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@frenchielavine
closed: @frenchiepierce
“so….your sister’s the owner of this bar….and you’re the manager?” olivia asks, looking up from her glass and staring at friday, who was just sitting beside her. it was a slow sunday night even though the club was packed. she did love the vibe around, the music wasn’t too loud, instead it was actually relaxing for the writer. “i usually hang out at this place a lot, how come i haven’t seen you before?” she asks with a slight frown on her face. “think of the times we could’ve spent together already, frenchie….well…better late than never, i guess.”
“yes. i went through some shit and my sister decided the best way to get me into a better mood was to employ me.” it’s true. after the divorce with peaches, friday was lost. she didn’t know what to do with her life. where it was going? so nicola invited her to santa ysabel and it’s been bliss ever since. “i stay in the back working. if i go on the floor i tend to get into trouble unintentionally.” she smiled at olivia. trouble in the form of slightly off kilter women. friday realized she’s a magnet for crazy women. it’s not a bad thing. “i’m hesitant when it comes to people. bad divorce and all that jazz.”
meet friday “frenchie” lavine
✗✗✗ you see [ friday “frenchie” lavine ] around lately? yeah i heard that the [ cisfemale ] is up to no good. [ she/her ] has been here for [ one year ] now but they’re still pretty [ hesitant ] which is fine because they’re also [ resilient ] so it balances out. the [ thirty six ] year old [ club manager ] actually looks like a lot like [ brie larson ], don’t you think? it’s best to watch out, though, because it’s been said that they’re really into [ cooking shows & macrons ].
Brie
closed starter: @burnmarilyne
“What do you want from me? You want me to be nice to my ex wife yet you don’t know the entire story. What’s your end goal here?” Friday was beyond confused at the womans involvement in Peaches life. Telling her to be nice like she knew the full story.
@peachespierce
Friday & Peaches | @frenchiepierce
In hindsight, knocking and giving the other an option to try and not let her in might not have been the best idea, but the girl wasn’t worry, Peaches was getting in either way. “Friday, you really need to stop with the foolishness.” She huffed she pushed the door back open stepping inside. “I’m your wife and you will talk to me about this.”
Friday was still trying to wrap her head around the fact that Peaches had stalked her all the way to Santa Ysabel. The move was supposed to be her fresh start. Now she stood face to face with the woman who nearly turned her life upside down. Fri was smart enough to leave before it went to total shit. “You are my ex wife Peaches. Ex as in the past. Let it go.” She leaned against a wall, fingers pinching the bridge of her nose.