status: open
location: outside of three layers deep
nick was outside the shop on his lunch break when he decided it would be a good idea to smoke a joint. grabbing the one he had tucked behind his ear, he places it between his lips and fishes through his pockets for a lighter. upon finding his tye dye one, he attempts to create a flame once, twice, three times, and even a fourth, with no luck. "shit." he mutters to himself, knowing his lighter was out of fluid. maybe it was odd just approaching the nearest bystander, but he wanted to smoke. "hey," he starts, placing the joint between his fingers, "do you have a lighter?"
status: open
location: outside of three layers deep
nick was outside the shop on his lunch break when he decided it would be a good idea to smoke a joint. grabbing the one he had tucked behind his ear, he places it between his lips and fishes through his pockets for a lighter. upon finding his tye dye one, he attempts to create a flame once, twice, three times, and even a fourth, with no luck. “shit.” he mutters to himself, knowing his lighter was out of fluid. maybe it was odd just approaching the nearest bystander, but he wanted to smoke. “hey,” he starts, placing the joint between his fingers, “do you have a lighter?”
“I might have one,” Aurora muses, looking over to dig through her cluttered tote bag. It could almost be considered a Mary Poppins bag, filled to the brim with the most random assortment of trinkets and other goodies. She knew she had a lighter in there somewhere, never leaving the house without one. After a few moments, she manages to find her newst one - hot pink and filled with fuel. “What are the magic words? Puff puff pass?”
“ah! please, please, please! i need a favor.” the blonde femme said frantically, grabbing her companion’s hand and looking up at them with wide, blue and TERRIFIED eyes. “my ex is here with his new fucking girlfriend, the same one he cheated on me with. ANYWAYS. i need you to pretend we’re dating for like five minutes…please?” romy begged, desperation oozing of her, “i’ll buy your drinks for the rest of the night.”
“ah! please, please, please! i need a favor.” the blonde femme said frantically, grabbing her companion’s hand and looking up at them with wide, blue and TERRIFIED eyes. “my ex is here with his new fucking girlfriend, the same one he cheated on me with. ANYWAYS. i need you to pretend we’re dating for like five minutes…please?” romy begged, desperation oozing of her, “i’ll buy your drinks for the rest of the night.”
“You had me at free drinks,” Aurora raises a curious brow to the other, seeing the horrified look on her face. It was pure desperation and Rora wasn’t someone who would let someone else suffer like this. “I’ll put on the best academy award winning performance for ya. But, if you need me to punch an asshole, I can be of service too - just saying.”
kristine froseth + she/her + cis female – have you seen aurora grady around long beach? the twenty four year old can be spotted at the tall wall during their free time. word around the city is that they’re eccentric and hard working, yet, they can also be reckless and hot headed, but you didn’t hear that from me. they’re currently a waitress at two spoons and a skillet and have been in the city for fourteen years. when i think of them, i think of fleetwood mac blasting out of a jacked up van, the smell of vanilla and cigarette smoke, a crooked smile that can light up a room. they’re typically seen walking the streets of long beach with a cigarette in one hand and a can of cherry coke. let’s hope the city treats them well!
Trigger warning for mentions of child endangerment, violence, sin tbh
BASICS
Full Name: Aurora Rivers Grady
Nickname: Rora, Ror, Easy A, Blondie
Age: 24
Hair color: dirty blonde, long with a natural slight wave
Eye color: blue
Piercings: ears, nipples, tongue
Tattoos: too many to count, most notable is her infamous tramp stamp
Negative Traits: Reckless, Snarky, Self-destructive, Closed off
CHARACTER PLAYLIST
Crazy Train - Ozzy Osbourne
Fade Into You - Mazzy Star
Gypsy - Fleetwood Mac
Dancing Barefoot - Patti Smith
AESTHETICS
Hickies on your neck, ta southern drawl that never quite went away, the lingering smell of cigarette smoke mixed with cheap vanilla perfume, running from the cops, a cold can of cherry coke, chipped nail polish, smudged eyeliner, your favorite pair of worn-in vans, throwing up middle fingers too much
MINI BIO
Aurora Grady never really had a fighting chance at life. Born to two idiot teenage parents, they were the kind of couple who should have not gotten together, nor had a child for that matter. So, you can safely say that her childhood was quite chaotic. It was not out of the ordinary for them to constantly be evicted from whatever apartment or duplex they were living at, being forced to flee for temporary housing. Sometimes that consisted of a friend's place, homeless shelter, whatever beater car they had, or just the cold streets of the small in Georgia. Rora had many different “definitions” of home. Still, she didn’t fully resent her parents, she knew they were trying despite the odds stacked against them.
Eventually her parents were deemed not good enough to properly raise little Rora, so full custody was placed with the only distant relative CPS was able to get in contact with. Her father’s oldest sister, who had been currently living all the way in California. The older woman would be able to properly give her a safe place to live and flourish, unlike her brother who were too on and off and involved in other matters.
She began living with her at the age of ten and oh boy, she gave her hell from the start. You see, Aurora was often bullied because of her looks and personality. Being the new girl with the funny accent and the crooked teeth made her an easy target and be mocked. This went on for most of her young life until one day she chose to stop being the victim.
The young girl found most of her confidence through hanging around with the not so great crowds of Long Beach - the outcasts and burnouts. They were a group of guys and gals who didn’t judge her and welcomed her with open arms. They were people who grew up in similar rough backgrounds so it was easy for her to fit in with them.
So, as early as thirteen, fourteen years old she was spending late nights at The Tall Wall. Chain smoking cigarettes, finishing off full bottles of vodka, and hooking up with randoms. Half the time her aunt didn’t know where she was and it made her worried sick. Her reckless behavior definitely put a bad strain on their relationship but Aurora didn’t care.
When Aurora was seventeen, she got into a nasty fight with another girl at a club while she was extremely drunk and under the influence. The fight almost turned deadly, the other girl being hospitalized with a serious blow to her head. Aurora was sent to juvie for a year and a half due to the fight and other charges that were caught up on her.
Flash forward 1.5 years, she is released from juvie and put on probation. With nowhere else to go, she had no choice but to move back in with aunt. Even though the older woman was not proud of her past actions, she couldn’t leave her to the streets.
Being forced to try to clean up her act, she becomes a waitress at Two Spoons and a Skillet. It’s far from her dream job but it’s something. Rora is trying to put enough money away to eventually get her own place and maybe consider signing up for a few college classes.
Right now.....she’s just kinda vibing w life atm?? Just wanting to enjoy being young and dumb, trying to make semi better life decisions
OTHER FUN FACTS
Was known as “Easy A” in high school due to her frequently hooking up with people and getting an STI as a result
A rumor was spread around that she was a witch and Rora never confirmed or denied it lmfao
Drives a beat up 70′s van that she adores even tho it’s a piece of shit and barely runs. She loves to hotbox inside of it and the back of it is decorated all cute n cozy for a perfect smoking spot!!
She plays keys for Velvet Groove and loves it <3
She dropped out of high school when she was seventeen due to flunking out of her classes and well, not giving a shit
Has many tattoos and piercings, her favorite is her tongue piercing and her tramp stamp she got during one of her many drunken nights
Runs on spite and cherry coke
Her favorite candy is sour patch kids
Constantly is missing her alarm
If she doesn’t have her morning cigarette, she is cranky AF
Always making mix tapes for the different seasons, general vibes, and for her close friends
Her other music icon is Stevie Nicks, Fleetwood Mac being a band that she can always recall her aunt playing during Sunday mornings or in the car.
Her style is very whimsigoth meets punk/alternative. She thrifts most of her clothing and her style inspiration is heavily drawn from Stevie Nicks. Joan Jett, and other female musicians. She can be found in mini skirts, slip dresses, long maxi skirts, baby tee’s, band merch, etc.
Makes her own DIY jewelry and sometimes sells it to other people for quick cash
Currently attending anger management classes as part of her probation plan, she needs to learn to control her “frustrations” better.
I used to care when men called me difficult. I really did. Then I stopped. This way is better.
DJATS appreciation week — day one
favourite character: Daisy Jones
