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@t3eddyevans

(COLBY BROCK, TWENTY THREE, MALE, HE/HIM) welcome to beacon, THEODORE EVANS! we’ve heard that HE can be CREATIVE and HUMOROUS but also OVER IMAGINITIVE and STUBBORN . don’t they also work, at BEACON COMMUNITY THEATER as a/an ACTOR and BEACON PUB as a BAR TENDER? we are so excited to see , TEDDY around town.

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t3eddyevans:

“Sounds good, Ollie.” His eyes rolled playfully as he turned a bit in his seat to look at him. “You and I both know that you are able to resist my pout, me on the other hand, cannot resist yours so don’t you even dare think about it.” His smile replaced the pout as he heard his friends words, and he leaned back in his seat again. “Well, you’ll never have to worry about that because no amount of money could even make me want it or change any. I don’t care about the silly old object.” He never understood the purpose of money anyways, why literally everything now adays costed money, even some friendships. It was insane. “Well pretty doesn’t mean they’ll make the show that great. I hate being so rude about it, but most anyone could have done better than the girl the director had chosen. “We would have been great leads. And duh, of course I am.”

Ollie laughed at his best friend’s retort; truth be told, probably neither could resist when their friend pretended to be upset. Since a young age they had always taken care of each other. “Hmm, not true… and I don’t know what you’re talking about,” he mused, playfully jutting out his lower lip in a pout as they parked. “I know, which is why you’re the best, man.” Neither had ever been about materiel things; hell, just hanging out talking suited them. “You’re not being rude – she’s terrible. If she was at least nice then I might feel a little guilty but she’s such a primadonna. Of course we would have been; the best leads. Though then you would have had to kiss me on stage,” Ollie joked, sticking his tongue out childishly as he exited the car. “I’m thinking we need a three course meal. Apps, more food, and something sweet. Like I said,” he continued as he held open the cafe door for Teddy, “My treat.”

His eyes narrowed over at him as he jutted out his bottom lip, and gently, he punched his shoulder. His lips though were turned up into a grin, obviously not mad at all. They never had once gotten mad at each other, and that sure in the hell wasn't going to be the thing that made it first happen. "She just needs more practice, I think. She'd probably be better if she could actually focus on remembering her lines." It really wasn't that hard if people practiced enough, at least not for him. Huffing, he stepped out of the car. "Well, probably still would have been a better show than what were gonna end up putting on." His eyes flickered over to him and he rose his brows. "What happened to cheap, Ollie?"

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t3eddyevans:

olliexpop:

“Good to know, I’ll have to remember that from now on.” Letting out a soft huff, he crossed his arms over his chest and slouched in his seat, pouting. He knew of course that Ollie was joking, and he was sure Ollie knew he was doing the same. It’d be more of a surprise if he didn’t after all the years they had spent together messing around with each other. “I’d never mind, Ollie. Money doesn’t mean anything except to the rich assholes of this world. That and the greedy ones.” He rolled his eyes a bit, looking over at him. “I’d be fine eating ramen noodles with you if I had to.” He tilted his head to the side a bit as he went on about the show, but he nodded in agreement. “Well, the newer lead doesn’t seem to know what she’s doing. Avalon is great as always, maybe I should ask her to help the other out and this would go a whole lot faster.”

“Guess we’ll have to officially add that to our rules,” he joked as the car strode into the correct lane to the cafe. Oliver stole a glance at Teddy, noting his pout, and a laugh popped from his lips. “Don’t even start that. I know you’re joking, but pouting is so unfair. Keep it up and I’ll do it right back at you,” the blonde warned, his lips tugging with amusement. “I know that, and you’re definitely nothing like them. I wouldn’t want a best friend that’s obsessed with material things and greedy. For the record, I’d be fine eating ramen with you too.and depending on how well this show does, that may be happening in the near future.” Ollie nodded; Avalon was always awesome, but this other girl… “I agree about Avalon. I think they just picked this other because she’s pretty. I just don’t want the theater getting a bad rep for it if she fails,” he sighed as they pulled into the parking lot. “They should have cast us as leads instead,” he nudged Teddy gently, giving him a small smirk. “Ready to stuff our faces?”

"Sounds good, Ollie." His eyes rolled playfully as he turned a bit in his seat to look at him. "You and I both know that you are able to resist my pout, me on the other hand, cannot resist yours so don't you even dare think about it." His smile replaced the pout as he heard his friends words, and he leaned back in his seat again. "Well, you'll never have to worry about that because no amount of money could even make me want it or change any. I don't care about the silly old object." He never understood the purpose of money anyways, why literally everything now adays costed money, even some friendships. It was insane. "Well pretty doesn't mean they'll make the show that great. I hate being so rude about it, but most anyone could have done better than the girl the director had chosen. "We would have been great leads. And duh, of course I am."

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t3eddyevans:

olliexpop:

“Damn, and here I thought I had free speech.” He joked, his own lips curled up into a grin. Never had he been able to say no to him, not since they became best friends when they were younger. Besides, he had been one of the greatest friends he had ever had. After he helped him out when they were younger, Teddy couldn’t help but stay around him. One of the best decisions of his life. The two did nearly everything together, even acting and it had been and always will be the best years of his live. “You know I’m pretty cheap, Ollie. Let’s go to the cafe. Their food is cheap and absolutely delicious.” He got into the passenger seat, buckling.

“You do, but when it entails me, I have the right to veto it,” Ollie mused with a bright smile. He and Teddy were practically inseparable; there was no one he’d rather spend his time with. The fact that they had a similar passion for acting made that even more possible. “I do, but I’m glad you don’t mind that I can’t splurge all that much. Good choice though, we can eat a lot there without sacrificing my whole paycheck.” Once they were both settle in the car, Ollie took off, making his way down the familiar road. “You know, I’ma little worried about this show now, and the lack of talent with the leading lady. Hell, I could do a better job than her.”

"Good to know, I'll have to remember that from now on." Letting out a soft huff, he crossed his arms over his chest and slouched in his seat, pouting. He knew of course that Ollie was joking, and he was sure Ollie knew he was doing the same. It'd be more of a surprise if he didn't after all the years they had spent together messing around with each other. "I'd never mind, Ollie. Money doesn't mean anything except to the rich assholes of this world. That and the greedy ones." He rolled his eyes a bit, looking over at him. "I'd be fine eating ramen noodles with you if I had to." He tilted his head to the side a bit as he went on about the show, but he nodded in agreement. "Well, the newer lead doesn't seem to know what she's doing. Avalon is great as always, maybe I should ask her to help the other out and this would go a whole lot faster."

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t3eddyevans:

olliexpop:

Showday was just around the corner, so Teddy really wasn’t surprised that they had to stay so late tonight. Though the fact that some people still didn’t know their line is definitely worried the young actor. This was supposed to be one of their best shows, he really hoped it didn’t turn out to be bad just because some people hadn’t memorized their lines. Teddy had just changed into some regular clothes before meeting up with Ollie. He chuckled softly, nodding. “Of course I’ll tag along. How could I ever say no to you? Especially if you’re paying.” He grinned over at the blonde before heading out the door.

Already changed back into his own clothes as well, the blonde grinned when Teddy agreed to come with him for dinner. A bright grin took him over; he didn’t mind paying, especially when it came to his best friend. “That’s the point – you can’t,” he laughed, following him out the door. “See? Don’t say I never did anything for you. Though I haven’t gotten paid yet, so I hope you’re a cheap date,“ Oliver joked as he slid into the driver’s seat of his car. “Where do you feel like going? I’m up for anything.”

"Damn, and here I thought I had free speech." He joked, his own lips curled up into a grin. Never had he been able to say no to him, not since they became best friends when they were younger. Besides, he had been one of the greatest friends he had ever had. After he helped him out when they were younger, Teddy couldn't help but stay around him. One of the best decisions of his life. The two did nearly everything together, even acting and it had been and always will be the best years of his live. "You know I'm pretty cheap, Ollie. Let's go to the cafe. Their food is cheap and absolutely delicious." He got into the passenger seat, buckling.

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@t3eddyevans

Rehearsal had run late, again. One of the leading ladies couldn’t for the life of her remember her lines. Ollie figured he could do a better job – anyone could. actually. By the time they were done he was starving, and tired. Going home and cooking wasn’t something he was up for; not after working a shift at the diner before coming to rehearsal. “Hey man,” he grinned as he caught his best friend Teddy getting ready to leave as well. Oliver tossed an arm around his shoulder, even if he was a bit shorter of the two. “Wanna go grab a bite to eat? I’ll even buy if you’ll keep me company.”

Showday was just around the corner, so Teddy really wasn't surprised that they had to stay so late tonight. Though the fact that some people still didn't know their line is definitely worried the young actor. This was supposed to be one of their best shows, he really hoped it didn't turn out to be bad just because some people hadn't memorized their lines. Teddy had just changed into some regular clothes before meeting up with Ollie. He chuckled softly, nodding. "Of course I'll tag along. How could I ever say no to you? Especially if you're paying." He grinned over at the blonde before heading out the door.

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t3eddyevans:

He smiled as Tatum agreed with him. He could have been wrong, but he also didn’t think it was right to be upset with them unless she knew the real story and until then, it was just better not to assume the worst. He chuckled softly. “And I’m sure they’d be happy you helped, although I’m not sure them being drunk is the best time to work on them. They probably already spent a lot of money on alcohol and who knows what kind of makeup job they’d want done then.” He rolled his eyes a bit at her next words. “I wouldn’t say I’m a star, but even then, you’re just as cool and talented. Your work is amazing.” Giving her a soft smile, he nodded. “Sure, that sounds great. It can get your mind off of it too.”

Teddy was level-headed, something that Tatum sometimes needed. She had a temper that could flare up easily. “Maybe not, but I’m always up for a challenge. Besides, I’m sure as a bartender you know that the drunker they are, the more they’re willing to shell out.” She was mostly kidding, of course, though it was the patrons’ faults for not controlling themselves. “You are too a star and don’t you forget it, Tedster!” she quipped back, finally smiling. “Thank you though, that means a lot. And, true. Infinity War or the new Star Wars? I’m down for either.”

He couldn't help but chuckle as she spoke, shaking his head. "That is very true and technically I do in fact make more money off that when they're drunk, so I don't see why you can't take advantage of it?" It was really the person's fault for getting drunk and then spending money on things they may not necessarily need, like more drinks. However as workers, it was hard to turn down a customer without getting in trouble for doing so. "Whatever you say Tate." He rolled his eyes playfully before grinning. "Oh, definitely Infinity War."

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“Nah, I promise that it’s a good thing,” Dayo reassured him. He appreciated people who stuck to their guns and didn’t divert from what they truly believed in. “You know I have a few contacts if you need a little bit of help breaking into the industry. I mean, I’d have to see you in a show to see if you’re any good first,” he said, only half teasing. “I’ve partied with some pretty big names,” he said, not exactly bragging but at the same time making his success known. “That’s pretty cool,” he smiled. “See, that’s even better. Equal amount of pride from both. Although don’t all parents have favourites?” he joked.

“Good to hear then.” He chuckled a bit, his arms crossed over his chest. There was that mention of the industry again. “That sounds great, but that kind of thing costs money and that isn’t something I have too much of right now.” Working at the theater is one of the best things he had ever decided to do, but it didn’t really pay the best of money. “I promise, I’m a pretty good actor. The whole cast is actually. You should come see one of the shows. We’re almost done with this one, so it’ll be going on here in the next couple of weeks.” He rolled his eyes a bit, not in an annoyed way though. “Lucky you.” He nodded, smiling. “Yeah, it’s nice for us both to have our parents approval. I’d be upset if they didn’t approve of either of us. Well, if my parents do have a favorite, which I don’t think they do, it’d probably be Etta, but that’s cause she’s the youngest.”

Dayo looked at him for a second, an inkling of an idea building behind his eyes. He didn’t know the guy too well but he could tell just from the way he spoke that he really loved his craft - and he appreciated that more than anything else. “Money’s nothing. Are you really serious about breaking into the industry?” he asked, leaning forward ever so slightly. “I’ll come see a show,” he promised with a smile and leaned back. He laughed, “Ah, I’ve heard the youngest always has that edge. You guys grow up here or..?”

His head tilted a bit as he spoke again before nodding. “Yeah, I really am. My parents got me inspired from a pretty young age. I love this small town, but I’d love to be bigger. I don’t know if that’s selfish or anything, but it’s just always been a dream of mine.” That seemed to run in the family too. His parents weren’t incredibly famous, but they were known. That’s probably what kindled his and his sister’s passion, though for theater instead of music. Not that they disliked that, Teddy adored music. “Seriously? That’s great. I’m sure you’ll love it.” He shook his head. “No, we were actually both born across seas while our parents were touring. This was the first town we’ve really settled down in.”

Dayo was obviously thinking long and hard about something, but he would only know if he’d go through with it when he saw Teddy perform. He liked to think he was a good guy and there was a possibility that he could find someone to help the kid break into the industry. Dayo knew people, that was another perk of the band for sure. The connections. “Interesting,” he half smiled. “Of course. I’m thinking about auditioning for the company, too,” he admitted. “Really? That’s so cool,” he grinned.

Teddy nodded, his smiling growing a bit. Even if he wouldn't be able to get an agent this way, he was glad Dayo was considering helping him. It was a step toward his career at least. "Oh, you definitely should." There hadn't been one day Teddy ever regretted working for the theater. He loved every moment of it, even if it was one of the hardest jobs he could have picked. "I guess it's kind of cool. Though I was a senior when we got here so it was odd just going through one year of public school here before I graduated."

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Etta laughed and nudged him lightly, “You’re a jerk most of the time,” she teased. Truth be told she wasn’t really sure what she would do if she didn’t have Teddy by her side as much as she did, he was her rock and there wasn’t a thing that she didn’t tell him. It was handy to have him there, and she would always be there for him just the same. She could never understand siblings who didn’t get along. She looked down, fidgeting anxiously with her hands as she thought about school, “It’s just - it’s so expensive. I know they probably won’t be able to but if I take some community classes maybe I can get a scholarship if I raise the grades I had in high school…it’s stupid now I think about it, never mind.”

Teddy rolled his eyes, scoffing. “Oh, whatever. Maybe in one of my shows, but I think everyone would say differently about me being a jerk to you.” Teddy loved his family with all of his heart, but that didn’t mean that him and Etta didn’t mess around at times. He was her older brother after all, it was natural. He always heard stories when he was younger about people arguing with their siblings and he never really understood how they could do such a thing. Then again, Etta and Teddy didn’t spend much time apart with them having always been on the road when they were younger. “It’s not stupid, Etta. I think it’s a great idea and you should definitely try community college. You could use your skills from the theater to get some scholarships to a bigger college.”

Etta laughed and draped her arm around his shoulder, leaning into him, “I know,” her eyes focused on a bird that had landed on the path on the other side of he road, her attention diverted for just a second. Etta wondered what they would be like if they hadn’t travelled so much and practically been forced to like each other as kids. Would they be like everyone else? “But it’s just so… I don’t know, scary isn’t the right word. But it is sort of. I dunno, I guess I was actually kind of relieved when I didn’t end up going after high shool. But I don’t want to stay here forever.” She looked up to her brother, “All those stories of people packing up and moving to Hollywood and making it - it sounded so much easier back in the day.”

Teddy smiled over at her as she wrapped an arm around him, wrapping one of his own around her. He’d always wonder what it’d have been like if they had just stayed in their home country, if their parents hadn’t been as passionate as they were. If they had never came to Beacon. “Scary is probably a word you could use. I understand that. Not many people want to go to more school after being in it for so long, but they change their mind after being out of it.” He had heard a few of those stories, Xavier’s being one. “Everything sounded easier back in the day, but now we’re adults. We can make it easier though, you just have to put your mind to it.”

Etta had never really given up on the thought of going back to school, not since graduation, but it had never seemed like much of an option. “I do have some money socked away in my savings account but it’s probably not enough to get past a couple of semesters,” she moved her arm off his shoulders, letting her hands fall back into her lap. “You think that’s true?” she looked up at her brother.

Teddy turned on the bench, facing her completely now. He had thought about going back once or twice, but he had never really been set on it too much. It just seemed like quite a bit of work and he wouldn't have much time for his job. "You could always apply for grants or loans. I know you'd have to pay them back later, but once you're through school, you'd have an even higher chance at making it big so you'd have no problem paying them off." He let out a soft sigh before giving her a smile. "Of course I do, and I definitely believe in you."

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“We can always try and work on something, it’s not out of the question,” Etta mused to herself. She had started writing many projects, but she never finished them because she believed they would go nowhere. There were many unfinished screenplays and scripts crammed in her desk drawer at home waiting to be given some love. “Hey, that’s not actually a bad idea. How about we start writing something? I mean, I’m not saying it’ll go anywhere but it’s not a bad idea,” she finished up with the popcorn and placed it on the counter. Her eyebrows were furrowed and her eyes on nothing in particular - her infamous ‘thinking face’. “Have you thought of getting a proper agent?” she asked. Etta rolled her eyes, “They weren’t all bad. Besides, I don’t have time for myself let alone a relationship,” she said, starting to close down the counter. She was a little lonely sometimes but she was committed to her work more than anything.

"That they are." They may live in a small town, but still he saw people following their dreams often and he hoped one day he could do the same. That they both could do the same, follow in their parents footsteps, well for the most part. He nodded a thanks to her as she held the door open then stepped in. "Well, you're my baby sister, I have to have higher expectations than even you." And he certainly did. He held his hands up in defense, shrugging his shoulders. "Credit for what exactly?"

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Forest was walking to the diner after work to get a milkshake when he noticed someone drop their phone on the ground. He picked it up and sped up to catch up to the person. “Is this yours?” He asked quietly, hoping the person heard him as he wasn’t speaking very loudly.

Teddy had been in quite a hurry, having been near being late to the theater for rehearsal. He hadn’t even noticed he had dropped his phone while he fast walked down the sidewalk. Hearing someone behind him though, he stopped and turned on his heels to look at the other boy. “Oh my gosh. Thank you so much. My parents would have killed me if I lost that.”

“Your parents still pay for your phone? That’s nice of them.” Forest said without even realizing. “Sorry. That was rude. I didn’t mean it. But you’re welcome. Glad I could help.”

He raised his eyebrows for a moment before shaking his head. "Don't apologize, it's cool. They don't pay the bills, but they did buy the phone itself, so they wouldn't be too happy if I lost it."

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t3eddyevans:

Teddy nodded at her thanks before leaning forward a bit, looking over at her. He was glad it hadn’t been a guy, cause he was pretty sure he’d get upset himself at that. For her, not necessarily himself. Well, that too, but still. “Do you ever think it was a last minute thing and they didn’t have time to text you? I know it’s very unlikely, but you always have to think of the possibilities, Tate.” He nodded. “And you’d have all the right to be angry.” He then shrugged. “I’ll take a couple up to the bar, I’m sure there’s some people who come in there who’d love to be your clients.” He then let out a heavy sigh before shrugging again. “Rehearsals just let out. You’re so lucky you don’t have to stick around the whole entire time. It’s so exhausting.”

It was nice to have someone like Teddy she could talk to; sometimes Tatum felt like she didn’t have a confidante. He had a point though, and the fuse lit within her began to simmer at his words. “It’s possible – you’re right. Perhaps it was an emergency or something. I’ll give them the benefit of the doubt this time,” she promised, giving him a hint of a smile back. “I’ll keep you posted. And thanks; that would be awesome. Drunk or not, I’m happy to work on them,” she added with a throaty chuckle. “I’m sorry Teddy. I am lucky for that. Then again, I’m also not a star,” she nudged him gently. “Wanna go grab a drink or see a movie? Something to help you unwind?” she offered. “Clearly they’re not coming.”

He smiled as Tatum agreed with him. He could have been wrong, but he also didn't think it was right to be upset with them unless she knew the real story and until then, it was just better not to assume the worst. He chuckled softly. "And I'm sure they'd be happy you helped, although I'm not sure them being drunk is the best time to work on them. They probably already spent a lot of money on alcohol and who knows what kind of makeup job they'd want done then." He rolled his eyes a bit at her next words. "I wouldn't say I'm a star, but even then, you're just as cool and talented. Your work is amazing." Giving her a soft smile, he nodded. "Sure, that sounds great. It can get your mind off of it too."

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detectivewilder

t3eddyevans:

“Yeah, the whole cast and crew are sworn to secrecy on this one. We can give hints and stuff, but not too much can be given away. Even I don’t know quite everything yet.” He shrugged, leaning back more against the bench. He thought it was pretty cool that even the actors were going to be able to be a little surprised with the show. Though some still knew more than others. “Yeah, I’d love to keep my career in acting going, but it’s hard sometimes with the money situation. The bar helps though.” He sighed softly, running a band back through his hair. “No, three hours isn’t bad. Until it’s stacked on with a 6-8 hour acting schedule. It isn’t the best job in the world, but I guess I like it.”

“Wow, sounds like it’s going to be really big. I’m excited to see what all of the hiding is about. Then, a little of a surprise for you too. That’s pretty cool.” Casey had worked for quite a long time now, and although some shifts were long, they were all with the same job. Juggling a couple like Teddy did had to be daunting. “Good man, stick with it then. I’m sure, but eventually you might make it big and not need to worry about the other job anymore. At least it’s discounts on alcohol and you can be social, right?”

"Yeah, I'm so ready for the show and for everyone to see it. I already know the whole town is going to love it." He grinned over at the blonde. "Tickets actually go on sale tomorrow. I think we're gonna start advertising it more tomorrow too. Get the whole town to know it's gonna be great." He shrugged his shoulders as he went on, leaning forward on the bench a bit. "Yes, I guess that true. Discounted alcohol is nice I guess, but not as good as it'd be to just get out of the job and be big." He chuckled softly then let out a sigh. It sure would be nice, but he could deal with what he had now.

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“We can always try and work on something, it’s not out of the question,” Etta mused to herself. She had started writing many projects, but she never finished them because she believed they would go nowhere. There were many unfinished screenplays and scripts crammed in her desk drawer at home waiting to be given some love. “Hey, that’s not actually a bad idea. How about we start writing something? I mean, I’m not saying it’ll go anywhere but it’s not a bad idea,” she finished up with the popcorn and placed it on the counter. Her eyebrows were furrowed and her eyes on nothing in particular - her infamous ‘thinking face’. “Have you thought of getting a proper agent?” she asked. Etta rolled her eyes, “They weren’t all bad. Besides, I don’t have time for myself let alone a relationship,” she said, starting to close down the counter. She was a little lonely sometimes but she was committed to her work more than anything.

“You’re not wrong. Maybe we should try writing something. I’m sure we could make something pretty awesome if we both worked together.” It would be great to produce a show that so many people loved, but it’d be even better to produce a show their parents loved. Not that they didn’t like what Teddy and Etta were doing now, but he could only imagine their reactions at a hit show. “We definitely should. I think it’s a great idea and even if it doesn’t go anywhere, we can at least say we had a huge idea.” He watched as she finished up the popcorn, definitely ready to just eat the whole tub. His smile though faded when she mentioned an agent. “As much as I’d love that, I don’t have the money to hire an agent.” Even if he did, he’d have no idea where to start. There’d be way too many people to choose from, and not many agents would want to pick up some young adult from a small town. “Nope, definitely all bad.” He shrugged. “Just cause you work so much doesn’t mean either of those are true.” Not that he really thought he had time for a relationship either. He wouldn’t be able to see them much unless he didn’t do a show, but the town didn’t have enough actors for him to just drop and he was one of their main actors. So definitely not a great idea.

Etta smiled slightly at the thought of actually created something that people wanted to see, that involved people and opened their eyes to something and made them feel. The idea of managing that seemed so far out of reach, she hadn’t the courage to truly chase those dreams and ideas she had harboured for such a long time. “Yeah, when we’re rich and famous we can reflect on it,” she joked, moving around the counter to join her brother, tickets in hand - not that there was anyone around to check them. “One day you will, shall we?” she offered her arm to him a little overdramatically before heading into the theatre. “There were a few… unsavoury characters - but that exchange student senior year was nice enough,” she said knowingly. “Hey, you more than anyone should know that it most definitely is. I’ve resigned to the fact I’m just going to die a lonely old maid.”

"Rich and famous, pretty sure those words are nothing that will ever describe me. I have dreams though." He then nodded, smiling over at her as she came over to him from around the counter. "I really hope so and we shall." Having an agent could probably help him get much further into his career. An agent would be able to help him get known, maybe even get more people to come in and watch the small towns shows. He'd like to get the town known as well. "Yeah, I guess they were nice, but no one else really was. I have high expectations for anyone you date, dear sister." He paused for a moment before nodding. "Yeah, but in that case we may both be dying alone."

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Etta laughed and nudged him lightly, “You’re a jerk most of the time,” she teased. Truth be told she wasn’t really sure what she would do if she didn’t have Teddy by her side as much as she did, he was her rock and there wasn’t a thing that she didn’t tell him. It was handy to have him there, and she would always be there for him just the same. She could never understand siblings who didn’t get along. She looked down, fidgeting anxiously with her hands as she thought about school, “It’s just - it’s so expensive. I know they probably won’t be able to but if I take some community classes maybe I can get a scholarship if I raise the grades I had in high school…it’s stupid now I think about it, never mind.”

Teddy rolled his eyes, scoffing. “Oh, whatever. Maybe in one of my shows, but I think everyone would say differently about me being a jerk to you.” Teddy loved his family with all of his heart, but that didn’t mean that him and Etta didn’t mess around at times. He was her older brother after all, it was natural. He always heard stories when he was younger about people arguing with their siblings and he never really understood how they could do such a thing. Then again, Etta and Teddy didn’t spend much time apart with them having always been on the road when they were younger. “It’s not stupid, Etta. I think it’s a great idea and you should definitely try community college. You could use your skills from the theater to get some scholarships to a bigger college.”

Etta laughed and draped her arm around his shoulder, leaning into him, “I know,” her eyes focused on a bird that had landed on the path on the other side of he road, her attention diverted for just a second. Etta wondered what they would be like if they hadn’t travelled so much and practically been forced to like each other as kids. Would they be like everyone else? “But it’s just so… I don’t know, scary isn’t the right word. But it is sort of. I dunno, I guess I was actually kind of relieved when I didn’t end up going after high shool. But I don’t want to stay here forever.” She looked up to her brother, “All those stories of people packing up and moving to Hollywood and making it - it sounded so much easier back in the day.”

Teddy smiled over at her as she wrapped an arm around him, wrapping one of his own around her. He'd always wonder what it'd have been like if they had just stayed in their home country, if their parents hadn't been as passionate as they were. If they had never came to Beacon. "Scary is probably a word you could use. I understand that. Not many people want to go to more school after being in it for so long, but they change their mind after being out of it." He had heard a few of those stories, Xavier's being one. "Everything sounded easier back in the day, but now we're adults. We can make it easier though, you just have to put your mind to it."

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“Nah, I promise that it’s a good thing,” Dayo reassured him. He appreciated people who stuck to their guns and didn’t divert from what they truly believed in. “You know I have a few contacts if you need a little bit of help breaking into the industry. I mean, I’d have to see you in a show to see if you’re any good first,” he said, only half teasing. “I’ve partied with some pretty big names,” he said, not exactly bragging but at the same time making his success known. “That’s pretty cool,” he smiled. “See, that’s even better. Equal amount of pride from both. Although don’t all parents have favourites?” he joked.

“Good to hear then.” He chuckled a bit, his arms crossed over his chest. There was that mention of the industry again. “That sounds great, but that kind of thing costs money and that isn’t something I have too much of right now.” Working at the theater is one of the best things he had ever decided to do, but it didn’t really pay the best of money. “I promise, I’m a pretty good actor. The whole cast is actually. You should come see one of the shows. We’re almost done with this one, so it’ll be going on here in the next couple of weeks.” He rolled his eyes a bit, not in an annoyed way though. “Lucky you.” He nodded, smiling. “Yeah, it’s nice for us both to have our parents approval. I’d be upset if they didn’t approve of either of us. Well, if my parents do have a favorite, which I don’t think they do, it’d probably be Etta, but that’s cause she’s the youngest.”

Dayo looked at him for a second, an inkling of an idea building behind his eyes. He didn’t know the guy too well but he could tell just from the way he spoke that he really loved his craft - and he appreciated that more than anything else. “Money’s nothing. Are you really serious about breaking into the industry?” he asked, leaning forward ever so slightly. “I’ll come see a show,” he promised with a smile and leaned back. He laughed, “Ah, I’ve heard the youngest always has that edge. You guys grow up here or..?”

His head tilted a bit as he spoke again before nodding. "Yeah, I really am. My parents got me inspired from a pretty young age. I love this small town, but I'd love to be bigger. I don't know if that's selfish or anything, but it's just always been a dream of mine." That seemed to run in the family too. His parents weren't incredibly famous, but they were known. That's probably what kindled his and his sister's passion, though for theater instead of music. Not that they disliked that, Teddy adored music. "Seriously? That's great. I'm sure you'll love it." He shook his head. "No, we were actually both born across seas while our parents were touring. This was the first town we've really settled down in."

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“Nah, I promise that it’s a good thing,” Dayo reassured him. He appreciated people who stuck to their guns and didn’t divert from what they truly believed in. “You know I have a few contacts if you need a little bit of help breaking into the industry. I mean, I’d have to see you in a show to see if you’re any good first,” he said, only half teasing. “I’ve partied with some pretty big names,” he said, not exactly bragging but at the same time making his success known. “That’s pretty cool,” he smiled. “See, that’s even better. Equal amount of pride from both. Although don’t all parents have favourites?” he joked.

"Good to hear then." He chuckled a bit, his arms crossed over his chest. There was that mention of the industry again. "That sounds great, but that kind of thing costs money and that isn't something I have too much of right now." Working at the theater is one of the best things he had ever decided to do, but it didn't really pay the best of money. "I promise, I'm a pretty good actor. The whole cast is actually. You should come see one of the shows. We're almost done with this one, so it'll be going on here in the next couple of weeks." He rolled his eyes a bit, not in an annoyed way though. "Lucky you." He nodded, smiling. "Yeah, it's nice for us both to have our parents approval. I'd be upset if they didn't approve of either of us. Well, if my parents do have a favorite, which I don't think they do, it'd probably be Etta, but that's cause she's the youngest."

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Etta laughed and nudged him lightly, “You’re a jerk most of the time,” she teased. Truth be told she wasn’t really sure what she would do if she didn’t have Teddy by her side as much as she did, he was her rock and there wasn’t a thing that she didn’t tell him. It was handy to have him there, and she would always be there for him just the same. She could never understand siblings who didn’t get along. She looked down, fidgeting anxiously with her hands as she thought about school, “It’s just - it’s so expensive. I know they probably won’t be able to but if I take some community classes maybe I can get a scholarship if I raise the grades I had in high school…it’s stupid now I think about it, never mind.”

Teddy rolled his eyes, scoffing. "Oh, whatever. Maybe in one of my shows, but I think everyone would say differently about me being a jerk to you." Teddy loved his family with all of his heart, but that didn't mean that him and Etta didn't mess around at times. He was her older brother after all, it was natural. He always heard stories when he was younger about people arguing with their siblings and he never really understood how they could do such a thing. Then again, Etta and Teddy didn't spend much time apart with them having always been on the road when they were younger. "It's not stupid, Etta. I think it's a great idea and you should definitely try community college. You could use your skills from the theater to get some scholarships to a bigger college."

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