s.t.

…I thought I was broken and I thought I was used up and I thought I had nothing left to give. I’d given everything and I didn’t really know what was left. But there’s a part of us that is unbreakable. You always find it again.

[selinturan]

meet selin turan.

name: selin turan

age: 31 years old 

occupation: nurse

residence: downtown

about & wanted connections below. 

ABOUT

trigger warnings: death, addiction, 

 defne didn’t have an easy or glamorous life. the last few years had been spent struggling with addiction while dancing for men and a baby was not in the plans. She wanted better for her child, better than she’d ever had. the process for adoption was done early but when she saw her baby girl, she couldn’t do it. she worked hard to raise her daughter right but fell back into addictions when she returned to the strip club.

selin was in someone else’s care since she was a few months old. it was often her friends, coworkers, but the constant was the elder neighbour who lived below them. the elder woman had become a sort of second mom to defne and then selin.

when she was five years old, her mom passed away and she was taken into foster care. without any extended family members around, the family who had gone through the initial process of adopting her were contacted. despite being in constant contact and multiple visits, the procedure was still one that took many years. throughout those years, selin was placed in foster care until the age of nine when she arrived to heartsdale with her new family.

it took her a while to get used to her new life. it was far from the one she’d had with her birth mother but school made the adjustment easier for the young girl who always thrived in the educational system. 

her high school years was when she struggled the most with her own partying tendencies and trying to fit into her new life while trying to find herself. the alcohol and boys were a bad combination and something she couldn’t quite stay away from. 

she fell in love with a bad man who ended up going away for a long time. when he left, she fell depressed and was hospitalized

the kindness of the nurses were the only highlight of the experience and rather than let herself feel the loss, she buried those feelings and threw herself into nursing school after getting accepted.

before her graduation, her adoptive parents were in a fatal accident and all the emotions she hadn’t faced were no longer able to be pushed down and selin was forced to face them once and for all. it took many years and a lot of therapy for her to feel like she’s finally landed on stable ground.

the money she’d inherited hasn’t been touched and she has no plan on using any of it. after so many years, she’s just now getting around to dealing with the estate of her deceased parents. 

WANTED CONNECTION

adopted cousins / extended family

boyfriend who ended up going to prison ( might become a wc )

childhood friends ( she moved here at the age of nine ) 

best friends 

fellow coworkers

past patient

father of the child she lost

exes

hookups, etc

etc

[lukemiller]

STARTER FOR: @selinturan LOCATION: Emergency Room

Soccer never used to be this brutal, at least from what Luke remembered; his son, almost six years old, knocked out by a rogue ball from the crowd that had been thrown in as a joke. Unfortunately for Connor, he became the punch line. Cold turkey out, a pile on the floor, one blown whistle and Luke ran onto the pitch to check on his son. A few seconds later he came around and despite getting back to his feet, a swollen bump formed on the side of his head and they decided to get it checked out.

Like always, he was the perfect patient. No serious damage was the conclusion, but they wanted to keep an eye on him for a couple of hours to assess how severe, if any, his concussion was. As he was resting, Luke made a quick call to his wife and then back inside, where he tried to work the coffee machine. "Shit—" He sighed, losing the coins he put in there as it didn't register them. "Come on..." Luke mumbled, catching the eye of the nurse who tended to his son earlier. "Excuse me?" He called out, giving her a weary smile. "Don't suppose you know if there's one of these nearby that work?" Luke asked, "Don't wanna' have to run down the street, that's all."

[selinturan]

She had seen him before he’d seen her and she had managed to snap a quick picture and send it to Aly with a detailed explanation of who he was, how she’d been at the time, and how she felt now seeing him. In summary, she had once imagined how her life would be if she ever got lucky enough to get the interest of the hottest boy in school and to be his girlfriend, to feeling like she was going to faint the first time he spoke to her. Then he looked as good as he did and she already felt her heart pound hard in her chest. 

When she put her phone away and walked by him, hoping she would come up with some type of excuse to talk to him, she was met with nothing to say. Luckily, she didn’t have to because he did all the work. She knew that it wasn’t because he wanted to speak to her but she still felt as excited. “There’s one on the floor above.” She frowned, peering at his money. “This one is so finicky and a waste of time. I’m heading up there so I can show you. It’s hard to find.”

[selinturan]

alarakczen​:

—

     Alara laughed, “You’re telling me. I think we need to nap more than she does, six o’clock every morning she’s ready to go.” Fortunately Aly had never slept well, at least not to memory; waking early was her thing, but with the nights getting later introducing a little coffee had been a life saver. “Everything, oh my gosh—” Uncrossing her legs, Aly scooted her chair closer to the table and dived into the things she had caught Willa getting into. “The laundry basket, even full of laundry she loves. Anything in floor-level cupboards is her play park, the trash can, her and Pike had a party of toilet roll. I think Trippy helped, too.” She paused to take a sip of coffee, “We’re not keeping little things in bottom cupboards in the new place.”

Nodding, Aly sighed and thought about where Willa had come from. A single mother working to the bone to keep food in their fridge, she was beyond her years when it came to a lot of her routine. “She slept through the first night we got her and hasn’t stopped,” Her teeth sunk into her lower lip, they were lucky, in so many ways. “I feel like that too, sometimes.” Alara had been thinking about it more now that they had Willa, “Has it been stressful down there lately?” She hadn’t been to the hospital in months, but Aly assumed that the holidays were busier than usual. “That’s nice, did you go on your own? I was asleep by, I think, eleven.”

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           “That sounds like it’s the best and most painful thing to me.” Selin was a nurse so every ounce of sleep that she could get was very important to her. Alara wasn’t in the same position and while her job wasn’t as demanding physically, it was emotionally and mentally so she could only imagine how exhausted she was with a child on top of that. Regardless of her fatigue, she could see that her friend was happy. She beamed. Alara had always been destined to be a mother and it was nice to see her fulfilling that even if it wasn’t the way she had hoped it would come. Some things in life worked in mysterious ways. “Sounds like she’s keeping you busy and on your toes. It didn’t give you much time to get accustomed to have another person around who counted on you so much but you seem to be doing well. Are you doing good, mentally and physically?”

The brunette nodded her head as it sounded that the little girl was a normal toddler who was an handful but also great with her sleep. For that, they were lucky. “That’s good that she’s sleeping and isn’t waking up.” Be it for any reason. “The hospital is busy most of the time but it comes in waves. Some days are dead and some other days they’re packed.” A lot of injuries resulting in horse back riding or other things. Most guys in town were stubborn and only came to the hospital when their wound turned green and infected. “Yeah but there were a few people I knew who might go there so I wasn’t totally alone. It felt a little less depressing than being home.”

[selinturan]

evrcnkozen​:

—

“You didn’t need to know or be part of the things I was doing, which is why you don’t know that aspect of me.” He’d gotten a little more serious about being bad. Most of what he did was done isolated from his family, and even more so from his little sister’s friends. His level of so-called badness was lesser than most people would call bad, but definitely more degenerate than the average bear. His mind drifted back to it. A flight into a European country, spend a week there, plan and execute a big piece of street art, then he was in Ibiza for a celebration for a week, fly back the States, set up an interactive art gallery. The whole time it was racking in donations and high level rich people wanted to buy some bootleg fucking art. The high level of chaos and degeneracy that came with breaking the rules — and ultimately his demise. 

He looked at her for a long moment. “So you’re going to procrastinate it?” He nodded, glancing to her, he smiled, ever the asshole, “Didn’t know you were such a pansy ass.” He shrugged. “I really am badder than you.” Picking up a piece of ice from his empty glass of water, he flicked it at her, it bouncing off her collarbone. The smile went away and he then shrugged. He tended to bounce like a ping pong ball between jokes and seriousness, because he could stand being either for too long. “Turns out, running from the shit you don’t want to confront is more dangerous than facing it. There’s no valor in avoidance. There’s no ignorance, or sympathy, in it either.” He paused, smiling, “So, I am going to have to collect your bad bitch badge until you work your shit out.” Then, a change of the subject. “My little shop apartment has a terrace. It overlooks the horses. It’s quite nice. No art on the wall, but I can’t stand art hanging on a wall so.”

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             “Apparently not.” The male had always been an illusion in some aspects but that realization came after she heard news of him being caught and put away. Beyond that, she hadn’t seen many of the things that he’d been accused of and it was why she’d been left stunned. It truly made her realize that people were capable of all kinds of things and some secrets could be well kept. But she figured the intent was to keep most people in the dark so she couldn’t be angry at him, especially with a set of secrets of her own. In the end, all that mattered was that he was out and in one piece. He could start fresh and she could only hope that he’d learnt enough from his stay that he would pick a more straight and narrow path to follow. Not one that toed the line with criminality. But she’d also seen and heard enough to know how difficult it was for people starting over and how sometimes those old ties were all that was left. 

“Yeah, just about that.” She wasn’t procrastinating in general. Her time was filled with working and doing other things but it was also a cover to ensure she didn’t have time to figure out the shit she had been dragging on for years. The banks had stopped calling for a while and it felt nice to just forget. But there were always people like Evren who would ruin that for her. “I wouldn’t say that I’m running from it. Just choosing not to deal with it.” So technically it was the same thing. “It’s kind of funny coming from someone who knew he was doing bad things and decided not to face the fact that he might need to stop until he was forced to deal with it in the form of cuffs and hard time.” Maybe he didn’t feel the same but she was trying to deflect. “If this is your way of trying to guilt me into doing it, it isn’t going to work. I’ll do it one of these days. I’m working up the nerve and since I started therapy, i’m also starting to slowly think about it more in a way that doesn’t make me want to throw up. I just need more time.” With a shrug, she peered around and then back at him. “Sounds like one hell of a home to have.”

[lisashouse]

@handemiyy 🖤 (December 9th, 2022)

[selinturan]

The brunette had been given time off after the holidays since she had been working throughout them. Without any family of her own, it was an easy decision to go in while her coworkers celebrated with their children and significant other. Plus, the extra money wouldn't hurt either. Though she was ready for a bit of time off for herself to relax and regain her strength after long stretches.

The idea of meeting her friend was one she was looking forward to as she entered the small cafe with a gift bag of her own. A few things for her, some items for the little girl, and a few toys for Pike. Small gifts that she'd picked up during the few months before the holidays and had recently packaged for whenever she would see her friend. Their visits were few and far in between with their busy schedule these days. Selin waved when she walked over, smiling wide. "Happy New year — I got you something too."

Placing the bag by Aly's side, she smiled at her own gift and moved it to the seat beside her. "I didn't think I would see the day but it makes sense. Just make sure that you don't get too far into that addiction because it's easy to go from one to four." And she could vouch for that. "Not really but it was good. Work is a life saver during the holidays. It keeps me busy." But she was sure happy it was done.

[alarakczen]

Sitting down, Alara smiled and took the gift bag from her. "This is so sweet, thank you." There were shades of their former years, except private settings had become public, which was a leap beyond where they were a year ago. Yelling in grocery stores wasn't how she pictured their friendship, but meeting in coffee shops and exchanging gifts felt more familiar. "I don't think this is a bad addiction to get into..." Aly chuckled and took a sip, "relieved that caffeine was finally "Have you ever lived with a three year old?" She asked, knowing full well that neither of them had ever lived with a child they were legally in charge of. "The moment she wakes up, she runs. Everywhere." Alara was a runner, but chasing after a toddler required a whole new level of stamina she hadn't trained for.

"It keeps me awake all day too, which is good. Means I don't fall asleep on the couch at seven anymore," Quality time was hard to come by when your entire life was consumed by children. Colt missed her, she missed him too. Since moving they had been working on getting that time together, "I know it does. You're good at your job too, which makes all the difference." With a smile, she breathed out and asked about the new year, "Anything exciting happen on New Years Eve?" Unlike the one before, Alara was asleep before midnight.

[selinturan]

Selin set the gift bag beside her and sat down, having decided that this was probably the best place their friendship would get for the time being. It was neutral ground and they could share without having to bring up subjects that were touchy to the both of them. It was refreshing. “It’s not the worst addiction to get into, but not the best, probably just necessary with a toddler in your life.” Especially one that had been dropped into their laps and they were trying to adjust and raise the new child. She would have been more shocked to find that Aly had gone through it without caffeine. Folding her arms, she couldn’t help but laugh at the image that came to mind at Aly trying to wrestle with a toddler. “I’ve heard it isn’t cheap to baby proof an house. They get into things you wouldn’t even think about.”

“Hopefully you get a good night sleep.” It was likely the little girl did sleep through the night apart from nightmares and missing her mother but it was a little blessing that Aly had missed the night shifts even if she knew her friend would have given anything to go through that with many of the times she had tried. “Thank you. I like my job even if I feel like walking out and never coming back too many times in a shift.” She laughed and turned her phone upside down when she saw a text message come through. “Nothing too crazy, I just went out to a bar to ring it in.”

[selinturan]

evrcnkozen​:

—

“You want me in an earring, I can do that right here and it won’t cause the whole ear to fall off,” Evren said. He got to hear Kip talk shit about piercings all day long. The truth of the matter was that good tattoo parlors and good artists and good piercers, paired with the right aftercare, means that things like infections and shitty tattoos don’t happen. The bad tattoos happened from inexperienced artists with subpar machinery. It was two distinct skills: tattooing and art, and most people didn’t see it. “I’ve always been cooler than you, since the beginning of time. The fact you are even thinking you were even half as a cool as me shows how lame, and frankly. delusional you are,” Evren said with a joke, and then pushed half his sandwich toward her. He was over the whole bread and chewing thing. “Well, I am forever cool because I have an arrest record and I work in a tattoo shop.” His Tinder would uphold that… well, at the least the tattoo part. He didn’t really advertise the arrest record. He just pretended to be really hipster and it worked out fine. 

He glanced up, the jokes had something of settled. Evren wasn’t his sister, he never really got the whole tact thing. “Have you still not emptied it out? Hasn’t it been… like a while?” Time was a funny thing. It had to have been years at this point, he was sure of it. “You keep it like it is, and the hoarder house will go up in flames or be overtaken by a family of cats, and honestly, the cats is worse.” At the mention of him cooking, he snorted. “I only cook for women I am trying to impress, and since there is a zero chance of either of getting naked, you’re bringing takeout, because if you’re smart, you will bribe me to help you with your hoarder house before it combusts or is condemned by the city.”

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            “I bet you could and many other people.” She had a few piercers of her own and only went to places where people were adequately trained and had to hold up standard hygienic guidelines. “You would actually look good with a nose ring.” Now that he was out and no one could use it against him in a fight, it probably could do it without having to worry and she was curious if he would. Her eyes rolled and she placed a hand on her heart as his words barely made contact because she knew that he was joking and this banter was what they’d had for many years. “Your words hurt me. How will I possibly go on with you thinking that I’m lame and not as cool as you. I’ll let you think that. I’ve got to build up your fragile ego, I know prison kept you humbled and is meant to tear you down.” Looking at his sandwich, she flipped it over to look at the condiments before taking a bite. “Not sure if you’re cool but it probably puts you higher on the eligible bachelors in this town. People love a bad boy that’s covered in ink though bad boy isn’t something I’d ever describe you as.”

Instantly she regretted having said anything about the home that belonged to her parents which she hadn’t set foot into apart to toss a few things after the funeral and then she’d all but thrown away the key. “It’s been a while.” A few years and she was doing everything possible to forget how long it had been and just what she needed to do with that house. “At this point I’d probably be happy if it did because it meant that I didn’t have to do it.” It was a combination of fear and laziness when it came to dragging her feet. Fear of her emotions but also being overwhelmed by the sheer project of it. “I agree that there’s zero chance of us getting naked but you didn’t have to be so quick about it. You’re really hitting a girl where it hurts. First my personality and then my body.” She laughed and rolled her eyes. “I wasn’t going to ask you for the house cause you’d make me do it. I’d ask someone who isn’t reliable.”

[alarakczen]

STARTER FOR: @selinturan LOCATION: The Heights Coffee Shop

     Coffee, it was new. She had dipped her toe in that pond in college, but after becoming reliant on it, Aly scaled back to her normal herbal and Turkish tea's. Since then, she had only been guilty of ingesting it by association thanks to her partner; he was a triple shot man, every morning without fail. It kickstarted his otherwise zombie self and since the new year, Alara had been finding herself taking a sip. Or three.

Unlike him she was a single shot woman and usually, even that was hard to finish, but it was becoming routine. She enjoyed the burst of energy first thing and with a few hours to spare, meeting Selin for one seemed like a good way to begin the week. "Happy new year," Alara smiled hoping that it would be a good one for their friendship. "I got you a little something for the holidays—" It was nothing big, just some spa goodies and chocolates. "You don't have to open it now, but Merry Christmas". It felt weird celebrating again, but doing so for Willa had been more than worth it.

"I'm drinking coffee now," She announced proudly like she should be her engagement. Except her ring was still being resized and Alara knew that it wouldn't be a celebration for Selin. "Toddlers take it out of you, so I'm onto weak ones to get me up in the morning." She chuckled, "I know the holidays are hard for you, but did you get up to anything except work?"

[selinturan]

The brunette had been given time off after the holidays since she had been working throughout them. Without any family of her own, it was an easy decision to go in while her coworkers celebrated with their children and significant other. Plus, the extra money wouldn't hurt either. Though she was ready for a bit of time off for herself to relax and regain her strength after long stretches.

The idea of meeting her friend was one she was looking forward to as she entered the small cafe with a gift bag of her own. A few things for her, some items for the little girl, and a few toys for Pike. Small gifts that she'd picked up during the few months before the holidays and had recently packaged for whenever she would see her friend. Their visits were few and far in between with their busy schedule these days. Selin waved when she walked over, smiling wide. "Happy New year — I got you something too."

Placing the bag by Aly's side, she smiled at her own gift and moved it to the seat beside her. "I didn't think I would see the day but it makes sense. Just make sure that you don't get too far into that addiction because it's easy to go from one to four." And she could vouch for that. "Not really but it was good. Work is a life saver during the holidays. It keeps me busy." But she was sure happy it was done.

[jeremylincoln]

*     ──     CLOSED: AT THE DOG BAR.

As he approached Selin near one of the billiard tables, his eyes were shifting from the game currently in place and the brunette waiting on him. When he reached her side, Jeremy leaned in to speak personally. “You didn’t call me here to hustle people out of some money, did you?” Not that he would really be opposed, it could be a fun way to spend a portion of the night and he certainly needed to blow off some steam. Jeremy was a star at pool, he played often enough that he’d built up a reputation, before and after he’d left and returned. While his family had never been wealthy, one of the luxury items they’d had in their household growing up was a pool table. Jeremy was a superstar at baseball, but the same disciplines he’d used in practicing his game and building his skills had been employed with the game of pool. “These guys would be too easy.”  //  @selinturan​

[selinturan]

Selin turned her head towards him when he leaned closer to her to ensure his voice was only meant for her. She’d called him over because she was bored and needed a bit of fun for the night, if not someone who could keep up with her, and she knew he was the perfect person. But she wasn’t opposed to playing someone under the table and taking their money from them. Especially since her tab already had a few drinks on it. “Depends on how competitive you’re feeling.” They could make a killer combo. His skill and her ability to distract. Maybe they’d end the night with enough money to pay for most of their tab. Moving closer to him, she let her eyes move around the room for some people who were just about drunk enough to take them up on their bet if they chose to put one on the table. “If we were going to play some type of innocent game like that involving money, who would you play against in here?”

[selinturan]

evrcnkozen​:

—

“Oh, yeah, let’s go to the mall. We can stop in Claire’s and get our ears pierced together,” Evren said with a snicker. He had a low opinion of mall piercers. He was the proud giver and receiver of many a homemade piercing and they all looked like shit and they all were better than a mall piercing gun. “You know, we used to be cool, then I went to prison, got immensely cooler than you, and somehow we’re both lame? We cannot accept this.” He pushed a napkin with two cookies in it over to her. He had Subway for lunch, the cookies he got for her. “Listen, if you’ve got a hoarder hovel in there, and you don’t let me in to see it, I am revoking the friends card. I wanna see your hoarder hovel and mock you mercilessly.” At the mention of his own little place, Evren nodded. “When you have a midday off midweek, you should pop over. It’s nice, it’s better than like 96-percent of the places I have lived before.”

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        “You’d look cute with a little earring that is asking to get infected.” She was as sarcastic as he was given that she was a nurse and had seen a little too many infected piercings due to crappy piercing guns. There were some instances where it happened with a needle but little bit less than those other instruments that tore rather than pierced. Needless to say they were both on the same page with not going forward with a Claire’s piercing. “I refuse to believe you were ever cooler than I was and I don’t think that I’m lame... Just busy.” But she was lame and she knew it. “How do you even not get lame at this point? Seems like you have to be partying or getting in trouble which are both things we can’t afford to be doing.” Her for her own mental health and him for his freedom. Happily taking the cookies, she sat down and placed them on her thighs before she tore one apart and took a bite. “You’re kidding but it’s a little bit of an issue at this point.” Her parent’s home had stayed the same, full of crap that she hadn’t dared gone through, and her own home was a little chaotic from not having done a deep clean in years or getting rid of things. “Did prison make you tidy and organized cause you can bring that energy at my place.” Nodding her head as she chewed her cookie. “I can come this week. Are you gonna cook for me? Teach me one of those weird prison recipes people do with commissary food.”     

[selinturan]

junewatson​:

—

“Quality of people have gone down,” June said with a nod. Dating used to be fun, she knew it. Now it wasn’t. The standards of dating went down and everyone was lazy. “There’s good men out there, but they’re a little bumped and bruised from bad women. Most of the guys I know, the good ones, they don’t want to date because the women are just as bad, if not worse, than the guys. People do not like getting hurt, getting run through, getting shit on, and it goes both ways,” June said with a shrug. “I’m sorry for the experience out there, though. I can definitely keep my feelers out,” June said with a smile. 

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           “Seems that way, doesn’t it.” Not for everyone but she had noticed that the newer generations were a lot different than the ones before them. More opinionated which could be a good and bad things at times. “You think so? I don’t think that woman can take all the blame.” Sure there were bad eggs on both side but it seemed that a lot of women turned back after having bad experiences but maybe the same had to be said about men. “It goes both ways I guess. We’re all just trying to figure out what we want while trying to keep ourselves guarded. Can’t blame people for that.” Smiling, she nodded her head. “I appreciate that.”

[alesolcno]

*     ──     CLOSED: TINA’S.

“You got this, right?” Logan rasped as he worked his way out of the booth and to his feet, looking down at Selin where she had been seated across from him during their meal. Fingers tapped the end of the table and then without another word he turned on his heel and headed for the exit. A moment later he returned, idiot grin on his face as he tossed a couple of twenties onto the table. “I’m just foolin’. C’mon lets get before I end up getting dessert and really hating myself.” Logan offered a hand to help the nurse get to her feet then gestured for her to go ahead of him. When they reached the door, he pushed it open from behind her and held it for Selin then headed over to his truck. “See, told ya it was better to hang on my day off. Now you get to ride up front.” A bad joke, considering that his deputy sheriff vehicle was an SUV and had a backseat made to transport criminals. // @selinturan​

[selinturan]

           “What?” She paused to look at him dumbfounded, even more when he walked away and seemed to vanish. Pulling out her wallet in time for him to return, the brunette nudged him and tossed her own cash onto the table. The waitress would just have a bit more for her tip. “You’re such a dick. I should have made you get a dessert with me.” Grabbing her jacket, she followed him outside and rolled her eyes. “We both know that if you ever had a reason to put me in the back seat, your conscience wouldn’t let you.” Selin could be an handful when she got drunk but never to the point where she needed to be escorted to the drunk tank. “The question that I have is what it’s going to take for you to let me do the siren and drive the car. We can go to an abandoned parking lot, no one will know.” At least she wasn’t asking him to shoot his gun at some bottles in the wood. “You probably owe me for that whole scene you did in there.”

[selinturan]

silasdixon​:

—

“I do, his name is Gator and he’s the ranch cook, and he won’t eat this shit,” Silas said with nod. The man came into the remote parts of the ranch with them and did the whole chuckwagon thing. All this food from the town was unnecessary, but it was a southern small enough town and it was how people tended to show their care and support. It would have been rude to turn it down. So, he spend a whole day transferring food from glass dishes to tin ones and putting them into freezers. “He cooks for the whole operation, not just me. So,” he said, and gestured to the food, “Eat up.” He cracked a smile at that.

“Yeah, Dad had the same maid for twenty years, so comes once a week and does the thing.” He wasn’t worried about that. He was more so a little taken aback at how quiet the big house got. His smaller foreman house that he raised Riggins in was louder with the laughter of his son. In this house, it was harder, like a chamber that muted sounds. “He wanted a horse for Christmas, so the deal was, he’d get one but he had to take care of it. He’s got that, and ranch chores too. He’d been helping alongside me for years now,” Silas said with a shrug. His son wouldn’t be the one to grow up and not know how to work, they weren’t raised that way. “So, you can keep being the favorite, but I should warn you, my cousin’s woman has some friends that comin’ in hot. It’s tough competition.” 

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            “Well, I guess I could take some and bring it to work for the other nurses.” Maybe she’d pay someone from the kitchen to cook it on the spot so it would be warm when lunch came around. It could be a nice gesture if he didn’t mind her doing that. The rest she would freeze and shove into her small freezer and hope that it would close. “I’m going to have enough for a month with what you’ve given me.” The brunette looked at the bag with her lasagna and something else she had accepted earlier upon arriving. Maybe a few others for the hospital but she’d only take what she could carry. “I can’t afford to be fattened up as much as you can so we’re all going to have to do our part in making sure the food doesn’t go to waste and that also means you. Apparently you’re gonna have to hold on eating Gators food until your share is gone.”

A maid a week seemed like the last thing she’d expected. Rather a few maids a day to cover the whole home but maybe it was less work than she expected or people were good at picking up after themselves. “A horse, he must be happy to have one.” She’d wanted one once upon a time but she didn’t live on a farm and then her family passed before it even became a real thought. Bringing the glass to her lips, it hovered there when the news fell that she had competition. “Sounds like I need to be in the barn putting some work into Riggins. Hopefully I’ve got you to talk me up since I’m helping you out with the food.”

[selinturan]

evrcnkozen​:

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“Maybe like a fucking…” Evren gestured, “normal place? I don’t know. Where do the people who don’t drink and stay out of trouble go?” He paused and looked at Selin from under his brow with a grin. “I’m not allowed in the mosque. I’ve broken all of Allah’s laws and like a handful of man’s laws.” It was another reason why the relationship with his mother was very strained at the moment. He was grateful that Selin still tolerated him. “You clean the place? Or is me coming over now an excuse to clean it?” He joked. Selin was neat by anyone’s standards but he liked to poke fun at her. 

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           “Like a coffee shop or the mall?” She asked with a furrowed brow because she isn’t sure what’s so wrong with their work place but maybe it was getting old at this point. Nodding her head, she pinched the bridge of her nose as she tried to come up with other ideas. “It isn’t cleaned right now if you must know but it would give me the determination to do a power clean. Just let me know whenever you’re coming over so I do have time to tidy up. If you don’t, you’re going to be waiting on the front porch until its livable.” She smiled at him. “Maybe I can come see your new place. Aly mentioned that they made a little spot for you.”

[selinturan]

silasdixon​:

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“I’m one person, we’re going down together,” Silas said, ignoring that it was really him and Riggins, but his son ate like a fucking gerbil at the moment, he suspected that would change in a few years but right now, that wasn’t the case. “Town gonna fatten me up, town gonna fatten you up too.” Half the town tried to feed him, the food was going to go bad at this point and he’d eaten enough freezer casserole for a lifetime. Walking back to the bar cart that was in the living room, he looked back to her, “Pick your poison.” They had everything, crouching down, he rummaged and found a bottle of red wine that was sealed and probably older than he was. He shook his head. Must’ve been his brother’s choice. 

The ranch houses, most of the operation was set back from the road. Just the impressive gates and immaculate pastures and fencing were what the common passerby saw. Up the drive for a few minutes, then exposed the rest of the compound, a fork one way for the barns and horses and the other way for the houses. “It’s a lot,” Silas said with a sigh. “It took Noa and me a week to clean everything out of this house that didn’t need to be here anymore and the same with Tyler’s house.” Silas sold a lot of it, and trashed what he couldn’t sell. The furniture remained, because it antique and there was no need to ditch that. As it stood, the furniture that was around them was the same that he grew up with. 

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             “You must have staff and people who work on the ranch that you can feed with this food.” Selin was all by herself in an apartment that was smaller than his living room and her freezer would barely fit two whole lasagna’s in there. So it made sense that he keep the bulk of it for himself and Riggins, as well as whomever else needed it. “Not sure why I’m being fattened up and you could use it. You work a hard job, i’m not able to shred it off as easily.” Though her job was physically demanding, it wasn’t in the way that his job was. Peering at the bottles, she went with the red wine he’d pulled out. 

Looking out the window, and then around the room, she could only nod her head because it seemed overwhelming to her. She didn’t know where to start with a place like this and she wondered if he felt that same pressure despite having grown up knowing how to take the reins. “You should hire someone to keep it clean. Not sure if that’s feasible but just to dust it every other week maybe.” She looked around as she took a sip of the wine and back at him. “This is good, but also, maybe it’s a chore for Riggins. Not sure how enthused he’d be, though. Don’t tell him I came up with it. His crush on me is too cute and I don’t want to break his heart.”

[selinturan]

junewatson​:

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“Might be a little uncouth, but not scumbag, these fellas,” June said with a nod. She liked her friends, and while the most of the men tended to cycle through women like underwear, she had yet to see one go steady so it was fine. There were hard limits to them boys. Kept girls at arm’s length because it was easier with their own lifestyles. She had a few crew friends too that often functioned the same. Part of her wondered if it was really easier, it wasn’t a lifestyle she ever participated in. She was a girlfriend type of girl, and even then it was iffy on she’d end up having sex with them. June gave her grin. “Blue collar men work with their hands, they know how to use them.”

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              “It’s hard to find someone that is a good guy and wants to be in a relationship.” At least for her it felt hard and she had to wonder if it had anything to do with herself. If she were honest, maybe she felt like it had something to do with her and some sort of need to fuck everything up. Perhaps a stable relationship wasn’t in the cards for her because she would get bored and find a way to destroy it. Who knew. The comforts of being alone had been all she had these last few years so it felt like she was jumping into the deep end these days. “The whole hand things in enticing. Maybe get some feelers out there and if you think someone would be a good match, then let me know. I’m open to it.”

[selinturan]

silasdixon​:

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Silas was rifling through the freezer, trying to find a few more things for her. He was packing them into the cooler, he didn’t think she was gonna leave right away anyway. Riggins was out on the ranch somewhere, Silas wasn’t really concerned. He knew he had to be home by dinner time and this was one of the few places left that he could still be a kid with no real hovering or worry. He was a smart and capable kid, with too much energy, anyway. “Yeah, I think I got it all. Lasagna, a ham, a mystery casserole, one of these is definitely enchiladas… have some ground wild boar too,” Silas said with a nod. He had a glass of whiskey in one hand and the box under the other arm. It was cold out, so he wasn’t worried about it sitting on the porch for a few hours. “You want a drink? Might as well,” he said raising his own. He was moved into the big house, now, and it was too quiet so he tended to sit in the sunroom and brood and read.

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           Selin sat down and looked over at him, peering at the way he searched for more food than she needed. “Silas, I’m one person and you don’t have to give me that much.” One of those meals alone would last her an entire week. Pushing her hair out of her face, she leaned forward and shrugged her shoulder. “The lasagna seems good.” It was simple to bring in her lunch but she didn’t want to take something he liked even though she had a feeling he’d give it to her regardless. “Yeah, I’ll have a drink.” She’d been trying to stop drinking on her own because it wasn’t a good habit to have but with someone else it felt a little less destructive for her and she could give herself some slack. “I always passed by the ranch but it’s nice, a lot bigger than it looked like from the road.”