Lily pushed open the door with her hip, iced coffee in one hand, tote bag hanging off her elbow. “Hey,” she announced to absolutely no one in particular, “someone tell me something interesting before I start causing problems on purpose.” She dropped into the closest seat like she lived there, already kicking her shoes off. “So what’re we doing? Because I’m bored and that’s dangerous.”
mali turned as she heard the little chime of the bells go off indicating someone had entered her flower shop. an affectionate smile washed over her features seeing lily, and she couldn't help but to laugh as her brows shot up at the other's remarks. “ you ? cause problems on purpose ? never ! " she teased, going to carry the bucket of flowers over to where lily was. “ you could help me with arranging these centerpieces that are due today. i can't pay you, but i can treat you to coffee or dinner. "
Closed Starter for @mcldavite
Location: Mali's Home
It wasn't like Wes to show up out of the blue to Mali's house, but here he was, in her driveway at eight o'clock in the evening. The upcoming holiday had him feeling a little lonelier than usual. He knew Mabel would be around the day of Thanksgiving and the weekend after, but that time couldn't come soon enough. He knocked on the door sheepishly hoping she would at least answer the door. The cold November air nipped at his cheeks as he waited on the porch.
daylight savings and the weight of the upcoming holiday were kicking mali's butt. the emptiness of her home felt even greater than it had in previous weeks. it was an emptiness that even her little cat basil couldn't completely heal. as she sat on the couch in her pajamas, cat in her lap and warm tea in a mug she wrapped her hands around, she read the same line of her book over and over again, her mind truly everywhere else but with the words on the pages in front of her. the knock at the door pulled her out of her thoughts, and dark brows knitted together in confusion. she wasn't expecting anyone, was she ?
the florist gently scooped up the calico and placed him down on the cushion next to her so she could rise from the couch and padded over to the door, where she rose on her tip toes to peer out the tiny glass cut-outs of the door to see who was there. wes.
she unlocked it and opened the door, the warmth of her home meeting the chill of the november evening. “ wes .. hey. " she pulled her arms around herself as a breeze blew past and she quickly shuffled out of the way to make room for him. " come in. it's too cold out there. "
do you hear MATILDA BY HARRY STYLES playing ? that must be MALI KASEM ( davika hoorne ) walking around OCEAN AVENUE. i heard their story is written by KIWI. you didn't hear it from me, but i also heard LITTLE TALKS might be stirring up some drama.
general :
full name : mali kasem
goes by : mali
age : thirty5
dob : july 12th
gender identity & pronouns : cis woman (she + her)
romantic orientation : biromantic
sexual orientation : bisexual
zodiac : cancer sun, moon & rising
occupation : florist
appearance :
faceclaim : davika hoorne
height : 5'2
distinguishing features : soft brown eyes
physical conditions : lactose intolerant, wears glasses
personality :
psychological conditions : generalized anxiety, ptsd
fears : commitment, letting others down
likes : chamomile tea, romance books, rainy days, fuzzy socks, pigeons
dislikes : overhead lights, fireworks, large crowds, people who litter, oversleeping
family :
parents : mother: amara kasem, alive. father: arthit kasem, status unknown.
partner : none at the moment.
children: a daughter - mabel.
pets: a calico cat named basil.
headcanons :
01. a cancer sun, rising & moon : she feels a lot of emotions, but mostly those of other's. she's incredibly skilled at detecting even the smallest of shifts in a person's emotions and finds herself overwhelmed by the emotions of others around her. 02. she's a horse girl. grew up riding them and still makes time for it even as an adult. 03. she's the mom friend, way before she ever became a mom in the first place. always the voice of reason, the one to show up at a moment's notice if you need help. if you need something she's probably got it in her bag already. 04. a tea girlie !!! she loves a nice cup of hot tea to relax at the end of the day. 05. loves to read, sew & garden as hobbies. 06. adopted her cat after finding him in a dumpster. they've been inseparable ever since.
you can let it go, you can throw a party full of everyone you know
01. emotional support eldest daughter. seemingly put in this earth to be your mother's keeper. she was emotional, turbulent, and even in your youth you became the one to hold those emotions, to carry their weight. you were understanding, intuitive, mature for your age - or so you were told. but that was because you had to be. your life was centered around keeping your mother afloat, taking the emotional burdens for her, helping to make sure that she kept it together. and so in turn you became ... emotionally distant. you turned off all of yours to make space for hers. and even now when she's no longer present in your life, you still find it hard to find those emotions, to connect with them. you feel everyone else's emotions so deeply .. but who are you ? how do you feel ?
you can start a family who will always show you love
02. despite the unsteady life you had at home, you were able to keep things relatively normal to most onlookers. you learned how to compartmentalize things, and thankfully you were able to succeed in school, you had friends, you lived a somewhat normal life despite the emotional burdens put on you. however you did develop into a rather anxious individual, always waiting for something to go wrong, unable to find any sort of peace in the stability, as you knew that it hardly would last long. as an adult you still struggle with this, unsure how to feel truly at peace despite creating a life for yourself away from the mess of your childhood. you are still incredibly close with your siblings, you were the one who really looked after them, after all.
you never expected to get pregnant so young. but your daughter was a blessing from the start - and raising her has been incredibly healing for you. you will be the mother to her that you never had. you will create a family for the two of you that is full of love, support, and joy.
you don't have to be sorry for doing it on your own
03. your parents marriage was nothing but a mess. constant fighting, endless memories of your father leaving. but then coming back. and then things would be fine. and then you'd have another sibling born. and then things would be bad again. you watched as it made your already turbulent mother even more broken. you watched the relationship eat her alive and from a young age you swore you would never, ever live in a marriage like that. having to end things with wesley only furthered your fear of commitment. you remain guarded with your heart now. you say it's because you don't ever want to be like your mother, and that is true, but what you don't admit to yourself is that you're scared of being like her.
sunflowers in mason jars ♡ fresh baked cinnamon rolls ♡ horse girl energy ♡ pent up female rage ♡ pink gingham ♡ crying at tiktoks about cats ♡ mary janes and ruffle socks ♡ hot bath with a book ♡ falling asleep at the park ♡ the walking embodiment of valentine's day but hates it ♡ heart too big for her chest ♡ lover of pigeons, mice & possums ♡ always forgetting something ♡ chronically late ♡ small red ink tattoos on pale skin ♡ blush blindness ♡ affirmations written on mirrors ♡ ever changing nail art ♡ hair tied back in a bandana ♡ emotional motion sickness ♡ relaxing tea better fucking work ♡ talks to plants ♡
Autumn Sonata by Ingmar Bergman • On Earth We're Briefly Gorgeous by Ocean Vuong • Letter to my Rage: An Evolution by Lidia Yuknavitch • honeytuesday • sixisockets • La Flor de Lis by Elena Poniatowska • The Unbearable Lightness of Being by Milan Kundera • The Unfinished World and Other Stories by Amber Sparks • A Mother's Hate by Sam Gordon • Salt by Nayyirah Waheed
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