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( ZOEY DEUTCH, WOMAN, SHE/HER) ROBYN CAPULET the TWENTY-SEVEN year old is known as THE THESPIAN within the group. they are known to be DEBONAIR and MEDDLESOME which makes sense when you think about how THEY STOLE THE MAYOR’S GARDEN GNOME but i guess we’ll find out for ourselves.

daughter to a teenage mother, robyn grew up with grandparents who tried to give her everything her mother couldn't. while her grandparents came from old money in abundance, her mother always tried to avoid that part of her life. but once a child came in the picture, her parents were the only people who could support them. her mother was her best friend and would sacrifice everything to give her daughter a childhood she would remember. full of life and spirit, her mother always pushed her to explore her desired and needs whatever that might be. as long as she would truly live the life she envisioned for herself and no one else. robyn thrived on the chaos that was her life and she never envied anyone else for their stable perfect little families. robyn was the kid who caught the theatre bug early on in her life. watching old hollywood movies and visiting both local and big production plays and musicals awoke a fire within her that wanted her to pursue that life one way or another. she would beg her mother to go to all the acting and dancing classes she could find, all in order of pursuing a life in acting. while it strained her mother and their incomes, she did everything in her power to help her daughter out. growing up the small town life had grounded her and provided a good base to become everything she could potential be, still the call of the big city life screamed louder each year she came closer to the magical age of independence. she needed to get out there and make a name for herself, no matter who she needed to leave behind in the process. when she high school ended, she booked a one way ticket to new york and pursuit a college and career in the arts. here and there she picked up roles, creating the perfect little life for herself. while in the eyes of others it wouldn't be much, robyn felt like she was living the old hollywood movies she used to watch. even when she had to pick up the few odd jobs here and there. she always found a way to romanticize her life and make it better. she would never allow her grandparents to give her the money when times were tough. in her eyes it was just a part of the adventure she wished to endure. in the last year she started to doubt a few decisions she made by burning all her bridges and leaving town. there are still a few things and a certain person she can't stop thinking about. still it doesn't change the fact she won't see herself leave new york any time soon.

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" i know, i know, this could feed an entire army. " robyn mused the moment ivy entered the kitchen. " i just needed to ... bake. " growing up in new york and trying to find her place on broadway, there needed to be ways to occupy her time in between the wait. while the money had never been a problem in her life, the baking life simply drew to her in ways she never imagined. now during stressful periods in her life, robyn would bake to cope. while it normally it would only be a few cookies or a cake. with the amount of stress that came to finding aaron dead, made her bake an entire feast in the hopes of quieting her mind. " please, eat !! it would be such a shame throwing this away. "

#╰ 「 ROBYN CAPULET 」 » dialogue #╰ 「 ROBYN CAPULET 」 » ft. ivy

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There she was again. Kai had been in the lake house for less than an hour and he already had to listen to Robyn's nonsense, something he got used to, or perhaps, he was forced to accept.

His last trip to New York City was filled with thousands of quotes from some play that he had no idea what it was or what to answer to, but one night, when he thought only booze would drown the incessant mumbling, he learned one thing or two.

"What nonsense you talk, Harry!" He replied, a soft smirk blooming across his lips. Kai would be lying if he said Rory had not grown on him lately. "Pour this Dorian a glass. What manners have you been taught, thus if this poor soul has to listen to you recite crap once again, then let him get wasted first."

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while it hadn't been long since she had seen kai last, she still welcomed the sight of him. he might have been one of the few people she truly had been in contact with. mostly because their interests aligned when it came to their love for the big city. on every other front they couldn't be more different. she never had minded him, yet she has grown fond of him after spending more time with each other during his stay.

" i applaud you kai, you have learned from the master and now you have promoted yourself to my level. " she doubted he would view it as a compliment, it made her smile nonetheless. " it hasn't been long my friend. have you decided yet if you are going to join the madness of new york or be boring and stay here. "

‘ you will ALWAYS be fond of me. i represent to you all the sins you never had the COURAGE to commit. ’ glass raised at twilight. mind full of mischief, body full of sin. words as quoted by the literature of the olden days. the woman could not be contained. ‘ o, TEACH me how i should forget to think. ’

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New York had been a dream for Alexander since he was a little kid. Growing up, his mother used to sit him in the kitchen counter: both of them working on dinner whilst listening to Gluck, Strauss or Guns N' Roses, him hearing her talk endlessly about her travels as a ballerina and how out of all the places in the world, New York had ben the one that had fascinated her the most, how before meeting his father, her dream for the longest time had involved moving to the city and make a name for herself and how, ultimately, everything had changed the moment she met his father and her life plans had simply morphed. At the tender age of six he had sworn he'd get them there one day, that they would visit the place that had once brought so much joy to Alycia, a promise he kept throughout the years no matter how hard life had gotten, up until her final breath and beyond.

When he decided to move to New York, it had been hard. Leaving behind everything he ever knew for something as uncertain as the promise of thrill he'd get in the big city, yet somehow it had felt right. He carried his mom's dream with him all along, just as he carried the knowledge of Odessa's big dreams of becoming someone that echoed the dream his mother had. So he followed her career from afar, even before fully moving, always with a proud grin. Her existance in the city was something he was well aware of, something he had been able to appreciate from afar as an expectator, a fan of the arts and her biggest supporter, seeing her in the city was not as shocking to him as it seemed to be for her.

Her candor, her enthusiasm and warmth upon seeing him after so many years, however, was. The two hadn't ended things badly, if anything, it had been the most amicable end of a relationship Alexander had ever had. Even as a kid, completely and madly in love, he knew how much her career had matter to her and he had supported her every step of the way in every way he could, even letting her go with a piece of his heart that he had never gotten back and he never would again. Still, it felt surreal to have her now, all these years later, in front of him, to feel her arms tangle up on his torso, to sense her again after years of missing her.

"It's a small world" he whispered back, a small smile forming on the end of his lips as he allowed himself to enjoy the embrace. Alex was always a warm person, especially when it came to people who meant as much as Odessa did to him. "It's really good to see you, Iz" he said back, resting a hand on her back as he squeezed her softly, cherishing the moment while displaying a bright grin in his features before pulling away. Had he let his instincts guide him, he'd let himself indulge a little more yet it had been so long since the two had spoken, it seemed irrational to abuse of their shared time. "Believe it or not, I live nearby" he began explaining himself, watching the people around them try to circumnavigate the maze. Suddenly, being lost and left to his own devices wasn't as tragic and lonely as it had appeared not long ago.

"Someone once gave me a whole speech on how wonderful New York is so— I had to give it a try" he gave her a knowing look. How many times had she daydream about the big city and the life that awaited for her and how many times had he simply grinned, wordlessly, already watching her slipping away. "Am I keeping you from anything? Wanna get out of this maze and catch up? We can have a cup of something warm while you tell me how wonderful life is as a performer, I'll try not to be so starstruck. Just like high school."

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new york. the vibrant city of endless nights. captivating and ambitious to its very core. the city filled with dreams and hard-working men and woman who want to leave a meaningful impression on the world. odessa could still remember the days in which she longed for her life to be like breakfast at tiffany's and how to marry a millionaire. while the idea had been absolutely ludicrous, the concept of it all made her dream of an extravagant life in new york, having all the freedom in the world to do anything her heart desired. her mother had been the instigator of living a life full of dreams and pursuing them. her mother never had the privilege of fulfilling her dreams after getting pregnant at the age of sixteen. while she viewed odessa as a gift, she also knew it was giving up every plan she ever had.

looking back on her decision of leaving everything and everyone behind to pursue her life long dreams, she viewed it both as the best decision she ever made, as well as perhaps her worst. while she had gained a career in the performing arts, which fulfilled her life long dream. it has also made her break up with the people she had loved the most and created the most memories with. she had given up on alexander, even when deep down in her heart she knew she could have possible made it work one way or another. she could at least have tried to have maintained any form of communication. instead she had made the rash decision of cutting out everyone and anyone who wouldn't be leaving with her. in the end it left her with a hole that wasn't able to be filled.

upon seeing alexander once more, in the living flesh instead of a distant dream, the realisation of her decision came down crashing hard. there had been many times in which she had looked back on their relationship and their fond memories shared together. during those reflection days she would feel the ache and longing to something she used to have. it made her feel nostalgic and somewhat lonely for giving up a person whom truly understood her and never gave up on her or her wild ideas. he had been her missing piece and she had cursed herself for giving that up. unfortunately for her, the times had changed and they could never have what they had in the past. not since she foolishly had broken that trust.

his scent, his touch, his bright blue eyes, it all brought her back to their past. even his voice, while it had changed, it could undo her in a second. odessa needed to remind herself several times that she was in a public place, that they weren't together any longer and therefore she couldn't act out in such an affectionate way as she did. instead she needed to gather herself and show him how capable she was of being her own person. " i could say the same about you. it must have been years by now. " the hint of an apology was forming on her tongue, however she prevented herself from saying sorry just yet. he seemed to be thrilled to see her, there was no need to bring up the past just yet. not unless she wished to let her luck run out. " shut up ! you do not ?! how did i not know that?! " she prayed to every god she knew that he wasn't telling her a lie. it would be great to have him around, whichever way that would be these days. she just knew she needed to have him close once more, if only for her own selfish needs.

at the mention of her speech being the instigator of his move to the big apple made her mouth actually drop. " noah alexander warren, how dare you to come and move to the big city without my knowledge. " playfully she would give him a slap on the chest, as if to say that he could have called her. naturally, it wouldn't have been that easy. " i am alone, i am free and i am taking you on this offer. it has been too long and i might ... have to give a proper formal apology either way. so please, guide me out of here of your white stead and safe this drama queen from her own doomed faith. " the back of her hand would rest upon her head as if to show her swooning over his act of chivalry before she would claim his arm as the olden days. odessa was far to comfortable in his presence, even in this days. perhaps it was her echo that provoked the laid back reaction. either way, she craved his presence and his touch, therefore she would boldly claim it before it would all disappear once again.

#ft. alexander warren

the best season was upon them to celebrate. halloween. as the theatre kid odessa always took the opportunity to dress up. having taken a few of her former dresses from her plays, odessa knew she was going to be the center of attention during the balls festivities. a corset laced to her very core and her breath taken from her lungs in the process. a layered weighty skirt framed around her petite waist. hair curled and brushed to perfection in a style remarkable for its time period. blood dripping from red stained lips with the hint of fangs peeking from under need. odessa was entirely in her element and she loved every second of it, claiming her role and creating a story in her mind she lived up to. however, quite out of character, she fabricated a bottle of champagne from under need her skirt, the perfect hide away for any secret. " the party could start now." she proclaimed with the bottle held high.

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