Oh, them? That’s just TALULAH WANG, he’s about TWENTY-TWO years old, if I remember correctly. And I’m pretty sure they identify as FEMALE. As far as I know, they’re pretty ADVENTUROUS, & DETERMINED, but can be sort of STUBBORN, OBSESSIVE, & IMPULSIVE, so tread lightly. I heard her talking the other day, apparently they’re from MINNEAPOLIS, MN, and are here because she and her son needed a break from the press. There’s this crazy rumor going around that they’re dating a married politician. And, seriously, don’t you think they look just like CHLOE BENNET?
The boonies are no place for a young girl, and in Talulah’s opinion, no place for anyone.  The daughter of a previously well-travelled, worldly mother (now stuck in a double wide in the middle of a drug riddled county) and a crank addicted, meth selling, moonshine drinking, father, Talulah didn’t have the best childhood.  But, while it wasn’t roses and daisies, nothing horrible happened to her either, no tragic incidents or life changing events.–She was cherished by her mother, at first, and she the woman gave her baby girl the middle name of ‘India’ (having to give her the horrible first name of Talulah because her husband insisted on honoring his mother), naming her after he most favorite place to travel, making the baby girl a beacon of hope, that one day she might get to go back, and bring Talulah with her.  But it only took a few years for that hope that Talulah’s mother held to turn to hate, slowly realizing that she was never getting out of West Virginia, realizing that she may have actually had a chance, if it weren’t for the small baby that kept her chained to that trailer.
Talulah grew up mostly on her own, raising herself, making sure she went to school, that she had enough money for lunch, or clothes to wear.  Because she knew her parents didn’t really care, she could have started whoring herself out in the middle of their small town square, and they wouldn’t have blinked an eye. —  But by the time she was 16, she was over it all, living on her own without actually living alone.  More than once she had the thought of dropping out of high school and trying to make it on her own, but more than once had her mother instilled the idea in her that she couldn’t do anything by herself, that she was worthless.  By the time she turned 17, Talulah was convinced she was never leaving Bethlehem, that she would be stuck there forever.–That all changed one day when a well dressed man knocked on their trailer door.  At first, she slammed the door shut in his face, assuming it was a Jehova’s witness or something of the like.  But then he called out her name, and being the curious girls he was, she just had to know how.  After opening the door to him once more, he formally introduced himself.  He was her grandfather, and he had come to pick her up.  Over the next few months, after going with her grandfather, she learned that her mother was once the cherished daughter, the one believed to take over the company’s throne once her father retired, but was crushed under the pressure.  Talulah’s grandfather told her the grand love story of her mother and her real father, the two backpacking around the globe on their gap year, the story that ended in him leaving once she revealed she was pregnant, the story that led Talulah’s mother to her life in West Virginia, that led to her hiding from her own father due to shame.– Talulah’s grandfather promised her that he had always meant to come and get her, but her mother would never let him, but finally he had received a letter, begging for him to take her.–Talulah didn’t know whether to be heartbroken or heart warmed to hear that.  Was she just trying to get rid of her, or was she trying to give Talulah a better life?
Talulah ended up finishing the second half of her junior and completing her senior year of high school in Minneapolis while she lived with her grandfather.  She had plans for herself, grand ones.  She was going to move out to Los Angeles, get a job, live her life.  None of these plans involved getting knocked up in her last few months of high school.  And even when these plans changed to involve the little bump she now had, they didn’t involve ruining another life, the father’s.  At first, when she found out, she thought her life was ruined, and she was determined to minimize the damage of their carelessness, and decided not to tell him that he had a child on the way, instead, letting the two naturally drift apart, figuring it was better that way.  But, now, 4 years later, she feels entirely different.  She knows her son, Theo, while unexpected, was the best thing to happen to her, and looking back, she regrets not telling his father about him. Â
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