Good Graces

Haley Owens, 40 years old, Police Officer

[haley-owens]

[cis woman and she/her] Welcome to Aurora Bay, [HALEY OWENS]! I couldn’t help but notice you look an awful lot like [NATHALIE KELLEY]. You must be the [FORTY] year old [POLICE OFFICER]. Word is you’re [THOUGHTFUL] but can also be a bit [DEFENSIVE] and your favorite song is [GOOD GRACES BY SABRINA CARPENTER]. I also heard you’ll be staying in [SEABROOK QUARTER]. I’m sure you’ll love it!

BASIC INFO

full name:  Haley Owens

pronouns & gender: she/her, cis woman

birthday & birthplace:  August 25th, 1985 (40 years old)

location: Seabrook Quarter

sexuality: Bisexual

relationship status: Divorced

occupation: Police Officer

face claim: Nathalie Kelley

BIO

Since Haley's brown eyes opened and she was held against her mother's chest, it seemed as though she had been given the ideal life. She was raised in a loving and humorous household with children playing on the backs of black labs and a father who would frequently lift his young daughter up on his shoulders when the crowds were too high for her to see. The town's commercial construction worker, Benedict Owens, had his hands full with three older brothers who filled the house with most of the males. With the two oldest brothers the product of a teenage pregnancy and an unplanned second kid shortly after, the family began young. Haley and her close third brother arrived in the couple's thirties. Even so, Benedict and Kathleen Owens made every effort to give their kids the greatest upbringing imaginable, even though their separate professions were subpar—more dirty jobs than white collar ones, in a way. For the kids in the Owens household, that was irrelevant. The fact that their parents were somewhat of heroes will never alter.

So far, so good, and for the most part, her life has remained that way. What brought her back to reality was a Saturday night at her senior prom when she was loading up with friends in a car that was too tiny for the number of people crammed into the back seat. She didn't want to leave, even though many of the people around her had some sort of fantasy about leaving this town, so she kept joyriding about it until they were building up bonfires on the beach and stealing a few beers from their parents' stash. Despite her talent and large brain, she was not interested in attending universities like Yale or Stanford. She wanted to stick around someplace familiar, where she knew the ins and outs of the city streets and her Pops was just around the block if she might have needed him. She wanted to stay home, and she wanted to do what what she believed was right, becoming a police officer.

After years at police academy, Haley managed to graduate within the top of her class and succeed in becoming what she always wanted. Although her years of dedicating her life to becoming a police officer, that didn't stop her from what she assumed would be her happily ever after. But sometimes things didn't end the way she wished they would. After her divorce with her husband, Haley focused all on her career where she currently resides in Aurora Bay.

[josephxwade]

"Looks like it's just me and you tonight then, Hales." Joseph took a long sip of his beer as he turned to look around the bar that really wasn't packed considering it was Friday night. But at least he wasn't alone so that was always a good thing. He motioned to the bartender to get them some fries, then turned back to Haley "What are you drinking tonight?" @haley-owens

[haley-owens]

"I was thinking of a mojito or a long island, but long island seems a little excessive so maybe a mojito." Haley said with a simple shrug of her shoulders smiling. "So...have you been staying out of trouble or have you been well...yourself."

[celineaargon]

"Oh, I need the full package. Facial, body treatment and massage. After the week I've had, I need all the relaxation I can get." the brunette said, chuckling slightly. "Do you have any Valentine's plans for tonight?"

[haley-owens]

"Besides drinking a good white wine with some chocolate covered strawberries and watching 13 going on 30? No...nothing romantic." Haley said with a simple eye roll, "Although I should have agreed to dinner with this one guy who asked but I was thinking nah, he probably would have expected more. How about you?"

[haley-owens]

GIFT

G : GIFT. is your muse good at gift - giving or do they struggle to get it right?

"I seem to struggle, I want the gift to be perfect, that the other will like and not just say thank you. I want the excitement to be there when they first open it and realize it was what they wanted. Maybe that's why I struggle to give gifts, I tend to overthink it."

[haley-owens]

closed starter: @celineaargon location: Sea Salt Spa

"I am a firm believer a much needed spa was what the doctor asked for." Haley said as she tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. "I was thinking of doing the facial but there's also the massage that is screaming my name. What about you?"

[marcusyoung]

Marcus held her gaze, letting her words settle in, feeling the weight of them in his chest. He hadn't expected certainty, hell, he wasn't sure he'd even wanted it. But this? This quiet willingness, this understanding between them? It was more than he’d let himself hope for.

His fingers curled slightly against hers, grounding himself in the warmth of her touch. “Slow works for me,” he said, his voice steady but low, like he didn’t want to break whatever fragile thing they were rebuilding. “We’ve rushed before, and look where that got us.” A hint of something wry passed through his expression, but there was no bitterness in it, just the honesty of someone who had learned the hard way.

His thumb brushed against her hand before he finally exhaled, a small nod following. “Together, then.” The words weren’t grand, weren’t overpromising, but they meant everything. And for now, that was enough.

@haley-owens

[haley-owens]

"Well what do you expect when we were younger and a bit naive." She said jokingly as she flashed him a small smile. Their past was something she often looked back on, thinking of what she could have done differently to be more supportive or what he could have done to support her. In the end, she believed they lost their sight of their marriage by their jobs and not communicating. Now, she hopes they could work things out, slowly but surely.

"I'm really glad you showed up Marcus...I mean it."

[haley-owens]

😞 DISAPPOINTED FACE — does your oc attract others, or do they tend to be left alone?

"I like to think I attract others, I apparently have a very friendly face for others to come and strike a conversation with me. Which helps with my job honestly if I have to speak with someone about an incident."

[haley-owens]

🖤 BLACK HEART

🖤 BLACK HEART — has your oc killed or seriously wounded anyone before? have they broken someone's heart and/or broken someone's trust?

"I haven't killed anyone, I mean that would beat the purpose of my job. Have I injured someone? Yes. But only because they wouldn't obey with the law and it was needed to catch them. But as for breaking someone's heart or trust...I think I broke a few that I regret but it was only purely because I assumed it would be the better idea to do so."

[haley-owens]

🍄 (mushroom) - Does your character like being in nature or do they prefer the indoors? Do they have any outdoor hobbies like camping or fishing? If they prefer the indoors, why?

"I love being indoors, anything related to having to go for a hike or camping is a big no for me. I hate bugs and I hate sleeping on a shit make shift bed. I much prefer having running water and a glass of riesling wine."

[kierankeane]

Kieran smirked, tilting his head as if considering her words. “Oh, so you thrive in the unpredictable mess, but only if you don’t have to clean it up? Smart. Sounds like you’d do well in my world.” His tone was teasing, but there was a knowing glint in his eye. “Chaos is an art form, you know. You just have to embrace the right amount of disaster without, you know… actually burning anything down.”

He let out a low chuckle, shaking his head. “Alright, noted, no flames, no mystery ingredients, and nothing that tastes like regret. I think I can manage that.” He leaned forward slightly, resting his elbows on the counter. “But just so we’re clear, if this turns out to be a masterpiece, I expect full credit. And if it’s a disaster… well, you did say you’re here for the challenge.” His grin widened. “No backing out now, Haley.”

@haley-owens

[haley-owens]

Haley raised an eyebrow, her lips curving into a playful smile as she leaned in slightly, mirroring his posture. "Oh, I'm all about embracing a little chaos, but I’m definitely more of a spectator than a participant when it comes to the clean-up." She shrugged, feigning innocence. "I mean, someone has to watch the fireworks, right?"

Her eyes sparkled with amusement as she gave him a once-over, tapping her fingers on the counter thoughtfully. "Chaos as an art form, huh? Well, I’m not opposed to a little mess if it means there’s a chance for something interesting to happen. But fair warning—you’re the one holding the matches here, not me." She grinned, tapping the edge of her glass with a soft clink.

At his comment about credit, she chuckled, rolling her eyes in mock exasperation. "Oh, don’t worry, I’ll give you all the credit, Kieran. If this turns out to be a masterpiece." Her voice dropped an octave, clearly teasing now. "But if it’s a disaster, you’ll be lucky if I don’t blame you entirely. You know how I love a good challenge, but I’m not sure my stomach can handle 'mystery ingredients.'" She leaned back, her smile mischievous. "So, no pressure. Let’s just see how it turns out. But I’ll definitely hold you to that promise—no backing out now."

[laureljacobs]

"I don't know if it's so much 'above the system' as it is just not knowing when to quit," Laurel groused quietly as they pulled the release paperwork toward themself and flipped through, scanning for anything they hadn't already seen a thousand times before.

The rebuke came easily, but gently; as much grief as some of her clients often gave her, she was no great fan of law enforcement or the sovereignty of "the system" herself, but she tried to keep things neutral enough whenever she had to go down to the station in order to maintain a working relationship with these people. She liked Haley well enough though. At least Laurel didn't immediately get the urge to strangle her on sight.

"Oh, I'm peachy," she said, looking up at Haley with a grin too wide and dead-eyed to be real. "I love coming out here on on a Saturday night just to do paperwork. There's nowhere else I'd rather be, really."

@haley-owens

[haley-owens]

Haley chuckled softly, leaning back against the desk as she watched Laurel with a raised eyebrow. "Yeah, I can tell. That grin’s definitely giving me the whole ‘living my best life’ vibe," she teased, her tone light but still carrying the understanding that sometimes, the job just sucked. "I get it though—paperwork’s the worst. But hey, at least you didn’t have to deal with the traffic getting out here. Small victories, right?"

She took a small step forward, eyes scanning over the paperwork Laurel had spread out in front of her, then casually added, “But seriously, you don't have to pretend you love this. We both know you’d rather be anywhere else, even if it’s just at home, sipping something strong and pretending the world outside doesn’t exist.” Her smile softened, but her eyes still had a bit of that knowing edge to them. “We all get to that point sometimes.”

Haley paused, folding her arms across her chest as she tilted her head slightly. "But hey, no judgment. Just don't make it a habit of enjoying the paperwork, yeah? I think we’d both be in trouble if that happened."

[castellcnos]

open: @aurorabaystarter location: aurora bay times hq

"You better be here to give my journalists the next massive story that's going to sell a bunch of papers, or give me some exclusive photographs of the town superhero. If not, your parked ass better get movin'."

[haley-owens]

"Now Ricky...is that way to talk to a police officer?" Haley said as she placed her hand on her hips staring at him, the smile fighting it's way onto her features as she couldn't stop the laughter from escaping her lips.

[josephxwade]

Joseph chuckled, the corners of his mouth lifting in amusement as he looked at her. "Mysterious loner, huh? Guess I’ve got the vibe down, don’t I?" He took a sip of his drink, letting the coolness settle before meeting her gaze. "As for rough day—nah, not really. Just one of those where everything feels a bit too loud, you know?" He shrugged slightly, his expression casual but his eyes a little more thoughtful. "But yeah, could always use a little company to make it all a bit less noisy." @haley-owens

[haley-owens]

Haley tilted her head slightly, a soft smile curling at her lips. “Oh, you definitely nailed the whole mysterious loner thing,” she teased, raising her own drink in a mock toast to his vibe. But when he mentioned the noise in his head, her smile faded just a little, her gaze softening. She knew exactly what he meant.

“Yeah, I get that. Some days it’s like the world’s just... louder than usual, like you can’t catch a break from it.” She took a slow sip of her drink, considering her words. “Sometimes, company helps—just someone to share the quiet with, you know? Doesn’t have to be anything grand, just a little space to breathe.” She met his eyes again, the teasing edge back in her voice as she added, “So, lucky for you, I’m pretty good at making things a little less noisy.” The grin she gave him was playful, but the offer was real.

[princemercer]

Presents had never been a deciding factor on whether his Christmas was or wasn't going to be a good one that year. No, that belonged to his father and whether he would actually be spending Christmas day with Prince or not. More often than not, he spent his Christmas day with his father's personal assistants and other members of staff.

Prince would have traded all the Christmas presents in the world to just have his father want to spend some time with him.

"Do you have any hopes and goals for 2025?" Prince inquired, cutting further into his stack of pancakes, the chocolate chips already melting and pooling around the bottom of his stack. "This town does produce some of the best pastries I've ever seen in my life. I'm more than guilty of eating more than one for breakfast on my way to the office in the morning. I need to embark on a baked goods crawl before the New Year rolls in and I have to commit to my strict workout plan again." @haley-owens

[haley-owens]

Haley let out a soft laugh, shaking her head at the thought of a baked goods crawl. "Honestly, who wouldn't want to do that?" she said with a smirk, taking a sip of her coffee. "A strict workout plan sounds like the adult version of 'fun.' But hey, you deserve to treat yourself first. Maybe I should join you on that crawl—I’m not exactly committed to my own workout goals either, to be honest."

Her expression softened as she thought about his question. "Hopes and goals for 2025, huh?" She leaned back in her chair, swirling her coffee thoughtfully. "I guess... I’d like to focus more on being present. Life moves fast, and sometimes it’s hard to slow down and appreciate everything that’s happening. It sounds a little cliché, but maybe this year I can really make more of an effort to connect with the people who matter, you know? And, if I’m being honest, maybe work on figuring out how to be okay with not having everything figured out yet." She shot him a playful grin, eyes sparkling. "And, of course, I’m definitely on board for that pastry crawl. I’ll get a head start before I have to start all those 'good intentions' for the New Year."

[marcusyoung]

Marcus felt the weight of her words settle in his chest, a mixture of relief and longing washing over him. He hadn’t realized how much he’d been carrying alone until now, the simple comfort of her touch reminding him that he didn’t have to face everything by himself anymore. His gaze softened, and for the first time in a long while, he felt like the burden might be just a little bit lighter.

He swallowed, finding his voice a little more sure than before. "Haley," he began, his tone quiet but steady, "there’s something I’ve been meaning to ask you. I know we’ve been through a lot, and I don’t know if it’s the right time, but… can we try again? I’m not asking for everything to be perfect, but… can we give this a shot? Can we figure it out, together, like we used to?"

His heart was pounding, but his eyes were steady as he looked at her, hoping, just hoping, that there was still a way forward.

[haley-owens]

Haley’s heart skipped a beat at the quiet intensity of Marcus's words. For a moment, everything else seemed to fade away—the noise, the rush, the world outside. It was just the two of them, and the weight of what he’d said hung in the air, palpable and real. She hadn’t expected it, but somehow, hearing him say it so plainly, so vulnerably, made everything feel like it was coming full circle. Her gaze softened, her fingers instinctively reaching out to brush against his, the warmth of the simple gesture grounding her as she let his question settle inside her.

The question hung there, not urgent, but full of meaning. Her lips parted, the words forming on the tip of her tongue. She hesitated, but only for a moment, because despite all the things that had happened between them, something deep inside her whispered that maybe this was the time to try again. To open up, just a little more. Her voice was steady, but the slight tremor in it betrayed the mix of emotions she felt. “Marcus…” She let the name linger, like a quiet promise. “I don’t know what the future holds, and I’m not going to pretend like I have all the answers. But… I think we owe it to ourselves to see if we can find our way back to what we had. Slowly. We don’t have to have it all figured out right now. But yeah… I’m willing to try again. Together.”

Her eyes met his, and the steady warmth in her gaze matched the depth of the words she’d just said. “We’ve been through a lot, but maybe that’s what makes us stronger now. If we’re both in it, I think we can figure it out. Whatever this is, we’ll figure it out together.” She gave his hand a gentle squeeze, a quiet promise without needing to say more.

[kierankeane]

Kieran chuckled, his eyes twinkling with amusement as he leaned back in his seat. “Oh, you’ll definitely get to see the ‘magnetic’ part firsthand. Trust me, it's one of those things you can’t really explain until you’re in the middle of it.” He grinned wider at her comment about messiness. “Hey, I figure if you can’t embrace the chaos, what’s the point? It keeps things interesting. I mean, who wants everything to go perfectly all the time, right?”

Kieran raised an eyebrow as he held up his hands in mock surrender. “A disaster? Me? I’d like to think I’ve got the culinary adventure under control, but if you want to step in as my official taste tester, I can’t promise there won’t be a few... unexpected results.” He paused, then flashed a mischievous grin. “But hey, you can always judge me by my standards. That’s half the fun, right?”

@haley-owens

[haley-owens]

Haley raised an eyebrow, her lips curving into a playful smile as she leaned in slightly, clearly enjoying the banter. “Oh, I’m sure the ‘magnetic’ part is all part of the charm,” she teased, her voice dripping with mock seriousness. “But I’ll reserve judgment until I’ve seen it in action. No one wants to be too prepared for that kind of energy, right?” She grinned when he mentioned embracing chaos, nodding in agreement. “I mean, chaos definitely keeps things spicy. Who needs everything to be neat and predictable? Where’s the fun in that?” She gave a dramatic sigh as if mourning the loss of control. “Honestly, if everything went perfectly, I’d probably get bored. I’m all about the unpredictable mess, as long as I’m not the one cleaning it up afterward.”

When Kieran held up his hands in mock surrender, Haley couldn’t help but laugh, leaning back as if to give him some space to work his ‘culinary adventure.’ “A disaster? You sure about that? I mean, I’d offer to step in, but I’m not sure my taste buds are ready for that kind of commitment.” She smirked, tapping her chin thoughtfully. “But, hey, unexpected results? Sounds like the kind of challenge I’m here for. You just let me know when your mystery dish is ready for evaluation.” She leaned forward again, the mischievous grin never leaving her face. “And judge you by your standards, huh? Fair enough. But, just so we’re clear, my standards involve no flaming kitchens, no unidentifiable ingredients, and definitely no ‘surprise’ aftertaste. Keep it fun, but let’s keep it… tasty, alright?”

[cavenshh]

Lia smirked, swirling the drink in her hand as she leaned back, the idea already taking root in her mind. “Oh, Haley, you’ve got no idea. We’re about to set a new standard for luxury lounging. Avocado masks? Genius. The honey? Inspired. But cucumber slices on the eyes? That’s non-negotiable. We’re going the full cliché route.”

She chuckled, raising her glass to mirror Haley’s gesture. “Mood lighting is a must, candles, fairy lights, the whole deal. Maybe even some ocean sounds playing softly in the background for the full effect. We’ll be so serene, people will think we’ve joined a meditation retreat.” Her grin widened as she leaned forward, tapping the edge of Haley’s glass with hers. “Here’s to zen mastery and being the undisputed queens of relaxation. If this doesn’t erase every ounce of stress, I don’t know what will.”

@haley-owens

[haley-owens]

Haley raised her glass with a grin that matched Lia’s, the idea of full-on luxury lounging already feeling like a well-deserved escape. “Oh, I’m all in for this. Full cliché, all the way. We’re talking goddess-level pampering here. Avocado masks? Check. Honey? Double-check. And of course, cucumber slices—can’t have a spa day without those little green shields of relaxation.” She took a deliberate sip, savoring the thought of how ridiculous and perfect it would be.

The more Lia talked about mood lighting and ocean sounds, the more Haley was sold. “Mood lighting is essential. I’m thinking candles in every corner, fairy lights draped across the ceiling like we’re in a Pinterest dream. The ocean sounds? Genius move. Maybe we throw in some gentle rain noises too. Just in case we need that extra level of serenity.” Haley leaned forward, tapping her glass against Lia’s with a satisfied smile. “Here’s to becoming legends in relaxation. If this doesn’t fix everything, I swear, we’ll have to start a spa empire. People will come to us for the ultimate zen experience. And if nothing else, we’ll have a hell of a time pretending to be meditation experts.”

Her eyes sparkled, already picturing the whole ridiculous yet perfect setup. “I can already feel the stress melting away. This is exactly what I need." She paused, then added with a wink, "Also, if anyone dares question our spa day, we’ll just hit them with our ‘I’m one cucumber slice away from enlightenment’ look."