. her fist rubbed into her eye as cassandra stood there, the line was out the door at this point and she cursed herself for the morning rush. the people around her were lively, and she wasn’t exactly sure how, her eyes could barely even stay open long enough and before she realized it she was pumping into the person infront of her. “i’m so sorry” she said as she backed up a bit, her eyes wide. “I’m so tired i didn’t even realize the line stopped moving”
IT’S ONE OF those days when everybody seem too cheery and excited, the world is just too loud. The fact that it’s her day-off does nothing to soothe her - she woke up with the rising sun and couldn’t sleep anymore, so she decided to get coffee. And, of course, to top it off, there’s a huge line in her favorite coffee shop. The young girl groans, considering returning to bed, but decides against it, taking a place in line before it grows any longer and distracting herself by re-reading the menu she now knows by head and heart.That is, until she feels another body colliding against her back. The bump startles her and she turns around, wide-eyed, to meet with the other wide-eyed girl, apologizing. Slowly, Melody blinks and starts relaxing her shoulders. “Oh. N-No. It’s okay. It’s no problem. A-Are you... okay?”
Catra’s glare still held on her face, eyes narrow and unforgiving, and somehow she felt a tiny little tinge of guilt bubbling up in her stomach even at the simplest of glares. God, she needed to get a grip on herself. Getting old was making her grow soft, and she was literally barely a full adult. “You are a complete klutz, you know that? Did you think to look up while you were running full speed down the block?” Catra questioned, rubbing her temples. But, she was now out of coffee, and well, the girl was offering. As she should, she might add. “Fine. C’mon, I’m running late.” she stated, going to open the door for her to let her in first.
MELODY HAS TO take a deep breathe to pass through the door Catra is holding for her. Of course she didn’t mean it, but it’s such a typical move for her. Her cheeks blush in a deep shade of red as she nods at the girl’s affirmation. “I-I know. I-I was late and...” The young girl rubs her face, trying to focus on reality. “ I’ll do better, I promise. ” She sighs and steps forward to the cashier, making sure the other is near her. “ H-Hi. I’d like a Iced-Coffee Latte. And whatever she’s having, please. ” Melody turns Catra, without really looking at her, but as a signal for her to order.
“I mean, you don’t have to if you don’t want to,” Gadget stared at the girl, raising their hands in a mock surrender. It didn’t take a genius to hear her sighs and understand it was kind of a big favor to ask someone, let alone a stranger, but Gadget was for sure in a pinch right now and not keen on calling tow truck. But nevertheless, the girl clearly resigned herself to pushing, albeit reluctantly, so Gadget put the car into neutral and began the long push down the road, “See, this isn’t so bad!” Yes it was. Pushing a car felt like pushing against a concrete wall on wheels, “Only like, a mile left to go.”
YOU NEVER REALLY think about how far a mile is, until you’re having to push a car for a mile. It’s nice that the other offered her a way out of it, but Melody couldn’t just leave them alone to such a big task. So she pushes, not trying to think how long they have to go. She feels her arms shivering a bit and her breathing coming in short gasps - Melody is not the most athletic type and it’s been a long while since she last had to carry something this heavy. As Gadget say it’s not that bad, the girl lets out a snort, but there’s a shadow of an ironic smile in her lips as she looks at them. “ Oh, it’s b-bad. But it can always be worse, can’t it?” Melody takes a long breathe to keep pushing effectively and her voice comes out in a groan. “Please, tell me it’s closer than a mile.”
“Not good… No, not good at all,” Gadget chewed their fingernails in thought, staring down at their car. Luckily, they’d gotten it to the side of the road and wouldn’t be blocking traffic anytime soon, but the brakes had completely given out while driving - Gadget was certain they had fixed those! Not fixed well enough, it seems, as the welder had only narrowly missed being in a car accident moments ago. Their garage was only a mile up the road, but there was no way Gadget would be able to get it their themself, “Any chance you wanna help me push this ol’ thing?”
THE SONG on her earphones is quite loud. It’s rare to find a moment she’s not distracted while walking down the street so she has to pull one side out of her ear to understand what Gadget are asking of her. “ Huh...? ” Luckily, it was really easy to understand what she needs to do once she sees the whole picture and she sighs. She’s not sure she’ll be of much help to them, but still, she wouldn’t want to leave them alone to deal with such a terrible situation. “ Yeah, sure. I- I can try.” Melody analyses the situation, positions herself where she thinks she can help the most and blinks at them, waiting for some sort of sign of word to start pushing.
“This is a joke.” Catra stated, tone even, though absolutely scathing at the same time. Leave it to today to be the worst day ever – she’d woken up in an absolutely awful mood and this was definitely just the tip of the already half capsized iceberg. For starters, Melog had woken her up about six times in the middle of the night demanding for either attention or food, or both, then she’d ripped her favorite shirt by accident while pulling it on and now… there was her coffee, all over the pavement. “An absolute joke.” she narrowed her eyes up at the person.
SHIT. OF course that should happen. Of course. She woke up in a hurry, late again! - and had to do everything she normally had an hour to do in about fifteen minutes. She had to skip breakfast, which she figures it’s okay, as long as she can run to the nearest coffee shop and have something to eat before she gets to work. She can make it, as long as she hurries. So she runs - which is how she ends up tripping just in the right position to hit the other woman’s coffee. Melody’s face is quickly painted red as she stops, chocked with the situation. “ I-I a-am so so sorry. ” her heart accelerates on her chest and she rubs her face with her hands. “ I- I can... Can I buy y-you a new coffee? Whatever size you want! ”
the one thing that kept tala sane after the fire was the night sky. sat in the sand at rhapsody beach tala looked out at the water, breathing in deep to smell the tide, trying her best to relax her body and forget about the world for a while. listening to the waves, the blonde lay back on her jacket, looking up at the stars. she wished she could fly to touch them, to be able to reach out and touch the beauty they held, but she knew that was about as unattainable as getting her old life back.
a soft sigh escaped cherry red lips as she watched them dance and twinkle trying to remember that one day things would be better, that there would be better things to come, not to mention that she still had peter and the boys and that was all she truly needed. her teeth sunk into her bottom lip in thought before she sat up, grabbing her lighter and her pack of cigarettes before she placed one between her lips.
just as she was about to light it she saw someone in the distance, hearing them speak over the roar of the waves, “yeah?” she questioned, wondering what was up.
IF THERE WAS a place in the world Melody actually felt comfortable, since she was a small child, this place would be near the sea. The smell of the salty water, the feeling of the sand and the cold water in her fingers, mixed with the memories she kept from her moments with her mother, it all made her feel safe in a way she rarely did.
After the fire, she felt very alone, and found herself trying to erase some memories and spending more and more time near the water, especially some late nights - this night was just one more. The girl had been walking for a while, she had no idea how long exactly, just observing the coming and going of the waves when she hears something close to a small voice in her head. She looks down to see a small turtle struggling to get to the water. A smile shines in her face and she kneels, softly murmuring some words of incentive to the animal, trying to guide it to the water as best as she could.
She doesn’t realize she’s actually speaking out loud until the ‘yeah’ hits her ears. The girl jumps to her feet, her attitude a bit defensive as she sees the silhouette of the other person in the dark. She hadn’t even realized there was someone nearby. Her cheeks blush slightly. “ Oh. I wasn’t... ” she swallows dry. “ I didn’t realize anyone was here this late. ”
