Irrevocably

Lola Hawthorne. 19. “Let’s dance to joy division, And raise our glass to the ceiling, 'Cause this could all go so wrong, But we’re so happy.”

[teddyatwood-blog]

a day at the park | teddy & lola

[teddyatwood-blog]

"I would have thought it was a busy job. You know from the —," Teddy abruptly cut off when she leaned over on him. "No, uh, yeah, it’s totally fine," he replied, nodding to reassure her that it was alright by him, although he was a bit taken aback by all the intimate little things already from the kiss to the hug earlier to now.

"Fresh air’s good, I agree. Plus, a ton of people had their dogs out and walking today, so I really can’t complain. Heck, I even got to pet a few," he said. "Halle-Lujah Books, just across the street from the record store. I mostly stock is all, sometimes cashier but not too much."

"Still, it seems like it’d be a cool place to work. I mean, you probably learn a lot from the other people, don’t you?" he asked. As a once aspiring writer, working at the Hale Times seemed like a possible job in his future or at least during his college career, but after dropping out it seemed impossible as hard as he heard writing internships came by. "But isn’t that, like, illegal or something? Picking up prescriptions for people who you are not?"

[lolahawthorne]

"From the what, exactly? It can be really chaotic, just not everyday. It balances out, I think," Lola commented, looking up at the bright blue sky. "Thanks," she added, "you're a good one. Most people would be really irritating about that sort of thing. Just let me know if I'm bothering you, alright?" She looked back at him, concern crossing her visage.

"Are you a dog lover, then? Nice! I'm actually hoping to get a dog pretty soon. I'm thinking an English Bulldog or a Jack Russell Terrier, but I'm incredibly torn. It's a tough one," she replied, smiling. "Oh, there? That place seems really cool. I haven't been yet, but I ought to go soon. What kinds of books do you stock?"

"Oh, I'm definitely not complaining," Lola countered with a laugh, "but even the coolest of jobs can be difficult. I definitely larn a lot! There are fashion experts everywhere, it's the perfect place to learn." Lola thought about how lucky she was to have finagled her job as she had. Ever since she was little, she had always been fascinated and inspired by her mother, a retired supermodel, and when she found her internship, she felt as though her dreams had come true. "Oh, no. I don't think so, at least! I think they think I'm my boss' daughter, anyways."

[teddyatwood-blog]

a day at the park | teddy & lola

[teddyatwood-blog]

Teddy sat down on the bench, making sure there was enough room for her to sit down next to him. At her comment, he slightly recalled her mentioning that she worked at Hale Times or somewhere else of that nature. “I’ll bet,” he replied. ”You all are probably busy there all the time.” 

When she nudged him, he grinned at her and gently nudged her arm back. “Alright, I guess. I got to work this morning and it turned out they had scheduled me wrong and I wasn’t really even supposed to be there, so I’ve been hanging around here and downtown all day.” Realizing he had given her a long reply to a simple question, he laughed a bit and shrugged his shoulders, adding to his answer, “So alright, I guess.”

"How was your day, though?" he asked, quickly recovering. "I mean, why so long? You mentioned Hale Times on the phone last night. Is that where you work?"

[lolahawthorne]

"You'd be surprised, I actually don't do all too much," Lola replied, sighing. "Today was just.. exhausting." She turned, lightly resting the weight of her torso against Teddy's shoulder. "Do you mind?" she inquired, realizing the slight intimacy of her position. "The bench is so hard, and my back is killing me."

She smiled as he returned her gentle nudge, grinning at him. "Oh, that's the worst," she murmured sympathetically, "but at least you got to spend your day out in the fresh air. I mean, I know that sometimes if I don't really have obligations, I find it really hard to get out of the house. So you can look at it as a glass half-full sort of thing." She realized that she didn't really know much about Teddy, and saw this as an opportunity to learn more. "Where do you work, actually?"

"Yeah, that's where I work. I get coffee, run errands, you know. It's really when layout time comes that I end up having to run things back and forth to people that it get's more stressful," Lola answered, sighing a little bit. "Today was unusually exhausting, though, I had to try and pick up a prescription from all the way across town.

[lolahawthorne]

lola is such a lovely character omg

ooc: aw now you're makin me blush!!! thank u anon you are gr8

[jennamarx-blog]

Jenna. And I really love your name. It’s like among the ranks of Caroline and Maurice, which are my personal favorites so it’s pretty high. 

[lolahawthorne]

Nice to meet you, Jenna! Well, thanks. I have to say, Caroline and Maurice are pretty eclectic choices for favorite names, but I respect that.

[thaismernick]

Couldn’t agree more. It definitely has a bit of magic to it, and who doesn’t want to believe in that? [Patrick smiled and leaned back in his seat, making himself comfortable.] I do, yeah. Porcelain Silhouette. But what about you? You mentioned something about stylists earlier. Are you a model?

[lolahawthorne]

I don't think you ever grow too old to believe in magic, you just start to see it in different ways. [Lola rests her head against the wall they were seated against, looking him in the eye with a smile tugging at her lips] Sounds like an interesting one. Are you guys well known? Me? No, I'm not a model. I intern for the style section of the Hale Times? But like I said, the stylist I work most often for loves me, so he dresses me up a lot. 

e[Lola's phone rings, and upon seeing the caller, she picks up, holding her hand over the receiver to adress Patrick] Hold on a moment, I have to take this. [She puts the phone to her ear.] Che cosa? No, non ho il tuo cappuccino. Si può ottenere Elisa di portare lo a tu. Paolo. Ho incontrato un ragazzo. Sì, lui è carino. Bel culo. Circa la mia altezza, perché? No, non puoi metter lui in lo shoot di Martedì. Perché ho detto così! Ciao, amore mio. A domani. [She hangs up the phone, smiling at Patrick.] Sorry about that. 

[olivescomingofage-blog]

"That seems like it’d be the only bright side." Olive rolled her eyes at the stupidity of boys in general, "Seriously, though, it’s ridiculous you have to do that in the first place."

"No, no, you don’t sound cocky at all, don’t worry," She assured the other girl. "And yeah, go ahead. I’ll have to wipe down the table anyway, so it doesn’t matter." The girl gave the blonde across from her a small smile. It was nice having someone ask rather than just going ahead and doing whatever they wanted. "Sounds nice. I don’t mind it here, really. The hardest part’s just staying on your feet for so long, but I’m the queen of making things seem a whole lot worse than they are, I guess."

[lolahawthorne]

"If you can call that a bright side, I s'pose," Lola shrugged, rolling her eyes a bit in agreement. "Yeah, it's a bit ridiculous, but you get used to it in the end, unfortunately."

"Oh, I'm glad," Lola replied with a brief exhale, "I worry people don't get that and think I'm just being conceited." She picked up her legs tiredly, placing her ankle boot-encased heels on the table. "Thanks for that, girlfriend. I just wanted to get comfortable."  She smirked a little at the comment about her job being nice. "Yeah, but you know, there are really tiresome moments. It  gets a bit tedious to be revered for your body, you might be surprised to know. Staying on your feet sounds like it sucks, though, I gotcha. "  

[teddyatwood-blog]

a day at the park | teddy & lola

Teddy had received the call around ten the night before. It was her voice, of course; it really wasn’t as though he had many others who would be calling him at the late hour. Lola had rang just as she had promised when they met hours earlier in the indie section of Vinyl Souls. The two went on for over an hour, talking about what had happened since they had last seen each other and the other songs both felt the other should listen to. And over the course of the hour, the two grew flirty enough that one or the other suggested they should meet in the park the next day to see one another.

And thus was how Teddy ended up waiting in Harrelson Park at noon just as they had agreed to. He sat on a bench, thankful the heat wasn’t as terrible as it had been the past few days, and had his earphones on as he listening to music, which could faintly be heard if someone sitting nearby was rather quiet. Waiting on Lola’s arrival, he looked around the park. There were many people out enjoying the fine day; parents with their children sat on benches reading magazines or on their phones while their children ran and slid down slides over and over again. Across the way, he saw a young, teenaged couple kissing passionately on the lawn and he diverted his eyes, finding it rather gross. Beyond that, a shady looking duo stood underneath a large shade tree and he wondered what sort of a drug deal must have been going on there.

His attention was broken when he saw the blonde haired girl approaching, with a large smile on her face just as it had been during their small talk. Teddy wasn’t entirely sure what to think of her just yet, although it was very pleasant, he knew. Her kiss on his cheek had thrown him a bit off whenever they said their goodbyes, but he didn’t dislike it either and had partly decided to come today with that in mind.

"Lola!" he called out, waving her over. Standing up to greet her, he shyly smiled at her. There was a seat open right next to him on the bench, and he motioned for her to sit down next to him once he had gotten her attention.

[lolahawthorne]

Lola sighed happily as she kissed Paolo, the head stylist, goodbye on both cheeks, exiting the style column's offices with a spring in her step. Loosening the paisley-print scarf she had tied Audrey Hepburn style, as it had gone askew over the course of the morning, she quickly retied it as she hastily careened down the stairwell. As she left the building, she couldn't help but smile as she recalled the previous night's phone call with Teddy that had led to the meeting at the park she was heading to now. Teddy had been sweet and shy on the phone, just as he had when they'd met, but somehow there was never a lull in conversation in the hour they talked, trading playlists all the while.

Lola walked to the park at a leisurely pace as she'd left relatively early from work, finally reaching the gates of the park after about thirty minutes. She stopped for a moment as she took a brief look at the park's gorgeous scenery, the lush green of the grass spreading in all directions around her. For a moment, she wanted to stand there forever, just taking in the beauty of the park, but she was quickly brought back to reality by the call of "Duck!" and a Frisbee whizzing over her head. A somewhat cute but stupid type who had clearly thrown the Frisbee smiled brightly at her, reminding her that a much cuter guy was waiting for her only minutes away. As she walked down the pathway, she noticed a sweet young couple engaged in a passionate display of affection on the lawn. A little more public than she'd prefer, sure, but Lola thought it was kind of sweet.

Finally, she heard a voice calling her name. Turning around to find the source of the voice, she saw Teddy sitting on a bench, a smile on his face. He stood up, motioning for her to sit beside him, and she smiled. "Hey!" she said, giving him a quick hug as she sat down next to him. Letting out a deep sigh as she finally sat down, she  smiled at him. "Today's been a long one. So," she said, nudging him gently, "how's your day been?" 

[thaismernick]

[Patrick waved at Tarryn and Jane, who looked very married behind the counter, as he led Lola to the diner in the back. The diner always had people in it, no matter what the time, but it seemed they were lucky tonight. He easily spotted an open booth and slid into one of the empty seats, talking the whole way.] Truthfully, there’s not to much to tell. My band and I played a show near here a long time ago, and we’d heard good things about the city. I kind of found Vinyl Souls by accident, actually. I’m pretty glad I did. How about you? Was it love at first sight?

[lolahawthorne]

[Lola smiled at Tarryn briefly, who was standing behind the counter next to the dark-haired cashier, who she hadn't properly met yet. The diner wasn't empty, but it was relatively quiet. She slid into the other side of the booth, relaxing against the cushy material of the seat.] Oh, you've got a band? Rad, man. [She grinned.] You're pretty lucky to have found it on a technicality, huh? Yeah, I guess you could say that. I heard a lot about it, but nothing really prepares you for this place. It's.. magnificent, to say the least. It's definitely one of my favorite places around here. 

[lolahawthorne]

Chaotic Good - Type 1

Type 1 are those who are more Chaotic than Good. They value freedom, and feel that they and others should be free to pursue their own desires — it just so happens that what they desire is to do good. They do not see doing good as a "duty" and may actively resent any attempts to compel them to do good even if the stakes are high, but will probably end up doing them anyway, justifying their actions by saying that this is what they want to do anyway.

Martial Pacifist

A Martial Pacifist will often try to solve his problems with words first, and fists a distant second, typically resorting to violence only as a last resort. When that happens, he will mop the floor with anyone dumb enough to challenge him. Unlike his arrogant counterpart, he will not kill you unless he has no other choice, as killing usually goes against everything that he stands for. Almost universally being followers of good, martial pacifists tend to defend others who are in need of protection.

The Fashionista

The Fashionista will invariably love to shop, read Fashion Magazines, and watch (or be involved in, if she is a model or a designer) Fashion Shows, and will either have an Unlimited Wardrobe, or long for one.

Spoiled Sweet

The Spoiled Sweet character is a pretty, rich or comfortably middle-class girl (or guy) who has plenty of potential to be the Alpha Bitch, but instead of being mean to everyone, she's as nice as can be, and she deserves that popularity. She's still spoiled, slightly naive, perhaps shallow, maybe even selfish (and yes, prone to attitude), but when it comes right down to it she's a loyal friend and doesn't use her money or popularity as an excuse to treat everyone like garbage - though she is often Rich in Dollars, Poor in Sense and makes errors out of ignorance.

Not a Morning Person

They don't want to get up in the morning at all if they can help it, and when they do they wobble around as if they're some sort of zombie, often sporting bags under their eyes and Messy Hair that would devour combs whole. It's best not to talk to them in the morning, because goodness knows they'll take everything you say as an insult. 

Good Bad Girl

"She was bad. But she was good. She was bad where the men were concerned. But she was good because wherever she was, there was life, good, tender, overwhelming, fun-loving and strong-scented life." - A Tree Grows In Brooklyn

The Good Bad Girl is less chaste than her fellow female characters. Ever since her figure developed, boys have been making passes at her — and she's been accepting some. In fact, shockingly, she probably even takes the initiative in going after men sometimes. Consequently, she's built up a notorious sexual history around them (which may, however, be exaggerated — many a Good Bad Girl eventually settles for monogamy rather than promiscuity).

[dizzyizzersx-blog]

"Sacks of eyes. That’s actually worse than the other two, but it’s also kind of funny… And yeah, Isaac is in the bible. He was the son of Sarah and Abraham. Ya know the kid that almost got sacrificed on a mountain? That was Isaac."

"So far you seem better put together Than Lindsay, though I think everyone is. I actually feel kind of bad for her."

[lolahawthorne]

"Yeah, sacks of eyes is probably pretty bad. Izzy's like.. fizzy! Fizzy's nice. Ooh.. right, that guy. That just shows religious devotion is a weird, weird thing. I mean, you'd kill your son just because God wanted you to? I guess family means nothing. He couldn't have just rationally explained why he didn't want to kill his kid?"

"I feel really bad for her, you know. I mean, nobody tried to force her to get her act back together, they just let her spiral. There are things you can do, man."

[teddyatwood-blog]

Teddy watched as Lola scribbled a phone number down on a piece of paper and tried to keep the smile on his face to himself as he quickly worked up a response to what she had just said. “Yeah, well it’s not like I can really object to talking music with a cute girl,” he said, taking the piece of paper and keeping it safe in his hand for the time being.

[lolahawthorne]

Lola noticed Teddy suppressing a smile, which only made her feel more fuzzy inside. "Me? Cute? You're cute," she countered, regretfully reaching for her vibrating phone. The urgent frequency of the rings knew it could only mean one thing - her boss needed her. One look at the screen, and her fears were confirmed. "Shit, I have to go," she said, looking at him with a frown. Quickly, she leaned forwards to kiss him on the cheek, lingering for a moment. "I'll call you tonight," she murmured, pulling away reluctantly.

[tarrynnelson]

"Pfft, they can totally come back, just gotta be respectful." He commented, slinging his guitar over his shoulder. He then held a hand up for Lola to high five, not bothering to suppress his grin. "Thanks for defeating pure evil with me, Lola. I haven’t seen you around here in a bit- do you hide from me when you visit?" If she was seriously hiding from him during her visits, part of his heart would be a little upset— butthurt, if anything. 

[lolahawthorne]

"Oops, sorry, Tar!" She replied, covering her mouth for a second in embarrassment. "I just wanted to punch them in the face for messing up your guitar." She high-fived him back full force, grinning back at him. "Anytime, man. Oh, I haven't been hiding from you," she said, almost a little shocked that he would even think such a thing, "I don't know why we haven't seen each other, I guess. I've been a bit busy, but I promise I'll make sure to find you every time I'm here from now on."

[teddyatwood-blog]

"Lots of songs about or called San Francisco it seems," Teddy replied, knowing a few himself by the name. "I haven’t known any of the songs you’ve named so far, so I’m going to take a guess and say you’ve got a pretty rad taste in music. But you’re going to have to remind me to listen to all of these songs. I swear, I’m horribly forgetful when it comes to music and titles and all."

[lolahawthorne]

"Yeah, it would seem," Lola mused, trying to recall just how many songs she knew with the name. "Oh, well, that's not a problem. We can't have heard every song in existence, unfortunately," she added with a smile, "but thanks for assuming my music taste is good. Thanks, though, for giving me an excuse to call you." With that, she scribbled down her number on a piece of paper and handed it to him. 

[tarrynnelson]

"Just because we let everyone in all the time doesn’t you guys can go destroying my guitar, man! Off with you, you beasts!" He turned from the rude teens to the person next to him and made a silly face, strumming his guitar wildly.

[lolahawthorne]

"Yeah, back off!" Lola called, although she was unable to suppress a giggle in response to Taryn's antics.  "And don't come back, unless you're looking for the same beating you gave that guitar," she added, cracking her heavily ring-adorned fingers with a raised eyebrow.

[jtheograham-blog]

"I was just abused, don’t you dare call me a weenie. But, you can call me sometime and we can hang out - because I do need some new music, and company would be great too," Theo said. Pulling out their notepad out of their back pocket, they scribbled their number and name onto a piece of paper then ripped it out to give to the girl. 

[lolahawthorne]

"Oh, please. How would you prefer a total dramatic? Alrighty! That sounds fun. I could always use company, and a good source of new music too. You can pick me up from work sometime soon, if seeing the inner workings of a newspaper interests you at all. Mostly because I'd rather not walk alone while a bunch of guys in suits try to discreetly check out my butt," Lola finished with a smile. Gently taking the pencil from Theo's hands, she folded the paper in half, ripped it, and used the side without their number to write her own, handing it to them.

[stagrisingfromashes-deactivated]

Beck smiled sheepishly. “I suppose you caught me,” he said. He didn’t really mind-Beck had always been a horrible liar anyway. He was sure that she was lovely, and that she would get a lovely reference, but it didn’t hurt to make sure, did it?

[lolahawthorne]

"Don't worry, you're far from the only person I've ever caught. Sue me if I think it's a little fun," Lola replied with a devious smile. "But I do get it. You want your little girl to be safe. So call them! The Smiths are lovely people, I'm sure they'd love to talk to you. Tomorrow, anyways," she added. Kissing him on the cheek - a gesture that was utterly platonic - she hopped into the car, and with a wink and the rev of an engine, she was gone.

[teddyatwood-blog]

"Yeah, nice to meet you, too, Lola," Teddy replied. He smiled once again at her and slipped his hands into the pockets of his trousers. "So, uh, what were you listening to there before I interrupted?" he asked, trying to find a way to continue the conversation with the girl.

[lolahawthorne]

Lola grinned at Teddy's soft-spokenness, so unlike her own demeanor. "Oh, just now? San Francisco by the Mowlgi's. Just some sunny music because I feel sunny today," she replied with a gentle smile.