reckless, treated like a necklace

TAELYR UNDERWOOD. 32. attorney. My self preservation & all of my reservations Are sitting and contemplatin' what to do with me

[taelyrxunderwood]

Taelyr Underwood

this is a story about a 32 year old defense attorney, that looks a lot like aly michalka. she’s born and raised in phoenix arizona. the down low is that she is the middle child of the Underwood, and if you want to know a bit more about her, her bio is underneath. feel free to message me and we can get to plotting. <3

Her early years were blissful, Taelyr was surrounded by two doting parents and siblings that she got along with and was able to be herself. The environment that they were raised in was free from judgments and expectations which allowed her to roam freely into everything she wanted. Taelyr was too young to notice their economic status or her father’s stress. A part of her blames her youth and then another part just appreciates how her parents did everything in their power to allow them to have a childhood – little had they known how important these years would be to them.

As the middle child Taelyr was blessed to have the best of both worlds due to her siblings. With Royce being the jock that he was and Monroe tapping into the fashion world more than anything, Taelyr ended following her brother’s steps and pursued a love for soccer. Monroe and her would do their best to make their hand-me-downs fashionable, or at the very least Monroe’ approved. It was not till later down the road that she got her very own niche which was art.

Taelyr didn’t start speaking till she was six years old, her parents had been concerned but the doctors couldn’t find anything wrong with her. Instead, she would write notes to her parents and her older brother when she wanted something or would point to express herself. The doctors had told her parents that she would talk when she had something important to say which ended up happening during Christmas when her parents had gotten her first art kit

Her mother told her she had a talent with her art and soon encouraged her to enter into contests and soon Taelyr started to become noticed. She started to win state competitions and soon started to get cash awards and Tatum found her voice and confidence.

It was during the summer she had gone camping for art that her entire life got turned upside down. Her parents died in a fire and all of a sudden all the attention was on the three orphans that were left with no parents, no family house, and shuffled to grandparents she had never met before. On top of this Royce left and pursued his own dreams. Though the difference was just two years, Taelyr took them hard. Not that she ever allowed the emotions to be shown since something in the fire managed to turn off something in her.

Although it appeared that she handled her parent’s death she never dealt with it and just pushed it aside. Her academics took a nosedive. She started to forge her grandparent’s signature on her progress reports and would get herself sent to in-school suspension on purpose to just not have to be around people but she was able to divert the school channels and her family was never notified of how grave the situation was.

It wasn’t that she wasn’t doing the work because she did the homework, she just never turned it in. She aced her exams but put the wrong answer on the scranton and would show up to school but never go to her classrooms. Something about thrill of doing it but not at the same time managed to make her feel something, and it wasn’t like she could talk to Royce since he was out there making their parents proud and Monroe didn’t deserve the burden.

Taelyr stopped painting and pursued a career in the legal field. Solely because a professor told her that she didn’t have the ability to become an artist and suggested that she should smile more and get married so she would be taken care of. Something in her kicked in and her senior year she made a recovery with her grades and she excelled in her college exams.

Her mother had sent her portfolio to Rhode Island School of Design and her acceptance letter came through the mail but Taelyr refused it.

She made the decision to go to community college and then transfer to Arizona State University and then ended up finishing her law school in Sandra Day O'Connor College of Law where she got her JD. Taelyr decided to stay close to home so that she could keep her relationship with Monroe and be there if she was needed. She was able to secure a job as a public defender and ironically she does love what she does.

Her art supplies haven’t seen the light of day since the fire and though there have been moments that she has tried to pick it up but it’s never been the same.

[taelyrxunderwood]

R. UNDERWOOD.

                     It was a common misconception that you had to trade one for the other. That one couldn’t ever truly have it all unless it came at different parts of your life. Roy’s track record was a walking contradiction, he knew, as the career and the happy wife didn’t exactly go hand in hand, but he wasn’t dense enough to think that he had the universe to blame for that. It was all on him. He’d still been a firm believer that if you didn’t get in your own way that you could obtain just about everything that was on your agenda. The thing was, though, the Underwood’s just had an impeccable knack for fumbling the ball when the going got rough. With a bobbing nod of his head, Roy’s own mind expanded upon her words. He’d hoped that upon his return and his splash in the water that it wouldn’t cause too much chaos, but the eruption by fate that happened in Lola’s café proved otherwise. It seemed as though no matter how much time had passed he never could escape the harsh reality of his actions. He wasn’t sure he ever would. “I wouldn’t say we resolved it, nah. She marched me into her office like I was headed to detention with the principle and reprimanded me.” alright, so maybe that was a little far-fetched, for sure. He’d easily deserved every ounce of malice in Lola’s distaste for him and the fact that he was back. But, he’d been frustrated over the whole thing, and despite knowing it was bound to happen, didn’t make it much easier to deal with. “So, hate to break it to you, but we’re still going to have to share custody of you. Hell, I don’t even know where the mines are.” Roy took that second to stall, rise from his seat and tip back a plastic water bottle that he retrieved from his fridge, washing down that lump in his throat. Suddenly Taelyr hit him with a curve ball and he had to act on a smooth recovery instead of choking back the gulps of water. “Uh, yeah, I mean, uh,” brows furrowed together once more, knowing exactly of who she was talking about. “she tell you that?” he wouldn’t be surprised if it topped off the common assumption of his endless conquests, not something he wanted Roxie or Lola to have to deal with, but he hadn’t been aware of anyone else who sniffed out that scoop. He recovered by chugging down the rest of the water then smashed the plastic in his two hands when he got back track. “You mean your allergies are… what, your emotions?” He pointed out, confusion on his face, narrowing his gaze in on Tae. “Don’t think there’s an prescription out there for that one. If there was, I’d be on it.” He chuckled, dampened his lips, then continued. “So, who’s the bastard?”

It was a tough position that she had ended up in. “How do you feel? After seeing her? I can’t imagine that being easy.” Royce was her brother, her cheating brother and Lola was her best friend. When they had gotten married it had been a blessing and their divorce -- well she was positive that it was a bigger burden on her than the two parties that made the marriage. She knew Royce was hurt and she knew it would be a cold day in hell for him to admit that. The Underwoods just had the wonderful trait of not allowing others to see the pain they were in. Not that anyone could blame them, the newspapers back then had tried to use them as poster children for grief and all three of them were united in the decision to null that. “I will make sure to let my assistant know to divide my time between you two equally. That way no one gets more of me. I suppose maybe the next woman you decide to marry please don’t let it be one of my best friends -- shouldn’t be too hard” Her career had done an excellent job in killing her social life. Taelyr locked her eyes onto the granite of the kitchen counters her brother had selected. This push to talk about him was all driven by the fact that she couldn’t keep drinking to numb the pain and she couldn’t talk to him about it. And she didn’t want to admit defeat to anyone else so she decided that she would do it to the one person that had seen her at her lowest, aside of Wyatt but he was dealing with his own luggage with his ex back in town. Her hand wrapped around her neck as her fingers curved, “I don’t know.” She replied honestly, swallowing the confession, “I just have this ache in my chest that doesn’t go away. I avoid every interaction with him possible. And it doesn’t make sense because I choose to end it.” Which she still stood by even though the amount of regret she had was enough to run a small town’s electricity she didn’t understand how she couldn’t accept the consequences. Her voice cracked, which just served to remind her how much she hated being this vulnerable, “I just need it to stop. I need it to stop hurting because the wine isn’t doing it. The amount of cases I pick up isn’t doing it and he’s fine. He literally stood in front of me ordered dinner -- as if nothing. I mean -- I am happy that he is ok. I don’t want him to be hurt because I’m too me but would it kill him to show one ounce that he’s as fucked up as me? Which doesn’t make sense right? Cause I broke up with him -- I broke him so if he’s fine I should be happy. But...” Taelyr rambled her words with a speed that allowed Royce to understand her, she finished by covering her face with her hands.”He’s not a bastard.” she corrected before looking up at Royce with her glistening eyes with a slight pleading, “I just thought you would know how to make it stop.” she sighed, sitting up straight as she did her best to regain her posture, “This doesn’t leave this room, Royce. Ok?”

[volcainist]

[taelyrxunderwood]

Who: @lolavelasquez​

When: August 16, 2021

Where: Tae’s office, cause that’s where she lives. duh.

If it counted for anything Tae had made a mental note to go see Lola however when she walked into her office Monday morning her paralegal buried her in motions from the opposing counsel as well as a change to a law she was working on. On top of all that she was recovering from a slight hangover that she had indulged. Clearly going to the bar in the other town and ordering a couple of Deez Nutz, hadn’t been her best choice. Yet, it managed to give her a night where the obligation and the perfectionist in her were silenced, that was all she had needed. Just one night without having to always be on point. Which explained why Tae had forgotten the lunch plans she had made with Lola. Lately, she was failing when it came to her friendships that did not involve coworkers or family -- though one could make an argument that she was not doing too well in that area as well. When the door opened, she figured it was Alexis her paralegal, but the moment she saw Lola, she was quickly reminded of their plans, shit, she thought and placed her folders to the side. “So -- I -- yeah I forgot. I don’t even have a valid excuse.” That was funny because that was going to be her exact explanation for failing to give her a heads up on the other matter. 

[taelyrxunderwood]

16 / 31 / 40

16 … Last heartbreak?

Already answered. 

31 … First job?

“My first job was actually writing a column for the opinion section and lifestyle section at the local newspaper.” 

40 … Last time you lied?

“Can’t disclose, work reasons, you know?”

[taelyrxunderwood]

6, 12, 18, 24, 30

6 … Last thing you check on your phone at the end of the day?

"My emails if I am honest. I try to not wake up to any surprises so I do my best to check it before I close my eyes. Needless to say I still wake up to surprises, so maybe I need to change that -- perhaps have it be something like tik tok -- though I have heard you end up scrolling forever -- so maybe just read a book."

12 … Last crush?

"A male."

18 … Last relationship?

"It's complicated. It's simple but complicated. I think it's just -- I don't know. It's complicated -- can't really say much more than that. I mean I could but then you would run around and twist it and I suppose if I can't say it to him then I shouldn't say it at all. It's just that -- I don't know. It happened and it was perhaps the best thing to have happened in my life in a long time and I ruined it. I mean go figure, Underwood fucks up a relationship? Go figure. I just think if someone is broken it doesn't matter how much love there is, it's doom to fail so the honest thing to do is for the damage person to remove themselves. That way there is one less damage person. I mean it's not just that -- it's just complicated."

24 … Last broken bone?

"My right hand. I went on a hike and let's just say I stepped on the wrong rock."

30 … Last celebrity crush?

"Oscar Issac, Olivia Munn and eh a bit Scott Eastwood."

[taelyrxunderwood]

20, 21, 27 😘

20 … Last time you fell in love?

"Right about when it started being your business. What? That doesn't count as an answer? Fine, when President Trump reached an agreement with Mexico to avoid tariffs, better?"

21 … First album you bought?

"Kid Cudi, Man On the Moon: The End of Day."

27 … First heartbreak?

"I guess coming home to dead parents after summer camp really does do something to someone's heart, eh?"

[taelyrxunderwood]

7, 17, 30

7 … First movie you ever watched?

"Casablanca -- it's the first one I remember thus the one that matters. Watched it with my mother. She was into the black and white films. Which is understandable considering how at least back then films were original and made you think whereas now it's just a g rated porn feast if that."

17 … First relationship?

"In college and her name was Lillian -- well I am guessing it is still that. Sadly, people don't die when they become exes."

30 … Last celebrity crush?

"Eh it's a tie between Scott Eastwood and Oscar Isaac -- and Olivia Munn."

[taelyrxunderwood]

3 / 25

3 … First thing you do when you wake up?

"Depends on the day I suppose. Monday through Friday I make sure that the coffee machine is awake and running for my first cup of the day then on the weekends I check on my emails to make sure I didn't let anything slip throughout the week with clients and colleagues."

25 … First vacation?

"Well, that would require me to take one. Unless we're counting the ones we took when we were kids and I'm not doing a memory walk down that lane so no."

[phxmemes]

REMEMBER WHEN? YOUR FIRST TIMES AND LAST TIMES…

1 … First kiss?

2 … Last kiss?

3 … First thing you do when you wake up?

4 … Last thing you do before you go to bed?

5 … First thing you check when you open your phone?

6 … Last thing you check on your phone at the end of the day?

7 … First movie you ever watched?

8 … Last movie you watched?

9 … First show you remember binge watching?

10 … Last show you binged watched?

11 … First crush?

12 … Last crush?

13 … First person you had sex with?

14 … Last person you had sex with?

15 … First heartbreak?

16 … Last heartbreak?

17 … First relationship?

18 … Last relationship?

19 … First time  you fell in love?

20 … Last time you fell in love?

21 … First album you bought?

22 … Last album you bought?

23 … First broken bone?

24 … Last broken bone?

25 … First vacation?

26 … Last vacation?

27 … First heartbreak?

28 … Last heartbreak?

29 … First celebrity crush?

30 … Last celebrity crush?

31 … First job?

32 … Last job?

33 … First pet?

34 … Last pet?

35 … First time you got drunk?

36 … Last time you got drunk?

37 … First concert you attended?

38 … Last concert you attended?

39 … First time you lied?

40 … Last time you lied?

send a number and let your muse answer honestly. reminisce in the truth or torture yourself with a lie. give us a little insight while you answer these. remember — you are the only beholder to these secrets!

[taelyrxunderwood]

R. UNDERWOOD.

                     She was a stark reminder of their mother. It wasn’t just the big doe eyes she shared with Moe or the curls adoring her face that reminded him, but rather, the impeccable way that she could steer a conversation and trick you into admitting much more than you originally intended. It was the same tactic that their mother used when she brought out the fact that Roy was considering proposing to Lola while still in high school. Tae may have not had been trying ── hell, she was a lawyer for christ’s sake and it was fitting. But, even while he had a mouthful of food and she was gabbing his ear off, he could already sense that she was fishing for where his head was at while keeping her own a bit more privy to herself. Roy tipped back some ice water to wash down the take out. “Five whole years and that’s all you got for me, huh?” He taunted, almost daring her to get her to spill a bit more, brow ticked. “You’re working yourself to death and that’s all? Goddamn, Tae, you haven’t changed.” It wasn’t a good nor bad thing either. It was actually something that he admired about his sister, a trait that he had wished that he had taken under wraps himself. Licking over his lips, Roy leaned forward and took another bite, stalling, before he figured that he stretched his time far too thin and he’d earn a punch to his sore arm if he didn’t begin talking. “Surprised your bestie hadn’t spilled the beans yet.” The term was a bit sour on his tongue, still having a bit of trouble over the conflict of interest, but always remaining quiet on that feat. “Had lunch at her cafe. Didn’t know the agents picked her spot until we got there. Couldn’t exactly bail y’know.” His words were curt, but the reminder of the distaste in Lola’s eyes had still been fresh. It wasn’t exactly easy for him either. “Had to inform her that I was sticking around and that was that. We pretty much got duct tape down the middle of the city at this point.” He tried not to sound bitter, his tongue even grazed over his upper lip to keep himself in check, but he sighed through his nose and rolled his shoulders, a defeated look littering across his face. Roy had been thankful that Tae at least gave him a little insight, finally, happy to avoid whatever regret he might have had (or reliving his mistakes all over again). “When you start it off like that, Tae, you aren’t that smart.” It was a tease, light hearted, and he chuckled just a bit. “Yeah. Of course I will. What’s this secret?” 

Ah Lola knew. Well, that would be a fun little conversation to tackle later down the road. She knew Royce like she knew her own backhand, which was probably why she accepted the majority of his behavior and recklessness. They had both been stolen their childhood and kicked to grow up. They had both handled it differently, Taeylr refused to deal with it and Royce felt it all. She envied him on that, he could be brutally honest with his emotions and go for what he wanted. Even he’s recklenesses was something she wished she had herself. A quiet chuckle leaves her at Royce’s words, nodding knowingly. “Well, you know I stop, and then rumors of me getting married, popping a kid, and hanging up my law degree come out ruining my dreams for district attorney.” A small dream that she had managed to get to replace the one she had grown up with when both their parents were alive and kicking. But nonetheless a dream and goal Taeylr had no plans of not achieving it. Royce had gotten his with his baseball career, though detoured right now she had no doubt that he would put it back on track and Monroe was on the fast track of becoming a well-known designer. Taeylr still didn’t know how she truly felt about having the name Underwood aspiring to be like Gucci or Dior. Which also just made her wonder how her siblings had managed to make peace with their past so well to choose careers that led to people prying into their past? Once his tone came across her, she pressed her lips together. Taeylr had done her best her entire life to not choose sides when they had been together only to help Lola for the end of it. She knew she had to thread the water here. “As long as you two resolved it. Any chance you have a pdf version of this map, that way I know where the mines are?”  She asks with a shake of her head. Obviously, kidding because in a situation like this what was she supposed to do? "Also I met another of your friends -- apparently her mother lives next door and clearly you two have fucked, so maybe keep those down just a little bit. I don’t want to have to start making my own map.” She really wanted to say Lola didn’t need to hear about more conquest but that would be choosing sides. Besides what she had said wasn’t too much of a lie either and considering how she hadn’t given notice she figured she would take this hit. Tae didn’t like to be vulnerable, she didn’t like exposing that side she held but she felt like she had to. “I am going through a break up that I didn’t want but understand....but I have these...” she moves the noodles in her bowl, “Like my chest hurts and I think I might have allergies now cause the eyes just keep leaking and I’m also a ball of rage. So I was wondering what is exactly the procedure to correct this?”

[taelyrxunderwood]

J. GRANT.

Julian hardly doubted that it didn’t radiate off of him that he simply didn’t want to do this. Of course, it was his job, and he took his job seriously; but it was truly two different things to have to deal with Taelyr. In public, he could fake it, and focus on the others around them. In private, he was painfully aware that it was just the two of them. And because of this, he was usually forced to pick up on the little things. Things such as the way her hair fell, or the sense of her; that damn perfume she always wore. Little dumb things Julian wouldn’t notice about anyone else majority of the time. He found that to be the most annoying. But despite this, he kept his composure, he had not choice but to. This was a business meeting, they were forced to work this out together. The quicker they got that done, the better this would be for everyone. 

“What can I say? I’m the headliner– I show up to be the main event. I do not conduct and host the event.” He responded, highly aware that that was most definitely a Grant thing. The family was brought up to be the main focus, the group you were there to see. Not the – as his father would all so graciously put it – help. “As for the hot Cheetos bags, there actually some left in the cabinet.” He stated, as he moved the one in question, opening it, he pulled out two bags. Then sitting them down on the counter, a soft chuckle escaped his throat as she mentioned saving the environment. “Always the thoughtful one, Tae. Always the thoughtful one.” He commented, although it could’ve been taken many ways in the undertone of his words. “Thai, it is.” He proceeded to move around the island, only to pause when she offered to order; “I mean, —” He paused, the following statement hung on the tip of his tongue as he began aware  that he was about to sound awfully a lot like his own father in the terms of ‘saving money’. Clearing his throat, he shook his head, then turning it into a simple nod, “You can order, that way no one screws up your food. Would hate to see you go off the rails for such thing as that.” When she asked about drinking, he immediately responded, “Soda.” Almost harshly, it’d seem. Pasting a smile on his face, as he looked up at her, edging his tone a bit, “Soda’s good.”

If she was under oath Taeylr would have to admit that she did enjoy this a little. If it was not because of their jobs, they wouldn’t be spending any time with each other. Which perhaps was what they should be doing but under oath she could not deny that she missed him. That she missed them and if this awkward angry tension interaction was the best that she could have, she would take it. It was better than nothing. Yet at the same time, it had the same feeling as throwing salt at a wound. Maybe she was just that twisted and fucked up. “I’m glad to know that you still have a big head on your shoulders. Thought without me that it would’ve rolled down already.” she countered with a shake of her head. Taeylr knew that she couldn’t show that this wasn’t as bad as she had thought that it would be. There had to be no hint of absence or remorse over how the direction of their past had played out. This was after all that they had both decided to do. Right?

“You know you can still talk to me as a normal human being right? Hell -- I’ve read somewhere that exes can be friends -- wild, right?” As soon as the bags hit the counter there was no hesitation as she grabbed it and her fingers started to uncurl the bag, quickly picking up some. “Did you know that some people eat these with chopsticks?”  A hint of amusement flickers behind her eyes as she disclosed the information that she had gotten after their demise. “Apparently it is not ladylike to have red fingers. Did I ever mention the one time I had a client and I was having some and of course -- I was wearing a white blazer? Needless to say, the woman thought I had cut my arm and started to puke in my office. Turns out that the sight of blood made her squirm. My new rug only lasted 18 hours.” She recounted the story with a slight roll of her eyes. Whenever the attorney got nervous she rambled about nothing, at least now in age she was able to quickly catch herself and place a pin on it. Cleaning her fingertips with a nearby napkin she nodded as she took her phone out and making the mental note of the items that he wanted. Raising an eyebrow she tilted her head studying him and the octave change in his voice regarding the last question. “What? Did you pick a war with wine? or something? she asked as she pushed to make the call, “Also I’m not the prima donna when it comes to food, Julian.”

[oldschoolteenflicks]

[taelyrxunderwood]

A. SANTOS.

          Thankfully for her, she had the day off. And, considering shifts were twenty-four hours, she had to say she was pretty damn thrilled it manage to fall on a Saturday. Initially, she was well and truly up for a night of drinking with friends, most of which were from the department too, who were also sporting a free evening. Alas, she quickly realised she wasn’t in the mood for dealing with drunken idiots who thoroughly enjoyed questioning her. Instead, she had decided to venture into the main street, lights fading into the back, and music echoing behind her as she listened t the waterfront not too far from her location. However, her attention was otherwise distracted by a couple of people making a scene. “Five bucks says she found out he’s sleeping with her best friend.” Granted, she couldn’t hear the ins and outs, but she sure as hell was pissed, and kept pointing to some girl on the other side of the road. “Another five says she’s probably pregnant with his kid too, just to top it off.” Wasn’t that the kind of soap opera bullshit people were dealing with these days? Not that she paid much attention, considering her severe lack of free time.

Perhaps it was the cynic in her or the fact that she still had to see a healthy relationship play out in front of her that left her agreeing with the brunette. Tae had just finished her evening yoga class, even with her best friend back into town she still felt like she had to still attend these one hour nonsense that supposedly were supposed to put balance into her life. Clearly, they were doing everything but that. “Ten bucks that it is not the first time nor will it be the last.” she chimed in, wondering why females just kept on forgiving males. Why they just kept giving people second chances. Though perhaps that was why they were in relationships and whereas she was single and annoyed with majority of people. Looking back the the couple that the females were placing bets against she shrugged, “Nah, I don’t think she’s that stupid.” At least she was hoping so, “Though you know with how our world is going probably. At least this is more entertaining than the bachelorette that just turned out to be another complete waste of time may I say so myself.” 

[taelyrxunderwood]

M. UNDERWOOD.

      Monroe’s eyes narrowed at the older woman, the instant need to question whether or not she was sure, coming to the forefront, though the youngest Underwood remained silent. She wouldn’t press the matter, even argue it, because if it was okay to be dropped, *it was going to be dropped*.  As much as she understood Taelyr’s need to make sure nothing happened to the youngest Underwood, and even Roy she was sure, sometimes it was over the top. It was evident, Tae just needed a moment to settle. As she continued to talk about the movies, a bright smile lit up the petite brunette’s features, a quiet laugh pushing past pink stained lips. “Yes, that is the one.” Shaking her head, of course Taelyr would know *that* movie, rather than the one Monroe was talking about. She wanted to point out that she really needed an update on what she’s been watching, but the younger woman knew how busy her sister was, how little time she truly had. Movies were probably something that weren’t even a thought, let alone something that graced the t.v. screen. Leaning against the counter tops and eyeing her sister, she slowly began to explain, “I’m talking about the Devil Wears Prada. You know, with the fashion magazine boss and the intern with no fashion sense, and the assistant is really, really mean? Almost like the one in your office. I’ll have to send you the spark notes.” She casually pointed out, though quickly shrugged off the words. When the next words, Monroe began to enthusiastically nod her head, “Yes, take some days off. We should do something fun!” What, she didn’t know. But if it meant professionalism, she didn’t want it. Maybe she’d even take a moment to forget her desire to change her sister’s wardrobe, allowing them to just be them. Like they were right now, standing across from one another, a smile on either features, though Monroe’s brows began to furrow at a name she wasn’t too familiar with; was that, that big tall guy? Ben wouldn’t last long. But Royce, a familiar topic and someone they shared deep love for. Shrugging her shoulders once again, she muttered quietly, “I think he’s okay. I only see him when I’m stocking the fridge or spending the night,” Which even then sometimes she didn’t see him all that much. He was doing his own thing, and she understood. “He seems fine.” 

Her social calendar had taken a couple of hits this year. She was busy with her own cases and the ones she had absorbed from her coworker who due to budget issues had been let go. Not like she could complain about it, after all Tae did get some sick twisted joy out of working so much and being needed by others. Made her avoid having to deal with her own shortcomings, that were coming to light to her right now. At that moment with Monroe she quickly realized that she had failed to give notice to Lola about Royce, not like she had been given notice herself. Or maybe she had, she did have over a hundred voicemails waiting for her to actually be heard. Needless to say the attorney made a mental note to make sure to see if Lola was ok at some point. “Ah, like mine? I think you just caught her in a bad day,” if everyday could be classified as a bad day but she figured she should try to give her coworker the benefit of the doubt. Even if it meant that Taeylr did her best to avoid her whenever it was possible. So in a way she could understand her sister’s reference. And on top of that she was aware of how easy her sister could read her, so she admitted defeat as her head bounced up a down for a couple of bobs, “She can be a bitch. I think she just needs to get laid but I am the last person to play matchmaker.” After all she was better at breaking marriages then starting relationships props to Lola for calling her up and asking her to process her divorce from her own brother, fun times. Real fun times. “Fun...” She groans, shaking her head with her eyes screwed tightly shut, her features pinched in obvious disdain selling her dramatics to her younger sister, “I wouldn’t even know where to start. Which makes the entire ideal more unappealing. I think the last time I took a vacation I was still in school and I was forced to leave campus.” To anyone else she would be ashamed of embarrassing herself and putting herself out like that but Moe was easily in the top three people that Taeylr could unequivocally be herself and not feel like she had to apologize for not being hip or cool enough. Once the topic got moved over to their brother, she scratched the side of her head, “Well that is good -- I’m glad he hasn’t lost himself in that big house he decided to buy,” maybe that would buy her sometime to let Lola know that he indeed was back home, “Has his food expanded past the cup of noodles?”

[taelyrxunderwood]

B. NIELSEN.

“Yep. Official and everything. I was fully sober unlike most grooms who have the king officiate. It was honestly cute I’d like to say. Suze would’ve married me in a phone booth though I’m sure not that they still have phone booths” Bodie smiled still but Taelyr was always family like Monroe was one of his best friends growing up and still. “I can’t out run Moe, she’ll find me with those spider sense of hers and  kick my ass. Of course I’ll try to get that snapped or maybe even recorded to play it back for you. Perhaps Suzy might be into having a small ceremony and a reception for family here  not that her parents will be thrilled  but yes photos” Bodie spoke before settling down and shutting up knowing he’d never talked as much in his life as he currently gushed about being married. Taking out his phone he opened up to the gallery and handed her the phone. There is quite a few there feel free to scroll. What is up with Taelyr though, all I’ve been doing is talking about me.“

He had really gone out and gotten married and here was Taeylr unable to go public in a relationship. She would like to blame that on her parents, after all, they were the ones that had to go go up in flames and bring the entire town’s attention to the Underwood orphans. She understood how morbid that was, which was why she kept these thoughts to herself for the most part. Not to mention that it truly wasn’t all on them. Taeylr had been given a choice she could’ve either mourn and done the normal thing and let the town be there for her or grow up and have a toxic relationship with independence and to save everyone the long story she had chosen the latter. Royce and she both had chosen the latter, had they even been given a choice? Monroe was the only one that had the chance of not being completely fucked up. Quickly, she was brought back to the present moment with Bodie, “I would go for something small and private. Mostly for your sake, I have started to get used to your presence. It would be a damn shame you have to bury you six feet and get my sister off murder charges.” She teased and chuckled before laying her eyes on his camera screen, “Not to mention you don’t want to leave Suzie a widow. I don’t say this often but you two look genuinely in your own world.” she added in a light laugh, “Nothing much. just getting used to having Moe and Royce back in town and trying not to get lost in Royce’s new mansion.” 

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ICARLY   (  2021  )