! * , (ana de armas, thirty six, cis female, she & her) ! * , hey, did you see JENSEN ALVAREZ unloading their boxes from the moving truck? i heard they are THIRTY SIX years old and work as a NEO NATAL SURGEON at LOCAL HOSPITAL. they totally remind me of HOW TO SAVE A LIFE by THE FRAY, FOUR CUPS OF COFFEE THROUGHOUT THE DAY, LATE NIGHTS AT WORK, THE THRILL OF SURGERY and SARCASTIC COMMENTS UNDER HER BREATH, EARLY MORNING RUNS and CURSING LIKE A SAILOR. they’ll probably hang out at MOLOTOV PUB ON WILMA LANE the most if you were looking for them.
Jensen Elena Alvarez was born on December 12th back in 1988. To two loving and hardworking parents. Alberto Alvarez her father was Chief for the Atlanta Police in Georgia, while her mother Camilla Alvarez (nee’ Santos), was a World Wide Known Neurosurgeon at the local hospital. She has an older brother named Tanner Alvarez. Overall Jensen had a wonderful childhood. She was close with her parents and had a good relationship with her brother. Tanner and Jensen fought but it wasn’t anything to crazy.
Was a straight A student, truly loved school. She had a good grew up friends and Jensen grew up dancing with Ballet and Hip Hop being her specialty. Within school, she cheered as well and was apart of the Yearbook Committee. To say she was popular was an understatement. Had met & fallen in love with her first boyfriend Christopher Woods from freshman year to junior year. They broke up due to him cheating on her. She ended up becoming Valedictorian at her High School & graduated with honors. Junior year, Jensen realized she wanted to be a surgeon just like her mother but not a Neurosurgeon. She wanted to be a Neonatal Surgeon.
Camilla Alvarez, Jensen’s mother is a World wide known Neurosurgeon at the local hospital in Atlanta, Georgia where she lived with her husband and two children. When Jensen her daughter said she wanted to become a surgeon as well, she was hoping she’d pick the same hospital. However, Jensen did not. Jensen decided to go to New York University.
While Camilla was a tad disappointed her daughter decided not to stay home, Camilla and her husband Alberto couldn’t of been more proud of their daughter. The summer of her gradating year of high school, Jensen packed up her things in Atlanta and moved to the big apple. Scared at first, she loved it. Manhattan and NYU was where she found her people.
Starting at New York Presbyterian, that’s where she made a name for herself. She became a double board- certified OB/GYN specializing in maternal-fetal medicine/ fetal surgery. She’s a neonatal surgeon, one of the best in the Country.
Now at thirty-six, Jensen has been living in Dauntridge, Oregon. She has been living here for six years after being offered the head attending for OBGYN at their local hospital. She has been loving every minute of it.
✦ ・a cigarette kept it's place between his index and middle finger, it burning mindlessly as he sat at the atop the sidewalk outside the pub where he often worked. the break was more than needed. his mind raced with tons of worry, mostly in regards to his son and it caused an anxiety like no other. the stick was brought to his mouth, he inhaled and exhaled the smoke as the burn in his throat offered some sort of comfort in the midst of his inner turmoil. “ hey, what's up ? ” he asked the newfound company to his night.
the bar was a place where jensen went when she had a tough day at work. the alcohol was something she used to ease her mind. it probably wasn't the best coping mechanism but whatever helped, right? the surgeon had grown to know half of the bartenders and workers there, she considered them her friends. maybe a few of them but not many. whoever made her drink right on those shitty nights were a friend. jesen was looking for jude, and the brunette found him outside smoking a cigarette. something she also used to do as a coping mechanism. taking a deep breath she pushed her hair out of her face "you have an extra one of those?" she questioned while raising her eyebrows and then folding her arms across her chest "what's going on, is everything alright?"
✦ ・the shop was quiet. that's how celeste liked it, content and in silence. her focus peaked in times like, able to put up stock and organize it how she preferred. her employees were taught such a system, too — a method created solely by cel. when the door's bell rang, she halted in her step and turned to face the visitor. “ welcome in ! ” a smile was given, kind and honest, as she welcomed them in. “ how can i help you ? ”
jensen was looking for a good book to read. she hasn't read anything in quite sometime and the brunette knew there were many good books out right now. full moon book store was one of her favorite places to go to in town aside from the bar and having some time before work, she found herself walking in. it was early, really early and jensen smiled softly and said "thank you!" she pushed her hair out of her face and continued with "ive been in a huge reading slump, do you have any suggestions? i mainly read thriller, but i think i want to get into fantasy?"
he rubs at his temples with his index and middle fingers, eyebrows riding up under the pressure of fingertips against his own skin. crap … the headache is bad. this friday morning is bad. knowing he has work tomorrow– regardless of a whole twenty-four hours still left until then … is bad too. “ mm ? “ will doesn’t open his eyes, listens ( or tries to ) but half fails “ sorry … short night. or long. however you want to see it. “ short in terms of sleep. long in terms of … what exactly had kept him in the pub until four anyway ? “ what was that about tequila in your story ? not sure i’m ready to think about it yet … “
jensen sat there, she sat there and watched him rub his temples. what was going on with him? a headache the brunette thought to herself. rubbing her temples was something she did when she had a headache. taking a deep breath, jensen was getting lost within her thoughts as well. shrugging her shoulders she shook her head and opened her mouth to speak "i was saying that hangovers are a bitch, especially when you have tequila in your shot. it's the worst thing to swallow." tilting her head, sitting up a minute jensen smiled softly "you need anything for that headache of yours?"
