avery looked at her with an unimpressed look as the female in front of him continuing her rambling. the line was beginning to form and he was trying to not loose his patience. ‘ma’am, i’m not trying to sound rude and i understand you may feel traumatized.’ he responded with a tight-lipped smile, “but I have a line forming and i just asked you what you’d like to drink?”
IT WASN’T UNUSUAL TO lose track of where she was, in fact it was more unusual for her to have any sort of clue over what she was doing, at any given time. georgina lived by one rule and one rule alone ‘ i’m gonna wing it ‘ which would explain why she’d burst into a full conversation with the barista when he was simply after her order... sure that made sense. looking behind her, the blonde rolled her shoulders, before hazel eyes returned to the young man in front of her. “ actually i’m in the mood for something knew, ANYTHING you’d recommend? “
“Yeah, no, I’m listening,” he said, though his eyes were following a girl who was walking out of the cafe. “Moving to Europe. Calling 24/7. Cat that needs fresh air,” he repeated, looking back at her when the girl was gone. “Some people just don’t get that not all of us want relationships. There’s nothing wrong with wanting to keep your options open.”
" LIAR, IF YOU’RE GOING TO drool.. over random women at least do so where i can’t see. “ she replied with a scrunch of her nose. “ as much as i know that you’re forever ‘ heart broken ‘ because you can’t HAVE me –– i’ve told you bran, ogling other women when i’m around won’t change my mind. “ she joked with a snort. “ in fact, ten bucks says i get her number before you do. “
“I’m just trying to process the part where your cat needed fresh air when we already live in a tiny ass town that is practically the country… Which is generally what people refer to when they talk about fresh air,” she stated, shaking her head a bit. “She called twice and you freaked out? I think it really says more about you than her.”
“ HEY NOW I NEVER claimed, the excuse made any sense. “ the blonde replied, a grin forming on her features as she eyed the petite girl in front of her. “ does it? “ she questioned with a quirk of her brow. “ now i’m interested, do tell... what does it say about me? “ hey anything to keep a pretty girl talking after all –– georgie was human after all, and she couldn’t be blamed for her weaknesses could she? “ i’m sure you’ll blow me away with your knowledge, gorgeous. “
she tried to keep up – really, she did but it seemed the woman’s mouth moved a hundred miles a minute and penny? well, she hadn’t had enough coffee yet to possibly comprehend the ups and downs of the story she was being told. “i…” she glanced from georgie to the barista–that’s right, she’d simply gotten in line behind the blonde.. mistake number one, apparently–who was patiently waiting to take both of their, or at the very least someone’s, order. “i think.. it’s your turn. you know, to order..”
" WHAT AM I.. huh? “ the blonde replied a confused look forming on her features as her brows furrowed. “ oh! “ she exclaimed as she looked from the barista to brunette beside her. “ i... well... “ she paused, she really hadn’t really thought her plan through –– she wasn’t counting on keeping penelope’s attention for more than a minute. time really did get away from her, but hey what was another espresso in the grand scheme of things no? she’d had four and she felt fine. “ an espresso please. “ she then turned to look at the brunette, gesturing forward. “ my treat. “
blah blah blah – all nic could hear were sounds resembling the adults in those old peanut cartoons – it wasn’t until she practically screamed did he narrow his eyes in her direction. “honestly? no.”
" DICK. “ the blonde snapped, throwing her half eaten peanut butter cup in his direction. “ remember this moment the next time you find me following you around singing ‘ a dream is a wish your heart makes. ‘ and asking me to shut up. “ she warned, leaning back on her chair, a pout forming on her lips as her eyes focused on him in a narrowed glare.
Tie-front silk top hanging dangerously low on her chest, Darby was chain-smoking American Spirits on the steps of the bar, amassing a small collection of cigarette butts next to her that she had arranged in a neat line. “Hey,” she said in a soft voice, glancing up at the person who exited while a hint of a smile. “My Tinder date ditched me. Something about a cute freshman who was totally gonna put out for him,” she told them in a chuckle. Actually, she was glad to be rid of her date. “Wanna keep me company? I tell good ghost stories and I have excellent taste in gin. I’m a catch.”
" HIS LOSS MY GAIN? “ the blonde replied with a quirk of her brow. “ i saw a ghost one.. or well i thought i did. “ she paused, doing her best to sort through the story that was not running through her head. “ see my first grades have recently discovered ‘ bloody mary ‘ and in a brave move i decided to show them she wasn’t real –– which i thought she wasn’t but, i saw something in that mirror move... outside of my own reflection. “ she finished with a scrunch of her nose. “ so anyway, gin? “
" AND THEN SHE ASKED, why i lied and said i moved to europe and i told her my cat needed the fresh air. “ the blonde rambled on, rubbing at hear forehead as she kept on speaking. “ it was just too much too soon you know? one coffee date and she’s calling me 24 / 7 –– okay so she called twice, but i’m a FREE bird, i need space. like a plant you know? i need to gro... and are you listening? “ she questioned with a wiggle of her brows. “ traumatized woman here, hello?!? “ @evenwoodstarters!
( florence pugh, cisfemale, she/her ) → hey georgina hayes ! you should be more careful at ELEMENTARY SCHOOL its not safe for a TWENTY SIX year old around here, you know. come to think of it, i did actually hear someone say that you were COMPASSIONATE, OUTSPOKEN, ADVENTUROUS and IRREVERENT, GUARDED, FICKLE though. so maybe you can handle yourself?
name: georgina elizabeth hayes
nicknames: georgie
age: twenty six
born: evenwood, texas
occupation: first grade, elementary teacher
sexuality: lesbian
height: 5′4ft
hair color: blonde
eye color: hazel
piercings || tattoos: several ear lobe piercings aside from the two standard ones, 3 tattoos, a sunflower tattooed on back of her neck, a cat’s paw print on her right wrist. and the words ‘ faith, trust and pixie dust ’ on her rib cage on the left side.
pets: one very large and adorable scottish fold cat, named marie who she considers to be her life partner she loves that old flat-faced cat more than she’s ever loved anything in the world. she often takes her to her classroom, with the excuse that she’s the ‘ class pet ‘ and that you know she’s teaching the kids a valuable lesson.
loren’s half sister from another mister, his momma got re-married and into the world came georgina, and yes that’s exactly the way she’s going to tell you about her fabulous entrance into the world.
grew up happily, with a loving family and as the apple of her father’s eye and the annoying pain in the ass who followed her eldest brother along everywhere he went, always trying to be one of the ‘guys ‘ which is how she explains her relationship with nic, the brother she didn’t want and would never choose but life saw fit to throw him at her anyway. she can’t complain though growing up was really a blast and georgie? well she was a handful, vivacious and curious from a young age she was always the sort of kid who was up to something and that much hasn’t changed even as she’s aged.
doesn’t play by the rules, never has and probably never will. always involved in some kind of trouble, but it’s more of the comedic sort you know something like she got into a fight with a swan over a piece of bread, she ran into a glass door and now has a black eye. she fell asleep with the glue gun on and now she has a macaroni telescope attached to her head. which is ironic, considering her a type personality. ( literally an a type personality who does nothing right ever )see georgie is good at micro managing everyone else’s life, so long as it’s not her own. ‘ do as i say, not as i do ‘ she really does not lead by example and more often than not her meddling have more to do with her avoiding her own issues than it does with whoever it is she’s decided is her new project.
came out in high school, she tried the dating thing when her best guy friend asked her to be his girlfriend and she figured that if there would be any man that could make her fall for him well it was him *WC* and she tried, really she did, but she couldn’t do it. it was very much a case of ‘ thanks i hate it ‘ she did always know deep down, her noticing women more often than not, interests that she’d hide by complementing their fashion and talk about how obsessed she was with their clothes and hair. flash forward years later and she’s out and proud, practically rides a unicorn, throwing around rainbow confetti everywhere she goes.
romantically speaking? this girl will flirt with anything that wears a skirt, literally ANYTHING, but she then turns around to be like JK... i moved to europe, once anyone shows any interest. it’s not that she hasn’t dated, she has and she’s had plenty of girlfriends (not that she’s ever called them that) it’s just, well she’s young right? why should she commit? besides she can’t get her life straight, let alone have enough time to get shit in order with someone else hanging around. so yes, she’s the sort of person who’ll cut ties once something gets to serious, yes she’s a fuckboi who’ll ghost you, it’s not you, it’s her.
traveled the world for a year after she graduated university. she attended UT in san antonio, tx because it gave her space to leave the nest but it wasn’t so far out of the way that she couldn’t come home when she missed it. she’s a little dare-devil, always finding creative ways to get hurt you know ‘ dumb ways to die? ‘ that was probably inspired by some stupid video of her on the internet... ‘ girl jumps off a cliff, blind folded ‘ all of those florida headlines, no one ever wants to read? they’re probably her doing, it’s a wonder she hasn’t been asked to leave texas or so she likes to say. she’s been back home for a year and she now works at the local elementary school, as the beloved first grade teacher. which is fitting, considering that she’s always thought of herself as more in tune with her ‘ child ‘ side than anything else about herself.
walking sunshine, big fan of happy endings and they lived happily ever after. so it’s no secret that the girl loves disney, her classroom looks like the magic kingdom threw up inside of it. she is very compassionate, empathetic, she cares about her students even when she utters the words ‘ it’s the weekend, you don’t exist ‘ she’s the sort of teacher who’ll be there if she gets a call. her profession also does explain a bit of her relationship with adults, see she tends to treat everyone like she does her first graders and that can really great on people’s nerves, but in georgie’s eyes it’s just all done out of love, and boredom, but mostly love.
this is a whole ass ramble but love us anyway, let’s plot!
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