roanmontague·:
it was no secret that esma was the breadwinner in their family, and contrary to popular belief, roan was okay with that. he had known when they were teenagers that she was always going to be better than him, and he was more than happy just to be with her in whatever way that meant. and in some strange, fairy-tailesque miracle, that way meant a cute little house in a cute little town with two cute little rings on their fingers and he couldn’t have possibly imagined how happy they’d have ended up, given how life has insisted their romance not be easy. esme’s passion for helping people and razor-sharp brain made medicine the best career for her, and the financial stability that being a doctor provided her allowed roan the chance to pursue his own dreams of teaching, like his mother. but, of course, his days were empty since they’d relocated to maple creek. it made sense, neither of them could stomach living in their old home after what happened, and this place was a beautiful place for a clean slate.
he had taken up jogging every day, as a way to keep himself in shape, but he was lazier than he’d have liked to be, so they usually just ended up as long walks. he’d spend hours just walking, learning the area, and trying not to miss his wife. or the overgrown, scraggly exit to the trail he was on, which was leading him out by the rail tracks. he ducked under a large branch, turning the corner from the trail to the railway embankment. he didn’t get far, though, as he walked face-first into a much shorter person. he reached out a hand to steady them, offering her a small smile in apology. “my bad, dude. blind corner, i wasn’t paying attention.” he sighed, picking leaves and other debris from his shirt. “you good, though? did i do any major damage?“
Melina blinked as the man in front of her helped her steady, her cheeks blushing a bit in embarassment. "Thank you. Think that might've been my fault, though," she admitted, offering up a small smile to the stranger. "I wasn't really looking at where I was going." She looked him over before deciding she didn't know who he was, an odd occurence for her in this tiny town. maybe she'd been away so long she'd started to forget faces. somehow, given her memory & skill with reading people, she doubted that was the case, but she could never be too sure. "Erm, I don't think I know you, though. Are you new here?" she questioned, tilting her head to the side slightly before immediately realizing that he could've moved here while she was gone. How embarassing. Clearing her throat, she stuck out a hand to him, figuring confidence was key in any situation. "I'm Melina Campbell," she introduced herself, offering a polite smile.
