name: sydney chaplin.
age: thirty-four.
gender: cis female.
pronouns: she & her.
sexuality: heterosexual.
neighborhood: downtown
occupation: inn manager, blogger & podcast host
tw: parental death, car crash, drunk driving accident, pregnancy mention, adoption mention
Mortimer Chaplin was a successful chef owning his own restaurant in London, England. He was tall, dark and handsome your typical romcom guy but for him, he wasn’t looking for love around that time. At the beginning of his twenties, it wasn’t about his career. Mortimer was twenty-six, and wasn’t looking for love as cooking was his one true love and why would he when he was already so successful within work? Owning his own business, making good money and owning a beautiful flat in his favorite city. However, those thoughts all changed when he was set up with a beautiful women by a mutual friend who thought he needed to get laid. Starting off as a joke, Mortimer finally got up the courage to go out on his blind date with Whitney Grayson, a twenty-five year old who was a prima ballerina at the time.
The first date was a bust since he thought it was a joke, but then later on, he asked her out again and asked her to give him another chance. After going on a few more dates, the two started to go on more and they started to fall for one another. Mortimer was funny and became a different person around Whitney. Usually he was always so focused on work and the restaurant, but Whitney had gotten him to loosen up and vise versa. They brought out the best in one another.
Fast forward to a few years, they were in love and both living together. Whitney still preforming a show every night, Mortimer still having his restaurant being so successful, the two got engaged at age twenty-nine. It was a beautiful wedding filled with friends and family, and the two couldn’t of been more in love. Mortimer declared that it was the best night of his life, marrying Whitney.
After getting married, Mortimer and Whitney deiced to move to the states and so they decided on the city that never sleeps, New York, New York. Whitney was still a prima ballerina, now dancing every night for the New York City of Ballet, and Mortimer owned another restaurant on the Upper East side making more money than he already had, and the two were enjoying the married life. It wasn’t until one night that Whitney figured out she was late, and even though it was soon, Mortimer really couldn’t wait to become a father. He loved Whitney and couldn’t wait to start a family of their own. On a cold December morning, the 5th to be exact back in 1987, Whitney and Mortimer had welcomed their first and only child into the World. A beautiful baby girl, they decided to name her Sydney James Chaplin. To them, Sydney was perfect, to them, Sydney was the best thing that’s ever happened to them. They loved her more than anything. She was an exact replica of Mortimer, and Whitney couldn’t of been happier. Sydney was everything they wanted.
Growing up in the city that never sleeps, Sydney’s life felt like a dream. They lived in a pent house on the Upper East Side, and her back yard was Central Park. She loved every minute of it, she was a good kid who never got into trouble. Always getting straight A’s in school, had a good group of friends and enjoyed reading and writing in her free time. Life seemed pretty perfect for Sydney, however it wasn’t until her 11th birthday that things changed forever. It wasn’t until her 11th birthday that she and her parents were coming home from their family’s restaurant, and a drunk driver had hit their family car. Mortimer and Sydney were perfectly fine, however, Whitney was not. Sadly, Whitney did not make it and passed away on impact, leaving Sydney without a mother.
It was one of, if not the worst night of not only Sydney’s life, but Mortimer’s life as well. The two struggled in the beginning. Mortimer struggled for a bit with Sydney, but eventually the two realized that they needed to look out for one another. They realized that it was just going to be them. The father and daughter duo had to take care of one another. Mortimer had become Sydney’s best friend, and Sydney had become Mortimer best friend. Though during her teenage years, raising her wasn’t the easiest. They fought for a bit and there were times of grief that came out of no where, but the two eventually had gotten through it with the help of friends and other family members who understood their pain.
Hitting high school, Sydney excelled and had joined the Yearbook committee & the schools newspaper and by the time she was a junior, she was editor in chief. It wasn’t until then that Sydney had become obsessed with fashion and the World around it. It wasn’t until Sydney’s senior year that she had created her blog Sydney Said So, and for whatever reason it took off. It had taken off and that was how she made some extra cash. She went on some adventures for it too, but the brunette needed to focus on college. College was where her life had seemed to begin and end.
College. She had gotten accepted into New York University, the place where her mother studied and the brunette had loved every minute of it. Sydney studied English and Business and had gotten degrees in that. It was where she had met and fallen in love with Max Cortez as well. Her relationship with Max Cortez was consuming, thrilling and exciting. She fell in love with him. Sydney was only eighteen years old when she fell in love, and Max was the first person she truly fell in love with. The two fell fast and hard for one another. At least that’s what she always thought. It didn’t take long, because at nineteen Max had gotten down on one knee and proposed. Her father thought it was ridiculous and he wasn’t too fond of the man her daughter was marrying so young, but he didn’t care as long as Sydney was happy. Well, for the time being. At the age of twenty, before everything seemed to change completely fast, Sydney found out she was pregnant. Pregnant with Max’s child, and Sydney was terrified. Not telling her father, and deciding not to tell Max, Sydney took an internship offer in Providence Peak and nine months later gave birth to a beautiful baby girl. Not wanting to keep her, terrified of being a mother, let alone a good one, Sydney placed Isla Rae Cortez up for adoption. At least, that’s what Sydney had named her secretly. Pulling a disappearing act, Sydney finally called it quits with Max. The women was devastated as she truly loved him, but Sydney knew she wasn’t cut out for that kind of life.
Deciding to stay in Providence Peak, Sydney finished her college years at Providence Peak University. The woman had fallen in love with the town and the INN she had been staying at. Getting back in touch with her father, Sydney had told him she was staying in Providence Peak and continuing her life here. With that, her father had supported her and Sydney had become a receptionist at the INN for a little bit, then worked her way up and she’s now the manager. Sydney still runs her blog on the side called Sydney Said So and now has a successful podcast called Coffee Talks.
