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prissy goldwyn. 23. the golden spoon diner / freelance artist

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tophervon‌:

Usualy Topher sort of felt a little embarrassed for existing, but it was worse when he inconvenienced other people, and he recognized Prissy as one of the diner waitresses that always seemed to be there, and he vaguely wondered how long she had worked that day.

“Yeah; my ankle is a little sore from the weird angle but honestly I’m just tired and wasn’t being as observant as I usually am; I’m just grateful that I didn’t knock you over.”

Prissy placed her hands into the pockets of her jacket, and gave a small grimace in sympathy at the mention of his ankle, before nodding, understanding the whole ‘tired’ aspect. She was practically dead on her feet right now, and she knew if she didn’t get home soon, she’d probably just collapse from exhaustion. She had always hated working such long shifts - they certainly did not agree with her body, that was for sure.

“Oh, well, you should definitely try and ice it when you get home, it might swell if you don’t and then it would hurt even worse,” she advised kindly, giving him another smile as he mentioned nearly knocking her over. “It’s okay, don’t worry about it. I think even I breeze could knock me over right now, if it’s strong enough. I just spent ten hours on my feet - and my body’s protesting.”

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tophervon‌:

If Topher wasn’t at his house, he was probably at Juniper Hills - his office was more like his home than his actual house at this point, and to say the man was tired was an understatement.  Starting the trek back home that evening, body really feeling the day’s exhaustion and heaviness, causing him to be more careless than he would normally be, stepping on the curb wrong, and while he tried to keep his balance and not almost break a hip falling, it caused him to collide with someone else, and he felt the blush of embarrassment burn up the back of his neck.

“Shit - I am so sorry, are you okay?”

It had been a long evening at the diner for Prissy. What normally just an eight hour shift had turned into a ten hour, when one of the waitresses had decided to leave early, claiming she hadn’t felt well. And to be fair, she actually hadn’t looked all that well, but without her, Prissy had to take up the slack. Now, after ten long hours, she was tired and her feet were killing her, and all she wanted was to get home, take a nice long bath and zonk out for the rest of the evening. Leaving the diner, the blonde made her way towards her car, but right before she reached it, she felt someone collide right into her, almost sending her down to the ground, if it weren’t for her stellar balance.

“Oh, yes...I’m perfectly fine,” she reassured him, a friendly smile on her face despite her exhaustion. “Are you okay?”

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lcvihannigan‌:

levi was running late and he knew his family didn’t mind watching his daughter but that didn’t mean he liked leaving his four year old with them all day. he was packing up his things at the gym when he heard the door open and he didn’t even turn back to look at whoever joined him, “actually, i just took my last client for the day but if you want to come back by tomorrow then i wouldn’t mind setting an appointment up for you then. the first session is free and then after that, it depends on how many sessions you want.” he spoke, absentmindedly as he threw his bag over his shoulder and turned to look at who it was.

Prissy was a frequent visitor at the local gym, coming at least two, sometimes three times a week. It allowed her to leave the house, which she rarely did when she wasn’t working down at the diner. She much preferred being holed up in her art studio all day, working on one piece or another, so it was nice to get out when she could and the gym gave her that. So of course she knew Levi Hannigan, he was a rather popular trainer and she’d been one of his clients for a while now, but of course, in her mind she also thought of them as friends of sorts - whether that was true both ways was left up in the air, but Prissy was the type of person who assumed everyone was a friend if they showed just an ounce of kindness towards her. She was too naive to understand that there was such a find as fake kindness.

This evening, she had already finished up the majority of her workout - a hot yoga class being her favorite way to wind down in the evenings - and had spotted Levi heading to his office out of the corner of her eye. Having not seen or said hi to him at all that day, she got up and followed after him, “Oh, no it’s okay. I’m sure I’ll catch you for a training sesh some other time...I was just coming by to say hello,” the blonde replied, after she’d come in to see him packing his things, “and goodbye, apparently,” she finished, a bright, friendly smile on her face.

[killiandaniels]

f2f // Killian & Prissy

[prissygoldwyn]

killiandaniels‌:

“What’s that saying - one door closes and another one opens?”  Killian mused, green eyes roving across the lawn as they slowly approached the house, appreciating how nice it all looked.  “Is this something that’s included in the rent or is it something we take turns doing?  The lawncare and all that, I mean,”  He frowned very slightly, nodding a little.  “You sure you three won’t mind having a boy living in the house?  I would understand if that made you uncomfortable.”  A soft smile played across his lips as she mentioned being wtih people.  “I sort of grew up in like…. a commune, I guess?  I was there until I was twenty one, so not being surrounded by a ton of people at any given time is very strange.”

“Well hey, there you go. Perhaps you were meant to see the ad after all? Destiny and all that...if you believe in it,” she said with a short laugh, as she glanced his way, watching him closely whilst trying not to be too invasive, as he took in the property. Prissy really hoped that the place didn’t intimidate him too much - she knew it was an awfully big house, to start, and the land itself rather expansive, "Actually, my dad foots the bill for the vast majority of the outside maintenance. We have a gardener come every Friday, up until the winter rolls around, and then it’s up to us to clear out paths and stuff in the snow,” she explained, before grinning and shaking her head, “Not at all. We’ve discussed the possibility more than once and none of us have any qualms with a male joining the house, so long as they’re respectful of privacy and all that, same as us girls would be in return.” She raises a curious brow as he mentioned his unusual upbringing, finding it quite unusual but she supposed to understood why he wasn’t bothered by the number of residents within the house. “Oh, I see...well, at least you’ll be used to sharing space with others. That’s a good thing, no?”

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moveslike-jagger‌:

As Jagger noticed the stranger, another level of fear struck him. He was now less worried that she wouldn’t be friendly to the dog, but rather that the clumsy gentle giant would knock the bags out of her hands. When neither happened, though, he felt incredible relief, gathering himself. “Motley’s a character, that’s for sure. She really really loves people.” he chuckled, letting the dog nudge Prissy’s leg lightly. “Shame you can’t have one yet, though. I have a handful and I have to say I can’t imagine living without one, much less a few.”

Prissy continued to smile at the ginger-haired man, as she reached down to give the overly friendly canine a few scratches on his head, not at all minding the young and excited energy of the dog. “Motley, huh? Oh, that’s a cute name for such a cutie like her,” she gushed, and chuckled as said cutie gave a very wet lick to her hand. “Yes, I can see that - but I don’t think there’s anything wrong with a dog who likes people, especially strangers. But you know, at least she’s friendly and not like, vicious, right?” She gave a nod of her head, readjusting her grip on her shopping bags as Motley nuzzled her legs, “I know, it really does suck not being about to have a dog - it’s the first time in my life not having a canine companion at my side, so it’s weird not having one around. I’d totally get one if it weren’t for my other housemates - I doubt they’d all appreciate having a dog in the house.”

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moveslike-jagger‌:

Seeing Jagger skateboarding with one of his dogs was not an incredibly uncommon sight for the town of Derry. However, he typically did it with his more tame dog, Gunnie. Today, however, he’d decided to take his younger one, Motley, out for a cruise to see how she did. She’d been doing fairly well and he’d been avoiding populated areas, but that didn’t last too long. As soon as she saw a person approaching from the other side of the sidewalk, she bolted, pulling him at lightning speed towards the stranger. Jag managed to steer his skateboard to the side, skidding to a stop and stumbling off it slightly as he tried to keep a tight grip on the leash. “I’m so sorry! She just really likes people. We’re working on it.” he spoke breathlessly, pulling Motley in as he bent to pick up the board. 

Prissy hummed quietly to herself as she exited the craft store, a large bag of paints, small canvases and other art supplies dangling from her arm. She wore a bright smile, excited as always to get home and skin her teeth into a brand new art project. She would be filming for her Youtube channel this time around, so she had Leona on standby at home, ready to help set up the camera and microphones and the studio lights up in her art studio. The blonde was practically vibrating in her excitement and was already imagining the portrait she was going to be painting, so she was quite distracted, when a young and energetic dog came bounding up to her, practically dragging it’s owner behind them. She was at first startled, before giving the redheaded man a laugh and shaking her head, “No, no, she’s alright. I love dogs! They’re seriously the best, and I’d have one myself if I didn’t have to share my space with other people.”

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joshxnolan‌:

Despite working in restaurant, sometimes even Josh wanted someone else to be stuck doing the cleaning and cooking. Who knew that even as co-owner/manager of a restaurant he could and a lot of the time did end up picking up the slack in and around the kitchen. Opening the door to the Golden Spoon Diner, Josh nodded at the people he recognized which in a town Derry’s size was pretty close to everyone. Sliding into a booth he lazily let his eyes scan the menu even though he had been there so many times he probably knew the menu forwards and backwards. A lot didn’t change in Derry that was for sure. Looking up he smiled at the familiar face of the waitress at the table. “Well hi there stranger” he said smiling still. “Been a minute” he said as he closed the menu. “So, how are things, outside of here I mean” Josh added nodding around the establishment. 

@prissygoldwyn​

For it being the weekend, the diner was actually not nearly as busy as it usually was, to her surprise. Usually, Fridays and the weekends were the busiest days of the week, leaving Prissy and every other staff member rushed and feeling haggard by end of their shifts. In truth, she actually quite preferred the busy days over the not-so, as it kept her moving and on her toes and there was always something to do. Time passed quickly when you were kept busy. On the quieter days, like today, the pace was way too slow, which just made the time come to a crawl. by at a snail’s pace. By mid-afternoon, Prissy was ready to call it a day, wanting to be back at home already and burying herself in her art instead. Hearing one of her fellow waitresses mention that a customer had just walked in, she jumped at the chance to serve someone rather than just stand there doing nothing, so when she approached them and saw that it was Josh, her crystal blue eyes lit up. “Josh, hi,” she said in greeting, clearly genuinely happy to see him, “Yeah, it sure has, too long in fact...Oh, things are pretty good, actually. I’ve been getting influx of art commissions lately and that’s always exciting - it means extra money, but also that people actually like my work, so I’ve nothing to complain about, really. What about you? How’ve you been?”

[prissygoldwyn]

The Haunting: Have you ever been convinced that your house is haunted or that a ghost or other villain was after you?

“No, I don’t think so, on either accounts. Possibly when I was really young, as must children do at one point or another, but if that’s the case with me then I honestly don’t remember it. I never watched horror films growing up - my parents were pretty strict about the TV so I rarely watched anything, let alone anything horror - so I didn’t really have any concept of what a traditional scary ‘villain’ was back then. And I have to say, I’m still not all that versed,” Prissy answered, sheepishly, shaking her head at her own lack of pop culture. 

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Saw: If you were given only one week to live, how would you spend it?

“One week is not a very long time to wrap up your whole life, you know? I guess if I had just one week, I’d spend it with my loved ones. Cliche answer, but it’s true. My family is everything to me, so I couldn’t see myself choosing a better way to spend my last days. I include my close friends in that, too. Leona’s like my sister, we’ve been friends since we were practically in diapers, so I would definitely hang with her, and maybe Summer and Daphne as well.”

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daphnedeselincourt‌:

       DAPHNE JUST WENT TO PICK UP HER PHONE, to see if there are any new messages, the ones she got none of them are important. ❛ Ah, I did the machine work out and stretching. I’m about to finish my day with hot yoga. ❜ The shorter blonde waited for Prissy to get ready. At the least, the weekends were coming so she could get wasted in any bar. She just wanted a little fun. And the days of the week sometime seem to go so slowly.

It didn’t take Prissy more than a few minutes to change into her athletic gear - a shorts bra and a matching pair of good, stretchy yoga leggings, as well as her trainers. “I’m way behind you, then, dang it,” she said as she finally stepped back out of the stall, fixing her hair into a ponytail to keep it out of her face. Quickly throwing her bag into her assigned locker, she grinned. She loved hot yoga, it was without a doubt her favorite type of exercise, so she was excited to get to it, but she felt bad for possibly holding Daphne back, since she had been there for a while already. “You don’t have to wait for me to finish stretching if you want to head on over and get started. It usually takes me a good ten minutes to fully stretch.”

[killiandaniels]

f2f // Killian & Prissy

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killiandaniels‌:

“Well, luckily for you, my landlord doesn’t like me very much,” Killian laughed a little, chewing on his cheek as he gazed up at the large house.  “Just two of you?  Damn, yeah, I get why you’d want more roommates,”  Honestly, that was a big selling point of this house.  The boy hadn’t gotten used to living alone, and tried as hard as he could to find other people to live with.  “I also just prefer to have house or roommates; I think a space is lonely when you’re just by yourself.”

“Well hey, that’s his loss, and hopefully our gain,” Prissy said with a teasing laugh, leading him up the drive slowly, allowing him the time to take in the house and front drive. She and the others have all managed to keep the grounds, all 1.5 acres of it, as manicured as possible - in the same state and standard in which her late grandmother had kept it. Trimmed hedges, cut grass, the garden looking neat with the first blooms of the spring starting to show their petals. It was anything over-the-top, but it was still presentable and nice, and Prissy was more than a little proud of the place. With all the work that she and Leona had put in the place this past year, she had a right to feel proud. “No, actually, there’s three of us here. Myself, my best friend Leona, and Summer - she’s been here for a few months. Leona’s been here for a year, helping me take care of the place,” she explained, over the sound of the gravel crunching under their feet, and nodded in agreement, preferring living with others over just herself. “Yeah, I hear you on that. I’m not very used to being alone, either, so it’s nice having others in the same house. I couldn’t even imagine living in this house all by myself - talk about an overkill of space. That and I’d be so lonely...I like being with people.”

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daphnedeselincourt‌:   

      Daphne likes to do exercises, but her schedule is crazy because of her work demands. Whenever in the breaks she has a certain time to herself, she filled up the gaps with visiting the gym. In this case, she was free at that hour when she saw Prissy. She already changed her own clothes for working out. —- Get to rid of the formal clothing. She feels free wearing working out outfit. ❛ Hi Prissy! I arrived a bit early.  ❜  She already heated up on the machines and did the stretching.  ❛ Are you going to stretch now? ❜

Plopping her tall figure down on the bench beside her bag, Prissy turned towards Daphne as she began taking her workout clothes and shoes out of the bag, eager as she was to get started. It’s been a few days since she last came to the gym, so she hoping to get a good, healthy sweat going that evening.Hearing that the other blonde’s been here for a little bit longer, she grinned. “Oh, well what have you done so far? I need to know how much catch up I have to do,” she joked, before standing once more and gathering her things and making her way to the closest stall so that she could change. She normally wore her outfit here, but she had a few things to do afterwards, and didn’t relish walking around in smelly gear for an hour or two after. “As soon as I’m done changing, I’ll get to stretching, yeah. What are you planning on doing next?” Prissy asked, voice echoing passed the stall as she quickly changed clothes.

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Prissy typically preferred heading to the gym in the mornings, as she usually liked how refreshed it made her feel throughout the whole day; however, Wednesdays were the exception, since she had to open the diner particularly early those days and couldn’t really fit in a morning workout. So here she was, early in the evening on Wednesday, walking into the Shakin’ Weights Gym with her gym bag over her shoulder, feeling pumped up and ready to start her mid-week workout. Upon entering the building, Prissy was quick to make her way to the women’s locker room to do a quick change into her appropriate gear and to store her bag in her assigned locker. At the sight of Daphne, whom she hadn’t expected to see since it was already going on 7:00 PM, Prissy’s eyes lit up happily. “Hey, Daph!” she greeted her friend with an energetic wave, casually tossing her bag onto a nearby bench. “I didn’t think you’d be hanging around here so late in the day...Are you just getting here, or are you getting ready to leave?” @daphnedeselincourt​