that's too high a price

I guess I have to face that in this awful place, I shouldn't show a trace of doubt. But pulled against the grain I feel a little pain that I would rather do without. 31. Legal Secretary, Aspiring Artist, Single Mother.

[lottiebecker]

scthcartcr​:

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Picky eater was the understatement of the year. It wasn’t all the time that Harley decided that she didn’t want anything that was offered to her but he supposed that today was a new day— probably the start of a long line of random days where she wanted nothing. Seth nearly rolls his eye at the idea that someone else could probably get her to eat something that Seth had already tried. It probably wasn’t inaccurate but it was fucking annoying. “Apparently she decided now that she’s less than a month from bein’ one it’s time to be a pain in dad’s ass,” he remarks, looking at his daughter. She’d already grown so much over the past few months of being in her life and that in and of itself was wild. Now, her personality was starting to shine through even more and that was fun— but also annoying. “I didn’t have any to try it,” he says, mostly to himself. “That ain’t in this aisle so no, not yet. We were tryin’ damn near everythin’ down here. Your kid do this shit?” he wonders.

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“Almost one? Wow!” Charlotte exaggerated her facial expressions, turned towards Harley with a small welcoming wave before she looked back at Seth and spoke normally, laughing lightly under her words “Probably not her exact reason. But that’s okay. We all have picky days. My kid too.” Seth seemed extremely peeved, and Lottie didn’t want to make his mood worse, just try and help and then be on her way. “I think there are some on the other side of this row.” She motioned before opening her purse and digging around “I might have some you can try – just so you don’t have to keep opening and paying for things she won’t want.” She smiled weakly, a few moments later holding out the crinkled snack bag with a small handful of puff cereal left in it. “My daughter didn’t finish them the other day.”

[lottiebecker]

bashmartinez​:

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“I always sit here.” It was his rebuttal to her explanation that it hadn’t been reserved, as if somehow she should’ve magically known that or the staff should’ve kept it clear for him on the chance that he might come in. He knew that was absurd but he still felt, in some way, like it should’ve happened. Bash blinked at the offer to sit with her. Why the hell would he want to do that? He mostly just wanted her to leave and sit somewhere else…though he realised a moment later that wouldn’t be an option since the place was packed. Gritting his teeth, he thought about it for a moment. He didn’t want to eat with her, at all, but he was hungry and he was already here and it was his table.  “Bash.” He snapped, already annoyed since he was sure Ash had told her to call him Sebastian. “Don’t listen to your brother.” Having finally made a decision he sat down opposite her, stiffly, not liking this but figuring it was the best option. This was likely going to be excruciating but there didn’t seem to be anything for it. So he waited, tensely, not very intent on making conversation until the server came and he ordered one of his usual meals and a coffee. 

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“Ah.” She gave a short nod in response to Bash’s own rebuttal. I always sit here. It sounded like a fight her and her brother would have had decades earlier over some chair at the kitchen table even though there were three others just like it. It was practically the same exact thing just...in public and they were grown adults here. She was inclined to apologize for putting a wrinkle in the man’s routine, but…Charlotte wasn’t feeling overly apologetic when she looked back up and saw how unfriendly he looked. Still, she wasn’t going to rescind her offer to share the table.

She snorted at Bash’s suggestion. “Yeah, well I rarely do. Guess you just proved I should move that down to never.” Lottie took a few fries off her plate and munched as she quietly watched Bash, trying not to stare directly, “So, do you work at the club or something? You have to be somewhere my little brother can pick on you all the time without much effort.” Going off of how irritated he seemed just by the mention of the other Becker sibling.

[lottiebecker]

Do you worry about your little brother in a town like Olympus or do you think he can handle himself?

Honesty Hour

Of course. He's always been more brash and bold than me and I know he gets into trouble. I think he can hold his own to a degree, he knows how Olympus works. But he isn't invincible either. I'm just glad I'm close enough to help if a crisis breaks. You never know.

[lottiebecker]

When do you feel like your best self? What are you doing?

Honesty Hour

I feel like my most authentic self when I'm painting or sketching. It's something that's always made me happy, and I just feel like I can throw all the stress off my shoulders and concentrate on a piece when I work on art. I imagine that's my best self too.

[lottiebecker]

Do you worry about raising your daughter in a town like Olympus? Aren't you worried she's going to go down the ''wrong path''?

Honest Hour

Maybe a little, but not overly so. She has family to support her, and even if Olympus is known for being rough and tumble, it doesn't mean all the citizens are bad. I survived it decently, so she'll have a fair shot.

[lottiebecker]

what is a movie your muse likes but is too embarrassed to admit that they like?

Honesty Hour

Drop Dead Gorgeous

[lottiebecker]

FMK: Isaac, Rowan, Summer

Honesty Hour

Do people actually have fun playing this game? Because it stresses me out. As if it would ever actually happen, right.

Um...fuck Isaac, marry Summer, kill Rowan. I'm doomed either way so.

[lottiebecker]

Do you think Olympus is a good place to raise your daughter? Do you ever think about leaving?

Honesty Hour

I thought about leaving before Estella was in the picture. It didn't happen then, and I doubt it would happen now. Not that that's a bad thing, I'd rather we be closer to what little family we have god forbid anything happen than too far away to help.

[lottiebecker]

hot or not: independence

Honesty Hour

Hot.

[lottiebecker]

Do you often find yourself getting lost in thought? What is it usually about?

Honesty Hour

Sometimes. It's usually about anxieties I have. A few of them make sense, and most of them come from nowhere. They don't call me the worrier of the family for nothing.

[lottiebecker]

Do you think you'll ever take the leap to invest all your time into your art and live your dream?

Honesty Hour

In the foreseeable future? No. When Estella gets well settled into the routine public education? Maybe. Of course, there's Ash on my couch as well...so yeah not anytime soon.

[lottiebecker]

FMK: Ash, Jeremiah, Vee

Honesty Hour

Interesting line up considering Ash is my little brother...um.

Let's go with fuck Jeremiah, marry Vee, and kill Ash. It's incest and weirdness or fratricide. So, he'd do the same to me, really.

[lottiebecker]

Would you rather win the lottery or work the perfect job? Why?

Honesty Hour

Work the perfect job. It's more reliable and fulfilling than the lottery. The lottery just feels like a scam, you know? Not to mention if you win some grand amount, everyone comes out like your best friend or most loving relative and it's just a bunch of bullshit.

[lottiebecker]

If you had to pick one song to describe your life at the moment, which song would you choose?

Honesty Hour

There's a Ghost In My House by R. Dean Taylor

In my mind I know you're gone But my heart keeps holding on To the memories of those happy times To the love that once was mine Though we're far apart

You're always in my heart There's a ghost in my house

[lottiebecker]

Ask me anything

[lottiebecker]

SpoOOoOooOooooOOOky Halloween

[scthcartcr]

@lottiebecker​

With a nearly one year old daughter, it seemed like maybe she would be easier one to pin down what she wanted to eat. Considering she doesn’t know choices quite like the thirteen year old, Seth thought it’d be easy enough. But as she whines yet again at another pack of pouches Seth’s picked up from the shelf and tries to feed her, he’s about to give up. He’s got five open boxes in his cart, not looking to go down for shoplifting today over baby food. Seth looks up to the sky, as if something or someone is going to save him from opening another pouch of berries or something like it. Looking back at the aisle, he sees a woman ahead of him. Before she can judge him, Seth shakes his head. “Don’t wanna hear it,” he says. “We’re tryin’ to find a kind she likes today since apparently the shit she loved yesterday isn’t good enough anymore.”

[lottiebecker]

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Charlotte was not looking forward to potty training, but it had become clear from the toddler’s behavior (and suggestion from the daycare) that now was the time to start. She was in the baby aisle at the store, dropping a box of pull ups into her cart when she saw Seth Carter juggling pouches of pureed food in front of a baby further down the aisle. She must have been looking a moment too long, because Seth addressed her directly. Lottie laughed under her breath with a shake of her head, “No, no I wasn’t gonna…Picky eater? I’ve been in your exact position before, I think it’s normal. The trials of parents.” She cleared her throat, and approached a little bit closer, taking a look at the boxes Seth had already tried. “Is she eating any of that puff cereal stuff? I don’t know if it’s a great meal but it’s worth a shot.”