VINCENT SNORTED, HIS EYES rolling in the too casual manner for when his mood laid half amusement, half mild frustration. god knew that was what everyone who ever told him that joke received from his end; unless he’d been working, and even then, he made a point of letting it to be obvious his laugh didn’t ring exactly genuine bells. “ no shit, like i haven’t heard that one before. though nothing beats this dude asking me if it’s alright for me to eat animal crackers. i guess you can’t really go too original with these jokes. “
“oh hell, i haven’t heard that one in a while,” an amused laugh parted the woman’s lips, pleased to have come across someone who understood the pain that was enduring other people’s awful jokes about her lifestyle. “i swear, i’ve heard it all. how do you justify killing plants if you don’t like killing animals? i mean, seriously?”
shaking her head, blythe said, “and that’s where you and i differ. you should shut them down right then and there. no ones got time for bad jokes.” she paused for a moment, then held up a finger. “unless they’re puns. puns are good.”
“if it weren’t for the big tip he always gives at the end of his session, he would have heard a piece of my mind, that’s for sure. i try not to piss off my clients, i need all of them that i can get so i can support this crazy diet of mine,” the finishing statement was followed with an eyeroll, just pleased that she had made it through the session without thumping the guy in the back of the head.
“That’s the stupidest fuckin’ thing i’ve ever heard,” Gen laughed, hollow and dry and lacking amusement. “I can’t believe more than one person shared that thought, you shouldn’t indulge ‘em if they’re not funny.” A shrug followed as she glanced down at her trimmed nails, eyes slowly raking back up to the brunette. “That’s what encourages ‘em to keep goin’.”
“you’re completely right, and it most likely would have been a different story if this client wasn’t such a damn good tipper. i’m not proud of my response, but i’m pretty much immune to all of the ridiculous questions and ‘fun facts’ people feel like sharing with me about veganism.”
“i’m honored they’re so critical to anyone’s happiness,” hazel grinned, placing a hand on her chest. “old recipe is always the best, you know? and for that, i’ll give you one for free,” she added with a nod, heart warming at the compliments towards her business from the brunette. hazel scanned the case, seeing one last maple twist in its row. “one left.” she served the donut up on a small plate and handed it across the counter. “your lucky day, i guess.”
“hey, someone had to say it,” marlie shrugged her shoulders nonchalantly, baring a wide grin for the other woman. with a small gasp of excitement at the offer, she nodded. “why, thank you. you are too kind. too good for this world. who says flattery gets you nowhere?” the woman laughed softy as the plate was set in front of her, deciding to take the seat at the counter right beside her. “maybe i should invest in a lottery ticket after this.”
“one of my clients today asked me if as a vegan my mouth watered at the smell of fresh cut grass,” marlie shook her head quickly as she relived the conversation, an amused smile tugging at the corner of her lips. “if i had a dime for every time i heard that, i wouldn’t know what to do with myself. i could buy a damn good black bean burger. do people really not think i've heard that joke a thousand times before? i mean, i still laugh along to boost the ego a little, don't wanna break anyone's hearts for letting them know that they are not original, but come on, really?”
“so we ran out of donuts this morning for maybe fifteen minutes in between batches, and almost everyone was nice about it, except this one guy. you’d think the barista had just informed him that he’d just lost his most precious personal belongings, because i watched that face crumble and fall. truly, his heart looked like it was breaking.” hazel laughed lightly, shaking her head. “the performance deserved an academy award, honestly.” she began to untie her apron before pausing. “oh. do you want me to grab you anything? coffee, a pastry? i’m about to take a seat–” she nodded in the direction of a booth. “but if you want anything while i’m still back here, just say the word.”
“i mean, i can relate to that on a personal level. even the thought of having to go on without your donuts for even a mere fifteen minutes is a scary one,” the amused, crooked smirk that fell curved marlie’s lips indicated that she was joking, despite how delicious the donuts may be. “but even so, they’re easily worth the wait. now that you mention in it, i’ll take one of those delicious delicacies that you call donuts if you got ‘em. any chance you have a maple twist back there for me?”
shaky breath rattles through her lungs; thick lashes fluttering as heavy lids shut. how many hours has it been ?? twenty ?? she lost count after the seventh coffee. “alright i either need caffeine or scotch.” the brunette grumbles, rubbing her temples. “so unless you’re packing one of those, i’d suggest you back away slowly.”
“you look like you’re about to drop dead,” marlie stated pointedly, unphased by the other woman’s words. "are you sure it’s caffeine or scotch you need? maybe a defibrillator would do you one better at this point. --- i’ve got enough on me to get you a coffee, that sound alright to you?”
ya girl marissa comin at you w another character bc i’m a hoe for new babes !!
——— woah! wait, was that GINA RODRIGUEZ i just saw walking down mainstreet? no, of course not. that was just MARLIE GALVEZ. they’re THIRTY-THREE years old and identify as CISFEMALE. they have been in Alder Heights for 2 YEARS and work as a MASSAGE THERAPIST. i’ve heard they can be NAIVE and DISORGANIZED on their bad days. but don’t be put off, because MARLIE can also be UPLIFTING and PATIENT. no wonder people around here call them the FREE SPIRIT.
so marls is a completely new char of mine and im so pumped !! she is the actual definition of a hippy just like her parents tbh ((her name is def marlie bc bob marley but her parents changed the spelling bc they thought they were clever )
think abt greg’s parents from meet the parents,,, they’re lit them and marlie isn’t far behind. they had her when they were both in their forties and she is their only child
marlie’s dad was in a weird bluegrass/reggae band so he her mom and marlie were constantly on the road growing up,, she lit lived in a shitty camper that the band used as a tour bus lmao
she was homeschooled by her mom bc they were never in one place, so she didn’t rlly have a chance to make many friends but bc of her inviting kind natured self, she was fairly good at befriending ppl quickly along their way
marlie lived with her parents on the road still till she was 21 n then she decided to plant herself somewhere to go through massage therapy school, she lived in new mexico for 2 years while she did that, waitressing on the side
after she got her license to massage she got a gig working for a cruiseline as a masseuse and did that and loVED it for forever,,, for liek she did that for 7 years
she is Very Gay™ and she met a girl on one of the cruises and fell sUPer hard in love but this girl was backed way tf in the closet and got all weird and ghosted,, later marlie found out that she was married to a super successful business guy and she denied ever being w marlie
so girlfriend has been burnt a few times but she always wears her heart on her sleeve and tries to see the best in ppl even tho they soemtimes make it v hard
thats abt it for now and ofc as usual im up for all the plots so!!! like this or im me if you wanna do smth with this lil bean
some wanted plots ;
clients from her job
a roommate bc she lives in a rundown lil house and needs help w rent
her ex !!!
fwb (( any females marlie has a lot of love to give ))
