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location: outside a convenience store

time: early evening

for: @romanmaddox

Nadine looked questionable wearing plastered stained baggy overalls, a cropped sweater underneath and a thrifted bomber jacket. It was pretty obvious too seeing as she was lugging around what seemed to be fragile items in a large duffel bag and the skin on her face and hands did have some faint plaster as well. However, she didn’t have a care in the world as she focused on the task at hand. Blame it on the lack of sleep or the fact that she had a gruelling week, but her much needed activity was going to make up for all of it. Walking up to the register, she paid for a new pack of cigarettes, a lighter, disposable gloves and a box of garbage bags before heading out and stumbling across a familiar face. “Oh crap!” Looking up, she huffed a sigh of relief noticing that it was Roman and not some random stranger that could easily cuss her off for her clumsiness. “Shit, I’m sorry!” she exclaimed before taking a step back. “Um are you alright?”

#( &. — INTERACTIONS. )#c: roman maddox #roman:02

lena martinez:

“sometimes i think i’m too honest,” she admitted, watching as nadine got the bar tender’s attention. lena wasn’t sure if she wanted to really talk about what was bothering her. mostly because she had no idea how she really felt about it and she was taking a breath,” i try to avoid giving a generic answer if i can help it.” she watched as the bar tender poured them both another drink and they were being slid across. her head turning and she was relieved that nadine seemed to understand. a small laugh came from her as her fingers wrapped around the shot glass,” i don’t actually know what to say,” she said after a second,” i’m starting to to do something i’ve thought about since i was thirteen.” she was glancing over at nadine before going to knock the shot back quickly. only after she swallowed it did she decide she could at least ask nadine’s thoughts,” i’m thinking of trying to find my biological father.” it was slightly insane of her but she had always wondered about him.

“Well, they say honesty is the best policy—but it does bite you in the ass.” Nadine sighed and shrugged as she added, “The way I see it, so as long as you own up to it and make do with the aftermath, then it is what it is.” Nodding in understanding, the therapist could relate to that too. She does this for a living after all, trying to gain the real truth and specific answers, so she tries to practice what she preaches. However, she’s not perfect and she knows that, but she still tries anyway. Clinking her shot glass with her’s, Nadine downed it once more and cleared her throat while listening to Lena’s response. “Ah...” was all she said, processing the revelation at first. “That’s a long time coming, so what is holding you back?”

#( &. — INTERACTIONS. )#c: lena martinez #lena:02

maziekeen

(ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧

#( &. — VISAGE. )

lena martinez:

all that lena wanted was to be able to forget for a while. though she knew better than to think that it was possible. that was what had led to her deciding that she needed one drink or possibly four. she was biting down on her lip when she heard nadine’s question and shrugged,” honestly? i’m not in the best headspace.” she didn’t see the point in hiding it,” and that’s led me to opting to numb myself for the night.” it wasn’t the best idea but it was likely going to work. at least that was what she hoped.

“Ah, at least you’re honest.” Nadine lifted a hand as she caught the bartender’s attention putting up two fingers to indicate another round for the both of them. “I was expecting a generic answer.” She then sighed and nodded in understanding, as she had her fair share of days like that. It was completely normal, despite what anyone says. Besides, most people would rather hide behind a facade and not peep a word, while using distractions or vices at their disposal. “I get it, sometimes this is all we’ve got.” Once the bartender arrived with their drinks, Nadine slid the shot glass over to Lena and asked, “Want to talk about it? If it helps, I’m aiming to be pissed drunk to the point where I’ll get a hangover so...” She wouldn’t remember the details of the conversation if that were the case or at least she’d try to aim for that. Nadine was a therapist yes, but she was technically off duty and Lena wasn’t even her client, yet she could see the reluctance there. Regardless of the other woman’s decision, Nadine was here to listen, besides she cared for the Martinez family on the whole that it didn’t hurt to be there for Sam’s younger sister.

#( &. — INTERACTIONS. )#c: lena martinez #lena:02

lena martinez:

Location: La Luna

With: Open

@charmingstarter

lena was stressed and it wasn’t the normal level of stress. normally she was stressed because of two things which would be work and her classes. however thanks to what had happened at the masquerade and the things weighing on her mind, she needed an outlet. she had spent a good portion of her afternoon trying to do some digging into the past. it was actually her mother’s past but that wasn’t the important part. normally she would just grab a bottle of wine and stay home. however she felt like she wanted to go out and that was what had led to her heading to lu luna. there was a decent crowd which was to be expected. everyone likely needed a strong drink to deal with everything. she had played a few games of pool before she was heading back to the bar. a few guys were willing to buy her shots and she was more than happy to accept. she was groaning as she shot one back, hearing them cheer as she slammed the glass back down,” oh my god!”

It was the end of the work week and all Nadine wanted to do was unwind. Therefore, instead of heading home, she opted for La Luna for some drinks. It’s been a while and frankly, it didn’t hurt to aim for a hangover. The past few weeks have been hectic with the recent incidents and so, having just a few hours to forget about such worries didn’t hurt right? Downing a shot in one go, her attention averted to Lena as Nadine arched a brow, more so out of curiosity and concern. “You alright?” she asked.

#( &. — INTERACTIONS. )#c: lena martinez #lena:02

💌 Nads 💖

Samantha: don't fucking psychoanalyze me right now nadine

Samantha: look i'm going with or without you

Samantha: so can you stop getting your panties in a twist and have FUN

Nadine: If that's how you see it, then that's on you.

Nadine: But just know that I'm here for you...

Nadine: Samantha, you and I both know I'm still coming.

Nadine: Do I meet you at your place or?

#( &. — TEXT. )#c: samantha martinez #samantha:03 #omg shh shes going thru things let her be

gianna carter:

“Something like that.” bored was one word for it, but she had come with her mom and was planning on leaving with her to. It’s more knowing that she wasn’t out and making her way home alone, though Gianna didn’t mind entertaining herself whilst she waited, however, no, this whole thing wasn’t her scene— she wasn’t drinking and she wasn’t necessarily mingling either, she still found herself internally eye rolling at how put on this all was. “Oh about three. Everyone’s too trusting. Though one really hesitated to the point he walked away and hasn’t actually touched any of the food.” she had told him she was joking but he still never picked up a single thing.

“I don’t blame you.” replied Nadine as she looked around. “This isn’t my scene and I kind of find this over the top.” She was honest with her opinion and she wasn’t even sure what’s there to look forward to. Sure, it was nice to dress up, but then what? It’s thoughts like this that made her realize that perhaps she should have stayed in. Although her current interaction certainly brought some form of entertainment once Gianna confirmed who had fell for her joke. “Three is better than none, so at least all that effort isn’t for nothing.” Chuckling softly, she sighed and added, “Pour soul, now you’ve let someone starve. Although, they shouldn’t be too ashamed if they end up yacking out the food. The mask can serve its purpose right?”

#( &. — INTERACTIONS. )#c: gianna carter #gianna:01 #charming.event05

sana monroe:

Nadine.

WITH: @nadinecaine WHEN: The evening of September 12th WHERE: The Masquerade Ball held at Town Hall

Spotting the person who’d begun to to learn more intimate details about her life and inner workings of her mind than perhaps even her closet friends wasn’t all that hard. Though the sight of her did give Sana momentary pause. Talking to Nadine had been a huge help to her in the past week, and that was only three sessions in - Yes, three consecutive session in a row to satiate her crippling anxiety. But seeing her outside her office felt like bridging a distance that might make it harder to go back each time. Yet she’d already seen her as well, and the choice was made. She approached with a cautious smile. “You look gorgeous Nadine, how are you doing this evening?”

Nadine nodded along to her companion’s words as they were undergoing some small talk about the masquerade event. So far, she’d been spending her time conducting these types of interactions and in truth, she found it refreshing to see everyone’s spirits lifted. However, the Therapist had her qualms about the whole ordeal. Of course, she kept that to herself and maintained a mask underneath the mask she was already wearing. Forcing out one last smile, she excused herself and made up some excuse as she strode over to a secluded area to recollect herself. It wasn’t until she made eye contact with one of her clients, that she immediately straightened out her composure and turned to to face Sana. “Hello.” she greeted with a bright smile. “Thank you for your kind words! Give some credit to yourself as well, you look absolutely stunning.” Shrugging slightly, she relaxed and began to scan the area around them before settling her gaze on Sana. “I’m hanging in there. Events like these aren’t really my thing, but I thought why not? Step out of my comfort zone, y’know? It’s not everyday that something like this happens here.” Pausing, she took a good look at her and returned the inquiry. “And yourself?”

#( &. — INTERACTIONS. )#c: sana monroe #sana:01 #charming.event05

marcus ortiz:

Adjusting the mask on his face he looked out at the people around him. He hated things like this. He didn’t even know why he agreed to come aside from the fact that Addie had made him. Said it would look bad if he’d not shown up. And it didn’t hurt that she threatened to never let him touch her again if he didn’t go and put in effort. So here he was standing by the bar as she danced with one of her friends. “How the fuck do people do this all the time.” Marcus tugged at the sleeves of the suit jacket. “This is a recipe for disaster if I’ve ever fuckin’ seen one.” He muttered, these masks. He knew just about everyone, it didn’t hide much when half the town had noticeable tattoos. He’d for sure stand out, the tattoos on his hands, Faith’s name on his neck, no one would struggle to know who he was. @charmingstarter

So far, Nadine had to hand it to the people of Charming for being able to clean up nicely and keep it together in a formal setting. However, she assumed that once the alcohol kicks in it’ll be a different story, yet she’ll have to keep that in the back burner until it happens. Speaking of alcohol, she headed towards the bar decided to fetch herself a drink of her own. While she waited, she heard a familiar voice next to her and turned to face them. Chuckling softly, she nodded in understanding after realizing it was Marcus. Truthfully, those who were involved in their respective groups stood out among the rest. For starters it’s the tattoos and then of course, it was their choice of social setting and who they were with. “Right? I totally agree, I think the mayor is a little impulsive for hosting this.” She paused and gave an encouraging smile, “But everyone looks nice, so I’m hoping this doesn’t go to waste. I heard there was a kiddie corner around here, did you end up bringing Faith?”

#( &. — INTERACTIONS. )#c: marcus ortiz #marcus:01 #charming.event05

gianna carter:

Her smile remains on her features, keeping herself strictly unreadable. It was funny to her how many people she had already previously tried this on, still went ahead and ate the food. There had been two that hadn’t and one that had hesitated to the point she had to tell them she was messing because her mom had given her a swift nudge in the ribs. Don’t mess with the jittery boy, ‘ana. “Yeah, might have just been the one I had.” she figures stretching out her little lie wasn’t needed, especially when she locked eyes with her mom just a little way back from Nadine. “Your taste buds and trust.” she quips, inwardly chuckling a little, clearly showing that she was joking.

The therapist narrowed her gaze suspiciously at the young woman and questioned the integrity of what she’d been conveying for the past few minutes. “How unfortunate.” she replied at first. “I wonder if they have a complaint department around here...” She pretended to search around and was making it seem like she was going to flag a server before her lips curled into a knowing smile. “I figured.” Sighing softly, she picked up another sweet finger-friendly treat and popped it into her mouth. “Bored?” she asked. “...Actually, how many people have you told about that and it actually worked?”

#( &. — INTERACTIONS. )#c: gianna carter #gianna:01 #charming.event05

gianna carter:

location: town hall’s masquerade

status: open

tag: @charmingstarter

throughout the night she had namely kept herself near one thing; the buffet. her begrudgingly paying the entrance fee meant that she had all intentions of getting her hundred dollars back through food. which she could proudly say she was way on her way to meeting her target. “you don’t want that,” she comments, seeing another reaching for one of the many options of sweet treats that were on offer. “i’m pretty sure they used salt not sugar.” you’d think she was telling the truth, her tone unchangeable and her expressions somewhat sincere— a touch different to her usual unreadable features. reality was she was messing, colour her bored with an added splash of immaturity for those that didn’t hold a sense of humour.

Lifting her dress as she walked throughout Town Hall, Nadine admired the set up of the event, along with the many faces that decided to dress up. Truthfully, she didn’t plan on coming out, but after much convincing (mostly from Samantha), the homebody therapist made arrangements for the dress, mask and everything else. Although she felt slightly paranoid due to previous events, she knew that the intentions of this masquerade party was to squash all the negative connotations and prove that Charming was still standing and capable of celebrating. Making her way to the buffet area, her sweet tooth was kicking in as she assessed what was available to eat. Her attention wandered to Gianna as she spoke, tilting her head slightly at the news. “Oh?” she replied with an arched brow. “For a $100 entrance fee? That’s a shame.” She still reached for a pastry and ate it anyways, “Screw it, what do I have to lose at this point?”

#( &. — INTERACTIONS. )#c: gianna carter #gianna:01 #charming.event05

NADINE CAINE + charming’s masquerade ball

#( &. — VISAGE. )#charming.extra #charming.event05

rowan o’donoghue:

“That’s thanks to my mom, you know?” Rowan said with a small smile. “She got the place when she was younger, I believe. I still don’t know the full story but when I realized that my mom was the proud owner of a shop like Sweet Escapes, I thought I was in a dream. What kid doesn’t like sweets, cupcakes or pies?” After school she used to go there with her brother and wait unitl their dad was out of the hospital so the family could return home together. Her mom would take her to the bake so she could help her prepare the cakes and that’s what made her step in and took control of the shop once they returned to Charming, even if Dallas was gone, it would have made him happy and proud, same as her mom. “I’ve put my own touch here and there but I’m glad my shop can give a little bit of happiness to the people.”

Nadine’s gaze softened as Rowan spoke of her mother. Truly, she was happy for her, it was always a win for those who were able to find joy in the little things. While Sweet Escapes wasn’t little, just the simplicity of the fact that a bakery could bring so much to the table made it all worth it. Although a part of Nadine was doing her best to not conduct any sort of comparison to her own upbringing. She was past the point of being envious of others. “Was it through her pride and joy that made you want to take it over?” she curiously asked. “Or did you want to become something else?” Nodding, she smiled and agreed with her take on how things were. “That’s what matters most and what keeps you going. The thought of making a positive difference makes it all worth it.”

#( &. — INTERACTIONS. )#c: rowan o'donoghue #rowan:01

💌 Nads 💖

Samantha: No face to face conversation because I'm done talking about this. I'm done talking about Raf and I feel sorry I brought him up in the first place. What we're NOT gonna do tonight is dissect why the fuck he decided he was better off without me, okay????

Samantha: I will not hesitate to pull your hair if you make me stop drinking when I NEED this right now, Nads. Even if I fucking pass out or something. I don't really care. Tonight's about FUN, okay?

Nadine: You shouldn't feel sorry for bringing up something that's affecting you greatly. You have every right to acknowledge that.

Nadine: Samantha, I know you hate that. However, I'm suddenly thinking this is a bad idea. Might I suggest a girl's night in? I'll allow you to get completely wasted in my humble abode.

Nadine: 😔 So you're saying you can't take my half assed 'No' for an answer?...I'm addressing you as my best friend okay?...Can't we have fun...Safely? 🥺

#( &. — TEXT. )#c: samantha martinez #samantha:03

💌 Nads 💖

Samantha: lmao who the fuck knows what's gonna happen

Samantha: i thought i was set for life and the guy i thought i was gonna marry fucking hates me so who the fuck knows, you know?????? i sure don't

Samantha: nah nah nah high heels or nothing, babe. flats do NOT go with my minidress

Nadine: Oh.

Nadine: I see, got it. I'd go on a spiel of how sorry I am to hear that, but pity is the last thing you need. Plus this warrants a face to face conversation. You know how much I dislike doing this over text.

Nadine: Alright, alright. Get dressed, look hot...I'm calling it now though, I will put a cap on when I think you've had enough. The last time I did that, you tried to fight me and I would like to warn you now, I will not hesitate to put you in a headlock and drag you out. ☺️

#text #c: samantha martinez #samantha:03

nellcrain

favourite outfits ✪ tani rey in season 8 of hawaii five-0

#( &. — VISAGE. )

💌 Nads 💖

Samantha: nah fuck that

Samantha: if we die, we die. can't really do anything to stop that

Samantha: i mean, you can't die. i'm good either way

Samantha: let's just take a cab to rendezvous okay?

Nadine: Samantha.

Nadine: 😑😑😑😑😑😑😑

Nadine: NOPE. I refuse for that outcome.

Nadine: Fine, let me get ready and also, make sure you wear shoes that you can easily walk in when you're inebriated!!! I don't want a repeat of last time 😓

#( &. — TEXT. )#c: samantha martinez #samantha:03 #death tw

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