starter: dakota ( @ilovethismood )
location: tommyland, penny park
she thought she'd made it out unscathed. barely even a whisper of her name on the gossip blog, just the company she'd kept that night. but then she'd ended up on instagram, speeding through stories, spotting a familiar blonde locking lips with— wait, what? she had swiped back, closed and reopened the app, just in case. it has to be a mistake, right? right?
The further Daphne reads down this email, the more grateful she is she'd decided to come to a café today rather than the library. Each angry press of her keyboard would have echoed loudly through the aisles, but here it's drowned out easily by the hiss of the coffee machine and the steady chatter of the other patrons. It's not her fault this kid's grades hadn't already drastically improved if he never actually showed up to any of his three sessions so far. If anything, she thought she'd been kind not charging them for wasting her time.
Company slides into the seat opposite her and Daphne huffs out a long sigh, pausing her rant to sip her fast cooling coffee. "You know, there's just no pleasing some people. I think I need something stronger than this after this email that definitely did not find me well."
❝ hey, mr. dj. play a song for this pretty little lady. 'cause if she dance as good as she look right now, I just might, I just might make her my baby. ❞
BASICS
NAME: daphne miller
ALSO KNOWN: daphne alpert, 2016-2017
NICKNAMES: daph, fee
GENDER: cis female
PRONOUNS: she/her
BIRTHDAY: january 28, 1998
AGE: 28
HEIGHT: 5'4"
SEXUALITY: bisexual
RELATIONSHIP STATUS: single, divorced
OCCUPATION: front of house at hart motel
LIVING: ocean avenue with housemate
BORN: philadelphia, pennsylvania
TIME IN CIDER POINT: since 2004, returned early 2018
DETAILS
POSITIVE TRAITS: intelligent, tidy, sociable, generous, organised.
NEUTRAL TRAITS: impulsive, talkative, emotional, floating, stubborn.
NEGATIVE TRAITS: assertive, self-destructive, bitter, cynical.
FORMERLY: obedient, dutiful, overachiever, trusting.
LIKES: ice cream, embroidered denim, reading, keychains, volunteering.
DISLIKES: cold weather, cheaters in every sense of the word, closed spaces.
HAIRSTYLE currently & naturally dark brown, long, often wavy.
PIERCINGS standard lobes, both ears.
TATTOOS two butterflies on the left side of her ribs.
SCARS none of note.
HISTORY
TW INFIDELITY
Though she was born in Philadelphia, Daphne will always consider Cider Point her home. Moving at the age of six, the first time her father stayed in her life for more than a day at a time, Cider Point represented what she'd hoped would be a fresh start with a complete family. At the very least, it was a fresh start.
Daphne thrives in the small town, revelling in a vibrant social life and academic success all through her school years. Somewhere along the way she meets August, falls head over heels for the way he makes her laugh, how he always makes her feel more than enough. He's her first everything: date, kiss, time, love.
Her home life isn't so pretty, though. She and her parents benefit from an inherited wealth, but it seems even money can't fix a plethora of communication problems and her father's inability to commit to absolutely anything — what to have for dinner, promises to be at her upcoming poetry slam, her mother. But she never had convincing enough evidence, and her mother always seemed to forgive him, so who was she to say anything?
For years, she watches her mother love a man who doesn't deserve it, and slowly grows to resent him herself for the secrets he keeps and the promises he always breaks. At fifteen, she stops calling him 'dad'. He stops interacting with her unless necessary. Her mother tries to pick up the pieces.
At eighteen, she chooses to follow August to New York for university, escape it all, majoring in elementary education. Teaching is the goal, encouraged by her mother, but it's not what she really wants. She and August had gotten married right out of high school, the least she can do not to disappoint her mother further is follow her dead dream, right?
It all falls apart a few months later, and she thinks she should just be glad he confessed, take his remorse as a sign they could fix this, but the thought of her husband in bed with another woman just makes her think of her father and she can't be like her mother.
He moves back home, and she stays, tries to balance a degree she doesn't want with navigating divorce at the young age of nineteen. Halfway through her second year, she's dropping out before they can kick her, too, and now they're just two people with nothing left who were supposed to have the world.
She moves back, too, once her father threatens to cut her off. She can't survive in New York without his card, her career prospects non-existent now, her motivation rock-bottom. But it'd been fun while it lasted, living the fast life, her tongue down a different throat each night and another brunch the next day with people who don't actually like her, just the mess she's become.
She bounces around jobs for the next few years, keeps herself afloat with roommates so she doesn't have to live under her father's roof, under his rule. Strings of short-lived relationships because love is a lie because even when you do everything right, your husband cheats and your father leaves so why commit? Why commit to anything?
Her parents' marriage finally implodes when she's twenty-seven, her mother finally seeing for her own eyes the man her father had always been — a liar and a cheat; a fraud.
Turns out, she's not the only child he has. Somewhere out there is an older half brother neither Daphne or her mother have ever met. He insists that's it, just the two, and for now, she chooses to believe him. Her mother is distraught, and Daphne bites her tongue not to say I told you so. It's the last gift he gives them before he skips town again, complicates every step of their divorce. It's the first time she's grateful for August since he confessed, for making their divorce as easy as it could be.
And though she no longer dreams of white picket fences, she thinks maybe it's about time she settled down a little, found footing in life, something to give her purpose. Love might be a scam, and she might've squandered all her potential in New York, but maybe she can find a little of the young woman she lost again — the one who loved picking berries in the sunshine and dancing around the kitchen to the radio, who loves to volunteer because nothing feels better than making someone smile. Maybe.
starter: jason ( @ilovethismood )
location: open mic night, rhythm & waves festival grounds
10pm really should be her cue to go home, but daphne can't bring herself to dip this early. it makes her feel like a lightweight, like she's letting the two of them control her night. but with vada on stage a and jennie across the way, she's got to find somewhere else to be, an excuse to give the latter for why she just couldn't make it, sorry! when she inevitably finds out her dear friend wasn't there to see her play. then, she spots him. the perfect excuse. "jase! wow, it's so good to see you," as if it hasn't been mere hours since they saw each other at work— "are you having a good night? can I interest you in a drink? at the bar? over there? like, right now?"
starter: jason ( @ilovethismood )
location: hart motel
She swears she’s here to be helpful, moral support at the very least, but with how she’s purposefully handed him the wrong tool twice now, anyone would have a solid argument for otherwise. “How am I supposed to know the names of all these different screwdrivers?” She complains, shoulder pressed against the wall because she can’t sit on the bed, not while he’s fixing the frame. Never mind that she’s done plenty of smaller repairs herself over the years, holding on to an old portable CD player far beyond its lifespan because it reminds her of when things were good. “You should colour code them. So I can just pass you the red one, or the periwinkle one.”
starter: your choice ( @serinxo / @underyourskin-x )
location: retro roots, mango bay
"So," Daphne starts, turning the person in the aisle beside her, "what do we think?" She's been eyeing two pieces since she started along this rack. The first, she holds against her upper half, "this 70s, warm, floral number, or," then the second, "or this more sleek slip dress?" Lifting both up in front of her, she's increasingly tempted to get both. She hadn't expected to spend so long deliberating. Actually, she'd kind of hoped something amongst the rails would just speak to her and the decision would be made for her.
"I'm going to a beach party this weekend with some new friends so I really want to look cute, you know?" She rambles. "It's not themed or anything, I just really like orange."
Having a bakery and the beach on her doorstep is easily the best thing about her new home. Moving from the big city to the sunny small town of Palmview had been just as scary as facing the reason she's here in the first place, but each day seems to be making the weight on her shoulders lighter. Enough so that now, after three months of being here and a couple weeks in her new home, she's ready to host a housewarming party for the new friends she'd made. Or rather, a housewarming get together, she didn't want any noise complaints already.
"Hey," she turns to the person waiting behind her, "do you have any recommendations for cakes here? It's my first time here. I'm throwing a little something for friends to thank them for making me feel welcome so it's gotta be good, but I feel spoilt for choice."
NAME: daphne mancini
NICKNAMES: daph, fee
GENDER: cis female
PRONOUNS: she/her
BIRTHDAY: december 12, 1996
AGE: 28
HEIGHT: 5'4"
SEXUALITY: bisexual
OCCUPATION: online math tutor for high school level
LIVING: sunny shores, sunset villa #3b
TIME IN PALM VIEW: since late december 2024
DETAILS
POSITIVE TRAITS: generous, appreciative, intelligent, tidy, sociable, loyal.
NEUTRAL TRAITS: impulsive, talkative, teacherly, emotional, whimsical.
NEGATIVE TRAITS: assertive, misguided, either over or under thinks.
LIKES: ice cream, embroidered denim, reading, keychains, volunteering.
DISLIKES: driving, cheaters in every sense of the word, closed spaces.
HISTORY
TW INFIDELITY
Though she was born in Philadelphia, Daphne will always consider New York City her home. Moving at the age of five, the first time her father stayed in her life for more than a day at a time, New York represented what she’d hoped would be a fresh start with a complete family. At the very least, it was a fresh start.
Daphne thrived in New York, revelling in a vibrant social life and academic success all through her school years.
Her home life isn’t so pretty, though. She and her parents benefit from an inherited wealth, but it seems even money can’t fix a plethora of communication problems and her father’s inability to commit to absolutely anything — what to have for dinner, promises to be at her upcoming poetry slam, her mother. But she never had convincing enough evidence, and her mother always seemed to forgive him, so who was she to say anything?
For years, she watches her mother love a man who doesn’t deserve it, and slowly grows to resent him herself for the secrets he keeps and the promises he always breaks. At fifteen, she stops calling him ‘dad’. He stops interacting with her unless necessary. Her mother tries to pick up the pieces.
At eighteen, she chooses to stay in New York for university despite it all, majoring in secondary education, specialising in mathematics. Teaching is the goal, encouraged by her mother, but by the time she starts to question if it’s really what she wants, she’s in too deep.
By graduation at twenty-two, she desperately needs a break from the education system and spends her summer working the local barista job she’d used to keep herself afloat during her degree. Her mother worries endlessly that she’s lost all ambition for life, but Daphne reassures her she’s only lost maybe seventy to eighty per cent and she’ll probably bounce back soon.
She does a year or so later, when an opening pops up at an independent small group and one-on-one tutoring company. It’s perfect — all the things she loves about teaching, without the classroom full of rowdy thirteen year olds. Once again, she thrives. For now.
At twenty-six she moves out into her own apartment, finally free to exist without her father’s presence looming over her shoulder. That is until her parents’ marriage finally implodes a year and a half later, her mother finally seeing for her own eyes the man her father had always been — a liar and a cheat; a fraud.
Turns out, she’s not the only child he has. Somewhere out there is an older half brother neither Daphne or her mother have ever met. He insists that’s it, just the two, and for now, she chooses to believe him. Her mother is distraught, and Daphne bites her tongue not to say I told you so.
She spends the next six months looking for her not-new new brother and preparing. How do you tell a complete stranger that you’re siblings, sharing a sad excuse for a father? How can she even be sure he doesn’t know about her? What if he didn’t want to know? And yet, she gets on that flight with a trickle of hope that this is the right thing to do — and maybe even another chance at that ’complete family’ fresh start she’s always dreamt of.
TRIVIA
Loves 80s and 90s disco & dance music.
Can’t drive; used to cycle everywhere in NYC.
Her prized possession is a retro-style boombox with a cassette player and bluetooth connectivity. She’s had to repair it a few times and will continue to until she’s priced out of the parts she’ll need.
She only moved into Sunset Villas in March 2025, having spent the first almost-three months of her time in Palm View in a hotel.
It's only the last few months that she's began to question once again if teaching is for her. She's torn between feeling like she's never considered anything else, her mother having always told her she'd be the perfect teacher, and wondering if she never did explore her options because it was the perfect choice. She still feels like she's in too deep to do anything else either way.