𝐩𝐫𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐟𝐥𝐞𝐮𝐫𝐲. 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐲𝟒. 𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫. 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧𝐭𝐨𝐰𝐧.
sunflowers, messy buns, oversized flannels, late nights, early morning and late evening runs, scuffed sneakers, flour coated aprons, black coffees, dollar bills from the tip jar, pack of unsmoked cigarettes, law books, messy handwriting, takeout containers.
𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐋
name: prudence fleury.
nicnames: pru, little flower.
age: thirty4.
dob: august 28.
hometown: san ramon, california.
time in windsor bay: six months.
neighborhood: downtown.
occupation: bartender at last call.
𝐏𝐇𝐘𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐋
height: 5 feet, 8 inches.
build: slim / athletic.
hair color: blonde.
eye color: hazel.
notable injuries/scars: scar on the inside of her left middle finger. she got it on a date night at home. long story short, she tried chopping onions and while in the middle of a battle with tears, she missed the onion and got herself. it's about an inch and a half long. she also has a scar at the bow of her lip. she got it when she was four years old.
𝐃𝐄𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐋𝐒 ( tw: federal agency mention )
love is all she's ever known. she was the third born of four children and the only daughter of a wealthy man in oil trading. she grew up comfortable with the life her parents gave to her. she had everything she wanted and then some. her older brothers were always protective of her, and for the most part, they always stepped up if and when she needed them to and sometimes when she didn't.
she was a normal teenager, a little more rebellious than most, but it came with the overprotective big brothers and a father who always seemed to know her next move before she made it. all she wanted was to have a little fun without another fleury following close behind.
by her early twenties, prudence straightened out. mostly. her brothers went into the family business in oil trading, while she opted for a different route entirely. she earned a degree in psychology with a minor in political science. a part of her wanted to try her hand at law school and unlike most of her classmates, she had the means to do it and the safety net to fall into if she decided it wasn't for her.
instead, her father made a childhood dream come true. he purchased a storefront and helped her kickstart a flower shop. it started off small, but within two years, she was turning a real profit and proud of herself for doing so. it was proof that she hadn't made a mistake by not continuing her education. she never once questioned how her father afforded such a gift, seeing as he'd always made good money in oil trading.
she was on cloud nine when a stranger came into her shop and changed everything that she thought she knew. they were kind, funny, and radiated the kind of warmth that she wanted to be near. their relationship blossomed quickly and just like she was a teenager again, her brothers swooped in without permission and crumbled the walls of happiness all around her.
as it turned out, the person she'd thought to be the very thing she'd been missing was a plant for a federal agency. when she called them on their lies, they didn't bother with another coverup. rather than play their game, she shut down on everyone. she left the keys to the shop in the mailbox of her childhood home and didn't look back. it wasn't her place to be an inside job to a federal agency, and she refused to be the one who sent warning shots towards her father, a man she'd once swore hung the moon and all the stars in the sky.
she drove until she stopped in windsor bay. that was six months ago and truth be told, she's still not completely settled. she occasionally googles her father's name to see if there's any news, but that's not the hardest part of it all. she blamed the break up on her need to leave, an excuse her younger brother had accepted, even if he didn't agree with the dramatic exit. from what she can tell, he doesn't have a clue about what her father's up to and she'd rather keep it that way.
𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐂𝐊 𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐒
she's an awful cook. she can burn water. she has the spirit and will give it her best shot, but nine times out of ten, she's better off ordering takeout. however, she can bake and actually enjoys it.
lives with a roommate in a smaller two bedroom apartment located downtown. it could use some work, but it was cheap and with a roommate, even cheaper.
there are always fresh flowers on the kitchen counter. her favorite flower is a sunflower.
𝐄𝐗𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐒
likes: baseball, caramel lattes, flowers, movies, white wines.
dislikes: cats, dishonesty, unkept flower beds, empty vases.
𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒
frequent customer: someone that comes to the bar often. they can have a good rapport, or maybe they got off on the wrong foot. — open.
from the before times: this is someone she knew before her life went to total shit. maybe they knew her from college, or maybe sometime after, but they'd be more than a little surprised to see her in windsor bay and not soaking up the wealth of her family name in san ramon. — open.
the operator — pru was this federal agent's mark. she found out the truth a few months into the mission, a mistake on their part. she denied knowing of her father's criminal involvement, but deep down, she'd always known that the family of six were living well beyond the means of an oil trader. rather than help the agent get even closer to her father, pru turned her back on all of them and ran for the hills. she didn't want to be involved in their mess. — open.
