#carbonellunderground

[shieldagentmorgan]

Ain't Your Babysitter || Penellis || 20s AU

Penelope had Tommy tucked away in her bed in her tiny apartment the night before. It was in an unsavory part of town, and she hated bringing him there, him hearing the cat calls, seeing the whores lining the doorsteps. Everyone looking out for themselves.

Pocketbook in hand she tugged him inside, and up the stairs to a modest one bedroom apartment that looked nothing like it should from the outside.

Clean, well kept, sweet smelling of baked goods and sweets. She wasn't a fool. She was out for herself, but that meant saving every penny she got from her job til she had enough to get her a life of her own. A real one. Maybe a bakery.

She made him a meal, sat with him and listened to the radio, read to him a bit until she push him to go to bed. Slept on the couch herself. 

Aching in the morning when she was awoken by the door. Grabbing her housecoat and slipping into a pair of slipper heels, she moved to the door, "Whoever the hell it is just woke me up, so you damn better be prepared for a smack."

[agentham]

The Blue Room || OPEN

Wilhelmina Hammond was many things, but a waitress was not one of them.

While eternally grateful for Johnny speaking to his boss to get her a job at this new club, she was so nervous that things were going wrong left and right. The Blue Room was not technically a speakeasy, she'd never been in one before, nor even a club, and the atmosphere was nothing like she'd ever seen.

Men ogling women openly, waving money at them, music playing as freely as the drinks flowed. The she couldn't even imagine how the women got used to the attire. Wilhelmina was used to long and layered clothing. Corsets, veils, lace, and silk. What she was given for her first day was nothing like she'd ever worn. No Corset, but the undergarments she had seemed to push her up impossibly high. She couldn't say she was sad not to have her body constricted so much, but in turn, the soft material clung to every part of her. It barely reached her knees, and the heels she was given were not kitten heels. High to the sky, and she was not doing well.

She fell twice already, spilt a drink when her behind was pinched, and remembering orders was so hard. 

She was sure to be fired. But she had to keep trying. So when a patron sat at the table near her, she put on her best smile, and walked over.

"Hello. M-My name is Wilhelmina. I'll be taking your order today. What can I get you?"

[agentlidrummond]

Rum and Coca Cola || Carbonellunderground

Lilianna knew that everyone knew her. She was the Boss's daughter. Everyone knew that. She was dangerous. But she was nice. She was friendly.

She dressed well enough, but not over the top, her hair was styled perfectly, and her make up understated. She wandered through the bar, smiling here and there, a glass of amber liquid in her hand.

"Well, hi there," she greeted.

[thecarbonelldoctor]

Anayeli Stone

Anayeli Stone is the oldest child of a farmer from Texas. When she was seven, her father moved their family closer to the oil wells that were beginning to pop up in early January of 1901, and their family went from poor to well-off in just a few months. At the same time, Anayeli’s brother, Abel, was born in March of 1901. Anayeli graduated from high school, discriminated for her race, but accepted into the University of Texas none the less. She was was gaining an education in medicine, but further studying was cut short when she was married off to a man by the name of John Flagler in 1915, who was the heir to Mission Oil Company. Anayeli’s life idled for two years before World War I began. John Flagler went off to fight in the war, and Anayeli wasn’t going to sit around any longer. She became a part of the Army Nurse Corps, first taken overseas in May 1917 before being appointed to an army hospital in Texas in April 1918. When the Army School of Nursing started to spread through certain hospitals, Anayeli got the chance to start and finish the education she had been deprived of. She completed her education, graduating with a couple hundred other women in 1921.

News arrived that John Flagler had died honorably in the war, and Anayeli went back home as a graduate of the ASN and a widow. Her brother came back from war, but her father had been cleared as missing in action. Abel stayed home with his mother to go back into the oil business, and to take care of her. Anayeli was again, in limbo, until she met a young farmer by the name of Clarence Stone. She fell deeply in love with him, and ran away with him so they could marry. When Clarence mixed himself up with Carbonell, Anayeli took the chance to become their personal doctor, only working whenever they needed her. She’s been living well-off with Clarence ever since.

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