isabella mayer

ISaBELLA mayer // 22 // bartender

[isabellamayerxo]

I'm a little tiny? 

[isabellamayerxo]

Keep Our Inner Peace Alive and We Can See the Light.

[thatoneevechick]

Eve smirked when she saw her friend, shrugging a bit. "I’m a fast walker… it comes from walking to work everyday and making sure I get to work on time and shit." Leaning against the bar she looked the woman over before peering at the options for drinks. "Hey, do you think you could get me a beer babe?" She asked, not really wanting to get completely hammered, just drink casually with her pal for a bit.

When the topic came up about James, Eve pursed her lips. “He had to go to work and everyone was coupling up… I’m not a fan of drinkin’ alone." She said with a shrug, though there really was no point in hiding things from a woman who was quickly becoming Eve’s best friend. 

Running her hand through her hair, Eve sighed roughly. “He and I see each other almost every day, okay?" She said, putting her hands on her thighs and patting them slightly. "Even if it’s just random texts or something we’re pretty much always talking… but I’m not trying to push anything on him and he’s not trying to push anything on me, we’re really casual and that’s fine." Eve looked up at Isa, letting her know there was a but coming on.

"The more I see him, the more I want to see him. It’s ridiculous, but it’s true. Like… I went to LA last weekend with Vienna to help her with a little ‘issue’ she had and well, I told him I was leaving and he ended up coming over to say goodbye." She scooted a bit closer to her friend, "Isa, he held me… like, we laid on my couch and I was in his arms and he just held me. We talked and he didn’t let me go. The whole time. He just laid there holding me. When I asked him why he came he said: because we usually see each other everyday and you’re going to be gone for a couple of days so I came to say goodbye." 

Eve sighed, running her hand through her hair. "I keep seeing these little things. Tiny little details about him, I don’t know if it’s the artist in me or what… but I usually notice things about him when he’s with me but, that night, he noticed something about me. He noticed that I hum when I’m around him. I don’t hum around anyone else Isa, I don’t know why I hum, I just do, but. Ugh. I don’t know, it’s stupid, I don’t even know why it’s on my mind so much." Eve couldn’t face Isa’s gaze for a moment, finally looking at her; the look in her eyes practically screaming help. 

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Isabella brought her hands together in a praying position but imitated a genie, “Your wish is my command.” Hopping off of her stool, she went over to the cooler and grabbed two Heinekens from the huge fridge behind the bar. Picking up the bottle opener that was hanging behind the bar, she popped both caps and walked back over to Eve. “You weren’t specific, so I just grabbed whatever.” Placing Eve’s beer in front of her, she took a sip of her own. Letting the cool beer wash down her throat, she smiled. “On the house, by the way. I drug you out, so you get free drinks, as long as you don’t get too crazy.”  

“Not a fan of drinking alone? Hell, I invented it. Or at least I feel like I did sometimes.” Leaning back and getting comfortable on her stool, she brought her knees up to her chest and perching. With how small she was, Isabella fit easily.

She watched as Eve began to spill about James. Eve didn’t seem like the type to talk about her feelings all the time, so she could tell this was going to be like pulling teeth for her. Isabella listened intently and kept her eye contact. “So, let me get this straight… You see each other daily, you talk constantly, even if it is just texting, and you’re casual. Which is totally fine with you. So what’s the problem?” Her eyebrows scrunched together a little, but she had to break eye contact to look down the bar to make sure she wasn't needed. She didn’t want to lose any tips because of her ‘girl talk.’

Shaking her head at different’ parts of Eve’s explanation, Isabella started to smile. “Girl, he’s totally hooked. Guys don’t just cuddle for the fun of it unless they have feelings too. Or unless they’re a complete momma’s boy and I’m going to go out on a limb and say James is definitely not a momma’s boy.” She chuckled at the last part. She could tell Eve was stressing, and hoping that making a little humor come into the conversation would relieve a little bit of the stress.

 Moving her legs from her perched position, Isabella moved her arms to rest against the bar and held her beer in between her hands and beamed at Eve. When she finally looked up helplessly, Isabella shook her head. “Honey, you’ve both got it bad. Now whether either of y’all will stop being stubborn enough to realize it and admit it to each other is another story.” Shrugging her shoulders with a what else can I say look, Isabella turned and looked down the bar and spotted a customer’s drink almost empty. “I’ll be right back, you think about that for a second.” With that, Isabella headed down the bar to the customer and smiled as she took their drink order and filled it. Making her rounds again, she kept looking back at Eve. The girl honestly had it bad.

[isabellamayerxo]

11, 13,15

11. Does love = sex?

Honestly? More than likely. If you love someone, why not be as connect as physically and emotionally possible?

13.When was the last time you told someone HONESTLY how you felt regardless of how difficult it was for you to say? Who was it? What did you have to tell the person?

About two months ago. I told my parents I was leaving Nashville. It was my home, and they just assumed I would be there forever like them and I couldn't do it. I had to get away. They didn't take it so well at first, they're still not completely okay with it but they're learning to be.

15. What do you think would be the hardest thing for you to give up? Why would it be hard to lose?

Music. I cannot go a day without listening to some kind of music. Even with my head throbbing, I have music on low. I'm constantly humming and have some song playing in my mind.

[isabellamayerxo]

23 DEEP ASS Questions.

1. What is more difficult for you, looking into someones eyes when you are telling someone how you feel, or looking into someones eyes when they are telling you how they feel?

2. Think of the last time you were REALLY angry. WHY were you angry? Do you still feel the same way?

3. You are on a flight from Honolulu to Chicago non-stop. There is a fire in the back of the plane. You have enough time to make ONE phone call. Who do you call? What do you tell them?

4. You are at the doctor’s office and he has just informed you that you have approximately one month to live. Do you tell anyone/everyone you are going to die? What do you do with your remaining days? Would you be afraid?

5. You can have one of the following two things. Which do you choose? Why? Love and Trust.

6. You are walking down the street on your way to work. There is a dog drowning in the canal on the side of the street. Your boss has told you if you are late even once more, you are fired. Do you take the time to save the dogs life? Why or Why not?

7. Would you rather be hurt by the one you trust the most or the one you love the most?

8. Your best friend confesses that he/she has feelings for you more than just friendship. He/she is falling in love with you. What do you (or did you) do/say?

9. Think of the last person who you know that died. You have the chance to give them 1 hour of life back, but you have to give up one year of yours. Do you do it? Why or Why not?

10. Are you the kind of friend that you would want to have as a friend?

11. Does love = sex?

12.Your boss tells your coworker that they have to let them go because of work shortage, and they are the newest employee. You have been there much longer. Your coworker has a family to support and no other means of income. Do you go to your boss and offer to leave the company? Why or Why not?

13.When was the last time you told someone HONESTLY how you felt regardless of how difficult it was for you to say? Who was it? What did you have to tell the person?

14. What would be (or what was) harder for you to tell a member of the opposite/same sex, you love them or that you do not love them back?

15. What do you think would be the hardest thing for you to give up? Why would it be hard to lose?

16. Excluding romantic love, when was the last time you told someone you loved them. Who were they to you?

17. If there was one moment and one time in the last month what would you change and why?

18. Would you give a homeless person CPR if they were dying? Why or Why not?

19.You are holding onto your grandmother’s hand and the hand of a newborn that you do not know as they hang over the edge of a cliff. You have to let one go to save the other. Who do you let fall to their death? What was your rationale for making the decision?

20. Are you old fashioned?

21. When was the last time you were nice to someone and did NOT expect anything in return for it?

22.Which would you choose, true love with a guarantee of a broken heart, or never loved at all? Why?

23.If you could do anything or wish anything, what would it be?

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[isabellamayerxo]

Love You Madly - Cake 

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Keep Our Inner Peace Alive and We Can See the Light.

[thatoneevechick]

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Notes: You’re fine baby!

Eve had just been sitting around her apartment, having just eaten supper and settled in for an evening of watching reruns and sketching things from memory. Most of which had to do with the many interesting faces of a certain gentleman who occupied a decent amount of her time. 

It was then that Eve received a text message from Isabella, a new found friend of hers and confidant. At her request, to which Eve was happy to oblige, she got up and went into her bedroom, finding her favorite shoes and heading out of her apartment and down to the bar Isa worked at. 

On my way babe.

She text as she began walking down the sidewalk. Not too long afterward she arrived, looking around. It didn’t seem too terribly crowded, which was fine, Eve was here to see Isa, not to party. Walking up to the bar she sat in a booth and spun around for a moment. "YO! Can I get some service here. Preferably from a hot Tennessean with a nice ass!" She called out as she spun, coming to a halt facing the bar once more and smirking devilishly.

[isabellamayerxo]

Note: I'm setting this after the bonfire, for obvious reasons!

Isabella had just gotten done making a round of shots for a bridal group when she made her way back down towards her chair at the end of the bar. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw her phone light up, but before she could get to it she heard a familiar voice. Her eyes scanned around trying to find the voice before she spotted Eve Westwick. 

"Well damn. If I would've known you would have come this fast, I would have texted you about thirty minutes ago." Isabella checked the bar and made sure she wasn't needed then walked over to Eve and sat down across from her. She looked her over and was instantly jealous. The goddess in front of her could literally pull off any outfit she put on. While Isabella was not too restricted, she definitely could not pull off half of the stuff that Eve wore. She would look like a complete fraud, or worse - a hooker. 

Looking around again, to make sure she was not need, Isabella settled back in the booth and crossed her arm. "So, catch me up on your life. I feel like we hardly talk anymore. How has it been with James since the bonfire? I know he wasn't there very long, and then you disappeared shortly after him." Isabella said the last part with a smirk on her face. She had her theories about where Eve had disappeared off to afterward, and she was almost positive it involved another handsome man. 

[isabellamayerxo]

I get by with a little help from my friends. 

[isabellamayerxo]

Pulling me apart like an onion,

LAYER ONE: THE OUTSIDE

Name: Isabella Marie Mayer 

Eye Color:  Hazel

Hair Style/Color: Naturally wavy, and it's about medium at the moment.

Height: 5’3

Clothing style:  It's sort of all over the place. It depends on my mood. It's a work in progress. I just like clothes in general. My motto is, if it's cute I'll buy it. It doesn't necessarily have to be my style. I'll try anything.

Best physical feature: I guess I'll go with my voice? I've been told I'm alright.

LAYER TWO: THE INSIDE

Your fears: Snakes and failure.

Your guilty pleasure: Mindless pop music that have catchy lyrics.

Ambitions for the future: Hopefully someday to achieve my dreams.

LAYER THREE: THOUGHTS

Your first thoughts waking up: "Why is it so bright in here?”

What you think about most: Honestly? Food. 

What you think about before bed: A lot of thing, I'm a bit of a worrier. 

You think your best quality is:  My patience. I tend to stick with you through the good and the bad. 

LAYER FOUR: WHAT’S BETTER?

Single or group dates: Single, definitely. 

To be loved or respected: That's hard. But if you're loved, doesn't that mean they have to respect you? 

Beauty or brains: Brains. 

Dogs or cats: Dogs, all the way. Hands down.

LAYER FIVE: DO YOU.

Lie: If it helps instead of hurts the person, yes.

Believe in yourself: Sometimes. Well, I try to. 

Believe in love: Maybe. I don't really know.

LAYER SIX: EVER?

Been on stage: Yes, actually.

Done drugs: I did go to college, so pot was easily accessible.

Changed who you were to fit in: I think everyone does at some point in high school. 

LAYER SEVEN: FAVORITES

Favorite color: Purple. 

Favorite animal: Dog. 

Favorite movie: Something Borrowed.

Favorite game: Trouble, and don't ask me why. It just always has been.

LAYER EIGHT: AGE

Day your next birthday will be: Almost a full year from now.

How old will you be: 24.

Age you lost your virginity: 17.

Does age matter: Sometimes.

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When your witness doesn't testify,

And a mobster goes free,  you lose the case, and you almost get fired. I would like to cry into a bowl of ice cream please. 

Habeas Corpus Ad Testificandum sure would have been nice tonight. 

[isabellamayerxo]

I think you forget that no one understand legal jargon but you. But I don't think crying into the ice cream would help the flavor. Leave over to the other side of it. 

But that definitely sounds like a bad day, I'm sorry.

[mason--daniels-deactivated20130]

I guess I should stop being a hermit.

[isabellamayerxo]

You chose the perfect day to come out of hiding! We're all at the beach, you should come join. 

[isabellamayerxo]

Got a secret, can you keep it?

Like the song says, my lips are sealed. 

[isabellamayerxo]

evewestbitch: @isamayerxo oh honey don't hide that sexy body of yours -- i'll give you booze til you show it off ;) #iwillmakeithappen #letsgetyoulaid

isamayerxo: @evewestbitch i'm official scared. here's to extra curriculars, right?

[isabellamayerxo]

evewestbitch: @isamayerxo oh my god I am so stoked for this, we're gonna party til we drop, wanna skinny dip with me? haha #noshame

isamayerxo: @evewestbitch oh girl there will be a lot of shame. but if there is equal amount of alcohol, anything can happen. #any #thing

[isabellamayerxo]

@isamayerxo this bonfire is much needed. bring on the ocean and smores #summer #beachin

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Come & Get It - Selena Gomez

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Keep Our Inner Peace Alive and We Can See the Light.

Tag: Eve

Location: The Sun Liquor Lounge (Isabella's job)

Time: Around 10:30 pm, Thursday 

Attire: Here

Notes: I just made it where Eve stopped by while Isabella was working? And I followed your para pattern as well as added in what Fran does...

For some reason, Thursday nights had started turning into her slowest nights. What happened to Thirsty Thursday? For whatever reason Thursdays started failing, Mondays and Wednesday had started picking up for the Sun Liquor Lounge. Which Isabella was alright with, because she held the bar for those nights as well. Seeing the opportunity, Isabella quickly made her rounds around the bar making refills and taking new orders before posting back at her spot down at the far end. Grabbing her cell phone, she scrolled through her contacts until she reached 'Tattoo Eve' which is what she had placed her into her phone as when they first exchanged numbers. 

Hey girl, if you're up for it the bar is dead and I'd love the company. 

Isabella had a lot to talk to Eve about, who had actually turned into the person that she confided in the Complex. Who would've thought? The tiny 5'3" southern belle and the 5'9" kickass tattoo artist? But for some reason, Is felt perfectly fine confessing her wildest dreams to someone that most would find somewhat scary when first seeing her appearance because of the amount of tattoos back in Nashville. Scrolling through her phone, she returned any texts or emails that were needed before seeing a new couple down by the other side of the bar and made her way down taking their drink orders.