first time we kissed I had a feeling. now I only get it when I'm dreaming, what you say and what you do use to make me wanna be something. but now your words to me mean nothing.
philippine stindel & she/her / cis woman‷ watch out, matilda "mattie" laurent has crash-landed into roswell !! they look 25 years old and celebrate their birthday on may 25th . they are from roswell nm, reside in aurora apartments and are currently working as a cashier @ out of this world book store. one thing you should know about them is that she's half french, her father is from france and she can speak french‷
hello guys! its corrie here, i was a member of roswell a little while back but had to leave due to real life. i’m back now though, with two great new characters & i’m super excited to starting writing again.
soooo...this is matilda but don’t call her that, she hates it!! feel free to call her mattie or tilda (she prefers mattie tbh)
she’s the middle of five kids and the way her parents met was actually super romantic.
her father is french & back in the day him & his friends were on a roadtrip around america. they ended up in the crashdown diner & he laid eyes on one of the waitresses, that was it.
that waitress was mattie’s mother and it was basically love at first sight. she ended up qutting her job at the diner & went travelling with him for a little while.
but the pair both loved roswell and they went back there & started a family. its all very cute and wholesome!!
mattie had a great childhood growing up, she was pretty much allowed to do whatever she wanted & she’s had a lot of freedom.
growing up her father taught her french everday after school & now she can speak it pretty well & she can hold a conversation. if she was living in france, she’d survive & it’d be all good!!
but now as an adult she’s a little bit lost and she doesn’t know what to do with herself. she’s still finding her way around life.
she currently works at the “out of this world bookstore” its a job and she enjoys it, she likes chatting 2 people n getting to know people.
mattie lives @ the aurora apartments with one of her older brothers!! she adores him & the pair are super close.
she used to date the one & only connor “soggy” braxton but thats a whole other thing. mattie is still a little bit upset about that, so we don’t talk about that.
things didn’t end well for the pair of them and yeah, she’s sad about it. maybe there are some feelings there, who KNOWS??
she is just a wholesome little bean, still figuring her way out in life!! she is always ready 2 do dumb stuff & go out on late night adventures.
WANTED CONNECTIONS:
siblings
friends
fwbs / hook-ups
exes
neighbours
co-workers
if you’d like to plot with either mattie or aryan then please like this post & i’ll message u or feel free to drop me a message on discord @ corey in the pub ™#0678. thank you pals!!
“ i’d be against holdin’ my hand , if i were you . i mean , you ain’t sure where it’s been , “ and , in all honesty , mattie would be glad for the naivety . nobody should be cursed with the knowledge of what striker cannon got up to in his own spare time . the promise of food , though , was one too vital to pass up . how long had it been now without a full meal ?? days , a week ?? picking through the trash of the crashdown hardly constituted real food . “ wha’s this one all about , anyhow ?? ain’t it jus’ some creepy house ?? these are two a damn penny back where ‘m from , “
"alright, i won't hold your hand. but you should still come with me” mattie always thought it was a lot more fun to exprience spooky things with friends. plus, if she was being honest, she was feeling slightly scared, so if needs be she could always hide behind striker and come up with an excuse. “yeah, kinda. it’s a haunted house, there’s actors that are gonna jump out and try to scare you” she shrugs in reply, “do you think you’re up for it?”.
❝ aw , you’ll hold my hand ?? how romantic , matts . ❞ hand clutches over heart . despite the teasing nature to her tone , the hand holding probably for the best . she’s not above ‘ accidentally ’ decking anyone who gets a little too close , or grabs her ankle . ❝ i’ll go with you !! just let me finish this thing off , ❞ speaking to the joint twirled between her fingertips . the evening much more fun under a little influence . ❝ and the boat has to come before food . the other way around is just plain sadistic . this’ll disappear a lot faster if you help , by the way . ❞
mattie giggles in reply, “only the best for you juni” she gives her friend a grin. she was glad that it didn’t take juniper much convincing, “thank-you! ugh -- fine -- i’ll wait” mattie just wanted to get into the old house and exprience some spooks. “yeah, that’d make more sense wouldn’t it. any of the food stalls caught your eye?” of course she’d googled some of menus before she came to the event, just to prep, “alright, pass it over then”.
open starter / location: outside knock knock ( @roswellstarters )
"c'mon, it won't be that bad" mattie says, at the two stand outside of the knock knock exprience, “i’ll hold your hand throughout the entire thing if you want”. tonight mattie wanted to do everything, she’d been excited for shocktober for weeks now, “and we can get food afterwards, i thought we could do the boat ride next”.
\closed starter / location: better off duds (@florasummersx)
mattie was shopping for herself and soggy’s halloween costumes, she was super excited to get him into his costume but she was still missing a lot of his accessories, she was currently wandering around better off duds hoping to find something. she makes her way over to the till, “i was wonderin’ if you could help me out with something”.
Simba loved spooky season. Halloween was not a thing in France, at least not when he was still living there, and he had some problems getting with it after moving to the United States, but as soon as he had kids: he understood. Or at least he felt like he did. He was rummaging through the dvd section of the appliances store, looking up at the first person he saw. “Quick, what’s the latest fun halloween movie to come out?” ( @roswellstarters )
mattie was wandering down the aisles of the local store admiring all the halloween stuff, she was a big fan of all things spooky. when she heard simba’s voice, “what’s that one, i think it’s called bodies, bodies, bodies. apparently it’s meant to be really good” mattie tells him, “i’ve not watched yet though”.
it’s not enough to say he felt breathless when the door opened. it was nerves, excitement, and that usual feeling of fondness he always got when he saw mattie. (he is whipped) “ hey, ” his fingers are trembling but they’re hidden so deep in the warmth of his pocket he prays it wasn’t noticeable. “ no, i - we can still celebrate later. ” when it’s not the middle of the night. “ figured we could do something now, with just you and me, before my wrinkles start kicking in. ” it’s his nerves that took over, finding himself entering her apartment with a need to move his body as way of grounding himself; each step a reminder of the promise kept to himself as he decides that he will, once again, allow himself to be completely open.
although BEING OPEN & BEING HONEST didn’t necessarily have to come as a pair. “ i don’t know why i’m here, sorry, it’s late. ” that was his out, a less prepared soggy would have turned on his heel and promised to have the conversation another time, but this one stayed. feet planted on her floor; maintaining eye contact, lips turned upward . “ i was thinking, maybe i should start going by connor again. ” he’s all over the place, evidently lacking poeticism. “ and then i was thinking about how long it’s been since we spent my birthday together. guess i was just eager to change that. ”
mattie shoots him a smile but she could tell that something was up, she put it down to birthday nerves. “good, ‘cause i’ve got plans. you’re gonna love it” she tells him, well she hoped that he’d love it anyway, she giggles in response to his words, “makes sense. we could go shopping for wrinkle cream, we should at least TRY and save your pretty face” mattie could hear another groan coming from her brother’s room, so she was glad when soggy stepped inside their shared apartment.
she shuts the door behind him, turning to face him, the nervous feeling in her body only grew stronger, “you don't need a reason. it's good to see you". she swore her heart was beating a little faster than normal, she tugged at her bottom lip, “oh? really? what caused that thought?” she asks, she was curious to know, “soggy is such iconic nickname though” she pauses to think back to how he actually earned the nickname, “but i guess people might start taking you more seriously if you go by connor right?”. mattie smiles softly at his words, “that’s sweet. we can definitely change that” she tells him, “you’re birthday present is on the kitchen counter, if you want it”.
the faded grey hoodie—plucked off the peg by the door where it’d been hanging for months, maybe even years before she claimed it—dwarfs her, with sleeves that dangle well past her hands and enough room to fit two or three of her within the zipper. it does the trick though, blocking out the slight chill as she fishes her box of cigarettes from the pocket and pushes outside. the weather’s shifting, only noticeable at night, though that seems to be the only time she finds herself outside. or awake at all, really. her body loosens with the first inhale, enough to notice someone else leaning against her usual spot, near a crack in the sidewalk that kind of looks like a face, especially when she’s been drinking. “what are you in for?” she drolls by way of greeting, taking up the space next to them instead and letting the smoke curl up to the stars.
mattie needed to escape the apartment that she shared with her older brother, he was playing video games with his friends and things had started to get a little loud. she’d been wandering around roswell for a little bit, she’d stood outside the wild pony for a moment when she was greeted by victoria. mattie smiles brightly, “i was just on a crazy adventure. i needed a break” she’d not seen the other in awhile, “wanna join me or have you got work?”.
Kaya scoffs, “well, shit. This isn’t passing the Bechdel test.”
It’s beginning to seem more and more as though Mattie’s only invited her over to discuss Soggy, this supposed ‘birthday event’, and, oh — more Soggy. Disingenuous as the beginnings of Kaya’s friendship with Mattie may have been ( in which Kaya attempts to atone for past nips and scathing jokes for the sake of her own heavy conscience ) she can’t help feeling a little stung. Betrayed, even.
So she props herself up on her elbows and faces Mattie properly to say, “y’know, just ‘cause Connor’s back in town doesn’t mean I’m going to play messenger pigeon. That’s, like, straight people’s approach to communication. Ergo, no communication whatsoever. Seriously. Miss me with all of that.”
mattie rolls her eyes, leaning over to give her friend a playful shove, "shut-up" she mutters, feeling awkward. she sighs, of course kaya was right, mattie needed to pluck up the courage and ask him herself, “i know, i knoooow” she sighs, her cheeks flushed pink a little from the embarrassment she was feeling. “ugh fine, i’ll gather my intel from someone else” she pauses for a moment, “but if you’ve got any advice on how i could ACTUALLY talk to him, that’d be great. ‘cause i feel so fuckin’ awkward about mentioning it all”.
this year mattie and soggy (@scggy) are matching in their halloween costumes, it was all mattie’s idea, soggy is just going along with it. she’s going to be thorn (guitarist) and he’s going to be dusk (drummer), two members of the iconic halloween girl group, the hex girls.
there’s a dread that washes over him every year when the clock strikes midnight on his birthday, yet a calmness that follows. the dread appears with the urgent reminder that he’s getting older. the calmness is close behind with the reminder that he’s made it another year. and he was better now. ( or perhaps that’s a lie he likes to tell himself ). a notable self-sabotager ; he’ll build walls between him and his loved ones just when shit is getting good. connor doesn’t know why, he hasn’t gotten to that part yet. he’s only at the guilt-ridden part of growth (again) that leads him to standing outside of mattie’s door. (again).
he should have warned her he was coming but it was too late as his knuckles had already thumped on the door of her apartment. fully aware of the NOW OR NEVER opportunity, he waits, an exhale releasing the breath he didn’t realize he was holding. / @mattiehqs
mattie was still awake, she couldn’t sleep, she was lying in bed scrolling through her phone. facebook reminded her that it was connor’s birthday, she knew anyway, she’d spent ages trying to pick out his present. after some back and forth, she eventually stettled on a bag of joke gifts, including a pet ghost and some novelty socks with her face on, to hopefully make him laugh.
things had been weird since the pair kissed, she thought they were finally getting things back on track, back to normal, to just being friends. but of course, that all changed when the pair kissed, mattie soon realised she wanted to be with him, it was always going to be him.
she heard the door go, it caused her brother to groan loudly from the other room, she knew he’d just roll over and go back to sleep, so she decided to answer herself. quickly mattie slipped out of bed and made her way to the front door, she opens it up to see connor, “hey, what’s up? did i miss something? are we starting the birthday celebrations early?”.
status: open @roswellstarters
location: main street
date: 1st october
SOFIA was one of those people that absolutely loved Halloween, so knowing that Roswell was one of those towns that had a celebration made them really excited to see what would happen. A costume contest sounded great, Sofia was already brainstorming costume ideas. Personally, they were always the one to go over the top when it came to costumes. “Hey, have you lived here long? What do they usually do for Halloween around here? Are there parties? How soon should I start preparing? I need to get some fun stuff for my house to decorate.”
halloween was one of mattie’s favourite holidays, she loved getting dressed up, watching spooky movies, it was great. she was still mulling over an idea for the local costume contest but she needed some willing participants first. she was walking down mainstreet when she heard sofia, “whoa, whoa. slow down with the questions”. she looks at the other, “first of all, yeah, i was born here. i’ve never lived anywhere else. halloween is a big deal, ‘course we have parties” she tells the other, “people take the local costume contest very seriously, a lot of ‘em start their prep on the 1st of november” mattie jokes, “people go all out with that as well. a couple of the shops on main street sell some fun decorations”.
“Oh, well, then you’re just making it way too easy… or I guess not, as the whole menu’s at your disposal, too much choice,” Seb replied with a gentle chuckle. “Sweet or savoury? What’re you in the mood for?” You had to narrow it down just a little, right? He’d be getting nowhere if he didn’t.
mattie laughs, "i know right?! i like to keep my options open” she jokes, her eyes scan the menu again for just a second, she was really thinking about this. “savoury i think, i want something proper” mattie tells him, “but i will probably look at your dessert menu afterwards”.
* 🌿 ❛ mattie, i don’t deserve you. my dada and i would’ve been lost without you here. thanks so much again. for working and for your understanding. ❜ she pats the other on the back, briefly walking away before a flash of thought popped back into her mind. ❛ dinner is on me by the way. what would you prefer? pizza? pasta? burgers? anything your heart desires. ❜
the smile on mattie's face only grows and a light blush peppers her cheeks, feeling a little shy all of a sudden, “that’s very kind of you! but you know what they say right?” she pauses for dramatic effect. “having a great boss, makes for a great team” that was true, mattie loved working here, she was about to go back to helping out with things when she hears the other speak again, “i could go for some burgers, yeah. but we can split the bill”.
Open starter: anyone
Location: Outside Wild Pony
@roswellstarters
Layla stepped out of the bar feeling buzzed but sober enough to have a full conversation. She needed that few drinks to help ease her stress from work this past week. It was one of those weeks that was just going to place the stress on her and make you feel miserable the entire time. All she wanted to do was sleep
As she was about to head home, she spotted a dog and got excited. She reached out to let him sniff her then allowed Layla to pet his head. walked over and noticed it belonged to someone but was made to wait outside. She knelt down to meet his eye level and started talking to the canine. “Oh hello you cutie pie. Aren’t you a sweet thing. Did your mean owner leave you alone out here?” She asked. He barked seconds after her question, “Well it’s okay, i’ll ke-” she stopped mid sentence when she noticed someone standing from the corner of her eye. Slowly, she turns her head to them, “I swear i’m not crazy. He looked lonely.” Was the first thing that came out of her mouth with a sheepish smile.
mattie was on her way home from hanging out with her friends, she was in her own little world when she spotted the dog. she was a big dog person and wished she could have one in her own home but her brother disagreed. mattie was about to go over and stroke the dog but layla had beat her to it.
she didn’t want to interrupt the two of them, so she stood there for us a moment until layla started speaking. “i didn’t think you were!” she says, giving the other a reassuring smile, “i actually wanted to say hello to this guy too”
