THERE'S SUNLIGHT DRIPPING OFF THE APRICOT TREE. LOST TO THE NIGHT TIDE GROWING IN ME, I’VE BEEN SAYING TO YA, I’VE BEEN SAYING TO YA, I’VE BEEN SAYING TO YA, I’VE BEEN SAYING TO YA. SINGING TO THE DRUNKS LIKE OUR MOMMA DID, ALL WE EVER KNEW IS WHAT WE DIDN'T HAVE. I’VE BEEN SAYING TO YA, I’VE BEEN SAYING TO YA,I’VE BEEN SAYING TO YA, I’VE BEEN SAYING TO YA. THERE'S SUNLIGHT DRIPPING OFF THE APRICOT TREE.
“look i’m sorry for being late!” astrid tells the other, the blonde was looking a little more disheveled than normal. nothing was going right for her today and it really sucked. it all started when her shower wouldn’t work and then she couldn’t find anything to wear, then she was late to work. all in all, a bad start to the day. “seriously, i’m just having the worst day”.
“i bet he is.” elliot shakes his head as he starts digging out his wet clothes and throwing them into his basket to start moving to the row of dryers. he turns to look at her as she speaks about her kid’s grandmother, and clicks his tongue. “damn, i wish i had a grandmother who wanted to peep me out.” shaking his head, he dumps the contents into the dryer and throws in a bunch of sheets. “grandma’s usually have good taste, too.”
she nods in reply with a smile, she really loved her son and she’d do anything to make him happy. when he speaks again atticus can’t help but laugh again, “same! my grandma can just about use facebook. let alone kit me out with cool clothes” she jokes, “they do! i’m living for the outfits she’s got for toby...”
adrien has often been told by coworkers and strangers alike that he should smile more — undoubtedly making the resting expression of indifference on his visage turn to agitation rather than the smile they were hoping. it’s some bullshit about being too handsome to not smile or blah blah blah whatever the fuck the reason is and never fails to make him sympathize with women who who are told this far more than he has. so adrien thinks if they can manage to respond with anything other than bodily harm than he can troop it out. doesn’t make it any less irritating but adrien digresses. he’s still stewing over the garbage case from the other day and it shows in his body language — lips pursed in mild annoyance as he waited for his coffee and arms folded across his chest, the fabric of his bespoke suit tightening comfortably around his muscles. adrien finds small talk stupid and pointless, making him all the more ruffled when the blonde near him strikes up conversation with a smile. ❝ okay ?? congratulations ?? ❞ adrien supplies, tone gruff and dismissive as chocolate hues flicker over to her face. ❝ this coffee shop would be bankrupt if nobody here needed their fix of caffeine for the day. ❞
atticus wasn't expecting the reply that she got from aiden, she thought he’d be a bit well ---- happier. she doesn’t know how to reply to his comment, she was feeling awkward and atticus didn’t want to upset him. but what she was saying was true, with her young son toby running around all the time, she rarely got any time off. so this was great for her, other people didn’t seem to think the same though. “thanks..” she replies, her tone was a little awkward. atticus is trying to keep the tone light, “oh no! we wouldn’t want that. this is one of the best coffee shops in the city”.
“yeah, that would be a little embarrassing, don’t you think? more so for you than me, i think. considering i wouldn’t be alive for it.” she laughs as if she’s impressed by her very mediocre joke, happily taking the flour as if it’s the best gift she’s ever received. “thank you so much. i owe you big time. do you like breakfast?” it’s always her first offer for returning a favor, considering it is what she’s best at. “tell me about it. people visiting jersey are addicted to the stuff. but no, no sleepover. i own a bed and breakfast, actually. so i make more than enough breakfast every morning. cool, huh?” at least she thinks it’s cool.
a laugh leaves his lips as the girl spoke, he was always down for lame jokes such as that one. “so fuckin’ embarrassing! can’t have that happening, oh no!” he says in reply as he fixes his beanie a little. “it’s alright! no worries! breakfast? i never get a chance to eaat it ---- but sure” with his job he was up early and never really had time to eat. “yeah? dammit. i was hoping for a sleepover. but that’s still pretty cool though...”
the washer back at the house had broken months ago. it was the beat down thing they got when casper had moved in. so now laundry is down just a few blocks away, and he fucking hates it. most of his stuff ends up dry cleaned anyways. “sounds like toby is a bit of a fashion icon.” he says in reply to the woman at the row of washers across from him.
a smile crosses atticus' lips when she hears the other person reply. she folds the last t-shirt in her hand and places it down on the pile, “for sure! he’s SERIOUSLY the most stylish kid in his class” the blonde jokes. “my ma’ likes to spoil him because she doesn’t see him that often. she’s the one buying him all the cool gear” atticus’ family still lived back in ireland, so she didn’t get to see them as much as she liked.
astrid was excited, she'd just got two tickets for new york fashion week and all she could do was smile. it had always been her dream to go and thanks to work, it was happening. now all she had to do was choose someone to go with her, and she had the perfect person in mind. astrid approaches the other, still smiling and clinging onto the tickets in her hand. she was scared about loosing them, “you’ll never guess what i’ve got?!” astrid paused for dramatic effect, “two tickets to new york fashion week! you’re TOTALLY coming with me right?”
throwing another two boxes of cereal into her cart, gillian proudly crosses out yet another item on her checklist. her cart is already filled to the brim, cereal boxes barely hanging on at the very top as she continues through the aisle. it’s her biweekly trip to the store for the bed and breakfast, and not to brag, but she’s basically got the whole execution of the plan down by now. running a business for this long does that to a person. really the only difficulty she has is her lack of height, and the issue that creates when it comes to reaching some of the higher shelves. it’s more than pathetic trying to see her reach anything on her tiptoes, and inevitably, it always ends with her asking someone for help. looking up at the flour on the top shelf, she realizes that this time is going to be no different. “listen, i hate to be this person, but do you mind helping a vertically challenged stranger for two seconds? i’m going to die if i don’t have flour when i leave this store. seriously.”
oliver had just finished his radio show and he had a hankering for something sweet, so he found himself in the local store. he was busy minding his own business with his beanie pulled over his greasy hair and one earphone in, when he heard a voice. “shit yeah! that’s cool. i’d rather not have you die in front of me” he has to stand on his tip toes to reach but he gets the flour. as he’s bringing it down he notices her cart and can’t help but smile a little, “duuude. that’s a lot of cereal. are ya’like holding a massive sleepover or something? can i join in?” he jokes.
I’M BACK AGAIN....with my third and final character (for now ehehe). just like atticus, astrid is a muse that i’ve been playing for like FOREVER. she’s my rich bitch babe and i just love her so much tbh. at one point i had to rename her eden because the rp i was in had another astrid which i thought was sketch AF but ya know she’s back to being astrid. anyways undercut is all the info ya need on her. and u can find the intro posts on my other characters HERE and HERE.
astrid was born into a rich family!! her dad is norwegian and her mum is american. she has an older brother seb. her mum is basically a trophy wife who does nothing and her dad is a businessman.
her and her older brother are super duper close, as its always been just the two of them and a long line of nannies.
her dad is having ALL the affairs but her mum is so clueless and astrid finds it hilarious.
her brother has serious mental health issues (depression) but her parents just brush these issues under the carpet. saying.....”oh it’s nothing etc...”
her dad wants her older brother to take over the family business (thorsen pharmaceuticals) buuuuut her brother wants to just do music and be with his band. tHAT’S NOT COOL DAD????
she is originally from san francisco....and you’d think that was a super cool place to live right??? but no,,, because of her parents astrid needed to get out of there once she’d finished with education.
astrid wasn’t one for school,,, she only did well because of private tutors and didn’t want to go to college.
so her dad being her dad managed to get her an internship at a fashion company called new york and company.
astrid is loving it tbh.....she’s got her own place and is living the high-life. she loves being around by other fashion-y people.
she’s also super happy to be out from under her parent's feet. her brother is still living at home and at some point, she hopes to get him out of there.
in regards to other relationships, she has a good solid group of friends, as she’s super confident and chatty etc.
astrid also sleeps around A LOT. she’s not into serious romantic relationships (well for now anyways). she likes to sleep with older men because ya know DADDY ISSUES.
that’s where i’m gonna end it with astrid,,, i hope u like her and if ya wanna plot then pls like this post and i’ll message u or just hit me up my dudes. cool? cool.
it’s corrie, back at again with another new character. yikes. this is my babe ollie, he’s such a cutie. i was playing him in another rp but this lass caused me to ghost because she wanted to ship with him a little too much. anyways undercut is all the info ya need on him. and u can find the intro posts of my other two characters HERE and HERE.
OKAY SO THIS IS OLIVER MONROE….he’s only ever called oliver if he’s in trouble with his mum. most people just call him ollie tbh.
pretty bog standard middle-class upbringing, ya know the usual. he’s got an older sister and a younger brother. he’s a typical middle child.
he was pretty shy growing up,,, but doing radio has helped him become more confident.
he went to college to study media and then after that, he did a bunch of internships at a radio stations but never fitted in anywhere lol.
then he arrived in jersey city (he literally closed his eyes and put his finger on a map of the usa. landed on jersey city).
he then got a job at a local radio station (i need to work out the name etc..). he worked as an assistant at this station for a while.
he fell in love with jersey and decided this was the place for him so he worked his ass off at the radio station and he soon went from tea boy to being a co-host on a show to then having his own show.
he now currently does the drive-time morning show on said radio station buuuuut he loves staying up late. so you’ll just see him with bags under his eyes ALL THE TIME.
he’s now crazy confident but secretly he still is super shy. esp when it comes to people that he likes. he is very, very, very, very, very, very single
when he’s not on air he’s just a huge doofus who enjoys watching films, reading comics and all of that jazz
annnd again, that’s all i have on my boy for now tbh. i’m still working him out because he’s still a pretty new muse?? enjoy him?? if ya wanna plot with him then ya know the drill....like this post and i’ll message u....etc!! xx
“ that does sound like a dream, ” imogen sighs, the bare hint of a smile beginning to creep onto her delicate features. “ i think if i walked into the shop in my pajamas, i’d probably get some strange looks, though. ” her nose wrinkles as she scrunches it up slightly, shrugging as if to say what can you do? “ adults should get a pass every once in a while. pajama day when you’re too sleepy to do anything else. ”
"i know right? i think i might be jealous of a little kid" atticus replies. the blonde nods her head in reply, “oh yeah! i’m sure people would have something to say about it, as with everything”. atticus sometimes wished she could be a little kid again, life was so much easier back then. all she had to worry about was her homework being due in, “totally! if that was the case, i’d be taking so many pajama days” she laughs.
“there’s this one kid in toby’s class who always comes in, in his pjs” atticus tells the other. “he’s totally living life right --- if only we could do that too” the blonde laughs, she liked the kids in toby’s class. they all had their own qualities which made them very sweet. but secretly she thought that toby was the best, he was her little mini-me.
atticus takes a sip of the coffee in her hand and smiled at the other. today she had a day off (which was rare!), so after dropping her young son off at school she was doing all the relaxing she could. “uh --- i needed this coffee today” atticus says with a slight chuckle.
atticus was busy folding clothes at the local laundrette, her washing machine had broken down and the man wasn’t coming out to fix it till later on in the week. “this sucks” atticus mumbles to herself. she turns to the person standing next to her, “half of this stuff is toby’s. he’s got a bigger wardrobe than me and he’s only a toddler” she laughs.
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