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@mcndyhcrtmcn
MIRANDA JANE HARTMAN.
she/her. mandy. 34 year old artist & wine enthusiast. mom to a dog disguised as a fluffy potato named gatsby. owner of the color wine. happily infatuated with a cute bartender named stelly. emily bett rickards
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"Of course you will," he replied with his own low laugh, shaking his head. Whether or not fairy princesses should spend a little money was besides the point, he wasn't going to make her pay for an icy cold treat... although he could teas her about it. Especially if she ended up losing the round. Which she would, of course. As his first ball rolled up the incline and into the next-to-center ring, he narrowed his eyes with concentration before reaching for the second. "I'm always right."
"You know me," Mandy smirked. "Let's be for real here, though. I make your life more fun and interesting," she said with a nod. Watching him, she tried not to make any random noise as not to distract him. Or something like that. Looking back at him, she pursed her lips and hummed. "Hmmm... oh yeah. That's what my mom always told me too," she teased him again. "Nice throw, though." she shrugged.
Location: The Color Wine, The Hideaway Market Who: @mcndyhcrtmcn
Ben walked into Mandy’s studio with confidence, coffees in a carryout tray in one hand and a paper bag of pastries in the other. He literally took three steps before dramatically calling out. “Benito has appeared. And I come bearing gifts because I know I am like twenty minutes late.” His eyes finally landed on Mandy across the room, smiling widely at his favorite artist. “Working hard or hardly working?” Ben joked, sitting the bag and coffees down on whatever surface that was free of art supplies. He loved being in the studio and having all the canvas, paints, and organized chaos of artsy supplies around him. “And don’t even give me that look. I brought your favorite pastry, so that cancels out my terrible sense of time. I'm pretty sure that's how friendship works.” Ben pointed out, taking a seat in a stool and lifting one of the coffees to his lips. “Hmm,” a low groan of appreciation fell from his lips at the taste of coffee before he continued, “So, what kind of masterpiece are we creating today? And before you answer, just know I am officially vetoing any ideas that involve glitter. Literally still finding that shit in my beard from the last time we decided to get creative.”
Mandy had been working on a commission for one of her clients. Gatsby was curled up asleep at her feet with one of his plush toys, and he suddenly popped up hearing a noise at the door. She spun around with a laugh. "I wasn't going to say anything, but now that you mention it..." she pursed her lips, watching Gatsby run (hop?) on over towards Ben, she laughed again. "Well, if Gatsby says that you can stay, you can stay. Right, Goober?" she looked at her dog who wagged his nonexistent tail in approval. "But I see you brought gifts..." she watched him. "Boo, I was going to go for the fairy princess landscape type of thing," she said. "Well, it's summer, so what I usually do is fruit," she pointed to the setup with the end of her paintbrush. "But I implore you to get creative with it if you'd like," the blonde nodded. "Also, you are literally friends with me, you probably have glitter on you already," she smirked. "Think about it. How long have Stelly and I been together and days we're not even together they still find glitter somewhere on them."
"It was," Cherry said, rubbing her hands together to dispel some of the powdered sugar, "one of a kind. I didn't see another one hanging at the ring toss at least. Maybe it's like - limited edition. A failed sale from shark week or something. I'll keep my fingers crossed for you." She smiled as Mandy dug into her own cake. "I dream of this funnel cake in the winter when I'm plowing the driveway for the tenth time."
“Still… it’s quite adorable. I have a collection of Squishmallows. I’m pretty sure they’d end up having their own room and would just be a big pile of… squish…” Mandy grinned. “Would be a perfect addition.” She hummed. “Oh my god, I know that feeling. Who wants to shovel snow when funnel cake exists?”
"Hilarious," Rafael retorted at the nickname, shaking his head. But he had been called much worse in his life than that, didn't take too much offense to it. Maybe minus the part where he wasn't an actual grandfather and thankfully never would be. "Right, because fairy princesses can't afford the two dollars for a sno*cone on their own," he said with a laugh, handing over the money to the attendant and lining up in front of one of the Skee-Ball machines. "I guess we'll see if you can put your money where your mouth is."
“Thank you, I’ll be here all day,” Mandy said, bowing with a giggle. “Fairy princesses probably shouldn’t…” she said, twirling the end of her hair around her fingers. She grinned brightly, stepping up alongside Raf to watch him play his round. She bit her lip and tapped her thumb against her chin. “I guess we’ll see if you’re right,” she mused, giving him another nod.
Location: Carnival Fairgrounds Date: July 3rd OPEN
"Two hours!" Cherry leaned back against the picnic benches on the edge of the fairgrounds. She'd taken to them with some funnel cake needing a reprieve and some space to brag. "Two hours at the ring toss! I was going to go insane. But I saw this," she lifted the stuffed animal from her lap and tossed it over. (The ugliest, and somehow cutest, blobfish stuffy.) "And I knew I had to have it." She tipped a piece of funnel cake into her mouth. "Now the fun can really begin."
“That is the cutest most weird looking plush I have seen in my entire life,” Mandy said, eyes wide. She glanced around for Stelly, because she knew they would probably find something about it and remember it for next time. “I have to find it now. And add it to my collection,” she said, nodding. “But funnel cake sounds good too. Let me jump in a vat of powdered sugar and catch up.” She tapped at her own plate and took a forkful of funnel cake.
Turning to address Mandy with as much of a stern expression as he could muster, Rafael mimicked her stance, hands on his own hips, head tall, eyes narrowed into a glare. "Miss Hartman, for some reason you've decided today is the day that you let a fifty-something year-old man absolutely humiliate you at a carnival game?" there was a touch of disbelief to his tone before he let out a soft 'tsk' sound and shook his head. "Loser buys the winner a sno*cone?"
"Okay, Gramps," Mandy watched him with a sideways glance, tilting her head to the side. "You are on," she smirked, holding her hand out for a shake. "Oh, I'm more than just a tiny blonde fairy princess. I'm pretty good at these arcade games," she snickered. "But I could go for a sno*cone, and you know what's better than a sno*cone? A free one!" she giggled.
closed starter for: Mandy & @rafaelcb
when: emergency services carnival
Mandy stood with her hands on her hips. "So you think you could prove me wrong and beat me at skee-ball?" she looked at Raf with a smug expression. She loved skee-ball. Was she any good at it? Probably not, but there were many a day she had been to the Fun Spot with her siblings that ended up in a wrestling match. Probably wouldn't go that far today, but skee-ball was never not fun.
"It would launch an international quest to find the real you," because no one would accept anything less than a perfect Mandy, full of color and glitter and pizzazz, otherwise what was the point? Esther wanted nothing less than the friend that she always remembered. "Oh, I bet you that your pup absolutely loves that, when you come home smelling like other animals! Elise's cats are pretty chill, but whenever I come home from volunteering, if I don't wash up right away, they know, and they give me hell for it," although she tried her best to make sure to have clean hands before handling them, anyway. Better safe than sorry. "Cows first, it is," she nodded, heading for the double doors that led outside, where they could make their way to the barns. "Oh boy, where to start!" she laughed, shrugging both shoulders, "mostly just being home again, you know? I'm working at the funeral home with my uncle, he's training me to take over whenever he retires. And helping with Taste whenever Elise needs me, of course. Mae's finishing up college for the semester, she'll be home any day now for summer break, which I am so excited for. How about you?"
"It would be like... mystery of the year. We'd all be trying to track me down!" Mandy said with a laugh. She nodded. "Gatsby looks at me like I've committed some kind of crime against all corgis, because he's a dramatic little bean. I swear, he is an even bigger drama queen than I am!" she laughed. "Even when I go over to Stelly's, he knows that I've been around Bowie and Whit. And he's friends with those two! He plays with Bowie all the time and adores that little cat," she grinned. "Cats think they rule the world. They probably do, we just don't know it." She loved animals, so today she was sure her diva of a dog would notice that she was hanging out with some cows today. Looking around the barn, she squealed in delight in seeing the smaller cows in the corner. Mandy nodded, looking over at Essie, listening to the updates in her life. "Oooh, so you've been keeping busy!" she grinned. "Is Mae excited to come back home for the summer? Or is she staying at the dorms as long as she can?"
Stelly couldn't help their own laugh at Mandy's commentary, knowing that they could turn the compliment right back around on her. "Looking in a mirror?" they asked, a grin spreading across their face as they slid their hands from her back to rest on her hips, moving together with her in their dance. "Because I for one thought that I had the best looking date in town, I'll have you know."
Letting their head sway back and forth with the music, Stelly closed their eyes, really getting into the groove of it before they let out a laugh at what Mandy said next. "Okay, but let's pretend for one moment that glitter and rainbows don't follow you everywhere that you go, babe," because that was sort of Mandy's thing. Tinkerbell, after all. Just, maybe a little more girly.
"Mmm... oh so now you're in denial," she smirked, pecking their lips again. She laughed, moving along with her, closer, unable to help the happiness that wanted to escape her. "Hmm... well, we could go back and forth on this all night long," she hummed, watching them. "But you know I'll still win," she grinned again.
She danced along with the music, twirling them around and dancing along as well. "So we'll just pretend I'm just a regular girl who loves pink and loves her partner," she smiled, pulling Stelly closer into her arms. "Have I told you how lucky I am to have you in my life? That you always make me feel so so happy?"
Oh, for sure! It felt really good to hand over that envelope of cash, knowing we did our duty to help out. Plus, I feel like your stand was always busy, every time I popped my head around the corner to make faces at you. So we did good. Well, you know that you are the best thing in the world to me, so if I could make you have a good day? That was my goal. I wish every day could be your birthday.
We did. I think we should do that more often. The whole buttons for charity thing. Combining forces to do something extra fun. Oh, I know, and you had such a good time with that. But you know I love just spending all my extra time with you. Yours is my favorite face here in town. Not in a creepy way. I just love you and love to kiss you. If every day was my birthday, I'd accept it just so that I can spend it with you and you can just spoil me rotten.
I think I just needed a break for a little while. There's plenty of other things I can be working on, anyhow. Sometimes I get a little overinvolved in certain projects and it gets to a point where I get a mental block. If that makes sense. So, a little of everything? That's cool. Sam with the colouring books, that's actually really awesome.
That's perfectly understandable! I know what you mean there--I always get sidetracked or distracted when something big happens. But at the same time my hands are always full. A little of everything, yes! Oh the coloring books are always a big hit among the kids and big kids at heart. That's why I love doing them. How've you been, though? Do anything fun or crazy lately?
with: gavin & open (capped at 3/7)
where: touchback
Gavin was trying to get out of his comfort zone, honestly if he would be watching the football game at his apartment but honestly he knew he needed to get out and socialise. He loved watching the game so he found a bar that usually played the sports and went to Touchback. He enjoyed football, well he preferred playing it to watching it, he didn't really enjoy watching it. He was more likely going to watch Basketball or Ice Hockey but he thought this would be a good way to meet people as a lot of people went to bars even if they weren't a fan of watching football. As he got to the bar to order his beer, he waiting for the queue to go down before he saw someone in front him also waiting, "Hi, so do you think we're in for a good game? I am not a massive fan of watching it, I would rather play. But if I am going to watch first I need a drink in my hand, second I am just hoping something interesting and fun happens? Do you know by any chance who's playing tonight because I don't but thought it would be worth coming since it's world cup season." He laughed a little, "Sorry, I ramble when I am nervous and if you don't like football that means absolutely nothing to you. But Hi. I'm Gavin." He said awkwardly trying to put himself out there.
Mandy frequented Touchback often because she had been finding herself there before she and Stelly had started dating. Even she knew next to nothing about sports, and she always had that excuse. And she still knew next to nothing about sports. Now that they were very much together, the other bartenders knew to expect her especially when Stelly was on shift. Besides, the drinks were good and she had no problem admitting that either. So tonight, Mandy was mostly preoccupied with her phone and chatting with a client about a commission request when she noticed someone talking to her. She blinked a few times. “Mmm… no, don’t know who is playing but I know the biggest story is that folks visiting the states for the first time are trying out Taco Bell and enjoying a Baja Blast while watching the games,” she nodded, taking a sip of her drink. “I take it you’re a bigger fan than I am?” She grinned at him. “Mandy.”
"I would honestly be so disappointed if I moved back to town only to find out that you didn't love fluffy cows anymore, Mandy! It'd be like you became a whole different person," and given that Mandy was one of Essie's favorite people… kind of hard to want to see her be anything other than who she was now. "You know me, I really don't mind smelling like cow breath," she paused, letting out a laugh, "I work in a funeral home, I feel like cow breath might be a slightly more pleasant smell, actually." Not that she wanted to make light of the work that she did, of course, but sometimes you had to joke through it. "Really!" she couldn't help the excitement to her voice when Mandy disclosed one of the cows' namesakes. "That's even better than having like… a star named after you or something!" Signing herself in as a volunteer, she handed the form over to Mandy to do the same and looked around, "so right to the cows first, or do you want to visit some other animals?"
“I know, we’d all be wondering who is this girl and what did she do with Mandy Hartman?” Mandy grinned. “It’ll be like me without the pink or glitter… or the paint that ends up everywhere!” she laughed softly. “Thankfully, none of that has changed. She grinned over at her friend. “You know, I’d say the same becuase cow kisses are adorable, but I also don’t want to have to explain to my dog why I smell like one,” she joked. “Oh I know! Cows are so iconic. And they are cute and snuggly and who needs a star when you can have a cow instead?” Mandy laughed. “Probably no one ever said that except me.” She took the form and scribbled her name onto it. “Cows first, then we can make our way around!” She nodded as she caught up with Essie. “Tell me though, what else is new with you?”
"You're the boss," Stelly said with a laugh as Mandy headed for the dance floor, raising their voice above the crowd and the loud music. Vibrations was always the place to hang out in Merrock (where else was someone going to go for nightlife?) but it felt to them that Pride always brought people out in extra droves, kept things busy and vibrant. They definitely wouldn't complain about it; it was nice, seeing people out and having a good time.
Feeling themselves tugged out, Stelly let out another laugh, wrapping their arms loosely around Mandy as they fell into the sway and groove of the music, leaning forward to press their lips to hers at the peck, though not pulling back right away, instead lingering there for a moment in the kiss before grinning. "This is always one of my all-time favorite events in this town, you know?"
Mandy giggled as they followed her, still moving to the music. She laughed, loving the beat and the energy and the crowd. The more upbeat the crowd, the more excited she was. And every year things just kept getting better and better with more festivities, more music, the parties were always one to remember. She always loved seeing people at their best, happy and not holding anything back.
"Me too," Mandy said, with another giggle. "But you know, I always love a good party when I have the hottest date in town," she smirked, leading them further towards the middle of the dance floor. "June just makes it so much better, you know... with the dancing and the rainbows."
who: mandy & @stellylee
what: vibrations party
when: june 13
"Let's dance!" Mandy twirled out into the dance floor, before turning back around to look at Stelly. She giggled happily, and nearly skipped towards them, grabbing their hand and tugging them with her. She loved pride weekend because it was a chance to be extra wild with the colors, be loud, proud, and just herself. Not that it changed things from the rest of the year.
She never backed down from showing off who she was, inside and out. To Mandy, there was nothing to be ashamed of, and nothing to hide. In fact, there was all the more to be proud of. She even had it tattooed on her arm along with a whole load of glitter in her hair and on her cheeks. Love is love is love. She pecked their lips, grinning as she moved to the music.
who: mandy & @naomiayodele
what: pride palooza
when: june 13
"Face painting!" Mandy chirped excitedly as she skipped over to Naomi. "I saw a booth over there," she grinned. "We can do that and then get some rainbow slushies with glitter," the blonde nodded her head. She was just excited. "I promise I haven't had one yet. I'm just happy and excited," she laughed, twirling around in her neon pink dress, with rainbow socks and accessories to match.
