#maplestarters

[melissatherstone]

FOR: OPEN TO ALL [0/6] WHEN: Early morning, April 5th, 2026. WHERE: Ext. Maple Creek Waterfront.

A lilt of a smile graced pastel pink painted lips. It was early morning, and the coffee had begun to set in. The usual jitters that would come along mid-morning and haunt her, were already working on their assault. Melissa wished, as she so often did, for the roar of New York City. The constant, yet unmatched 90 decibels of sound, but the crashing of waves greeted her instead. She knew Maple Creek well, had spent a lot of her youth in this very place.

And yet, she felt out of her skin here.

Melissa longed for a place her parents had forced her out of, and the band waited for her with each passing day...even if that date seemed to get further and further away.

It was the scuffle of a shoe against the pavement that tore her from her spiralling thoughts. At this time, most people were still sleeping. Sunday mornings were for rest, or at least, that's what people told them. She'd never slept well.

Melissa turned her head and half-smiled. "Morning."

@maplecstarters

[meaningofmaple]

status: open

location: Wildflower Bakery Cafe & Patisserie

@maplecstarters

Belle had flour on her cheek and absolutely no intention of slowing down. Once she was in her zone, there was no stopping her. She moved between tables with her usual bright smile, checking in, topping up cups of coffee, and making sure everything was okay.

She caught sight of someone lingering near the counter and offered a warm smile, she brushed her hands against her apron as she moved back to the front of the cafe.

"Hi, sorry there. I’ll be with you properly in just a second. It’s been a bit of a busy morning," she laughed lightly, glancing back over at the oven before returning her attention to them. "What can I get you?"

[meaningofmaple]

Location: Creek Comics Open to all @maplecstarters

Hendrix pushed open the heavy door of the comic store, a content smile on his face. The place was comforting to him, a mix of comics, merch, t-shirts, collectables and even some vinyl records. He found himself going toward the back corner, where the lesser-known records hid. His fingertips brushed the edge of an old Jimi Hendrix album, and he smirked at the irony of it. His name.

As he stood there, lost in thought, Hendrix became aware of someone moving beside him. Glancing up from the records, he flashed a friendly smile. "Hey," he said, his voice casual but warm. "You have good taste if you’re hanging out in this section," he joked lightly.

[meaningofmaple]

Location: Open to anywhere in Maple

"Okay, okay, hear me out," she gave a pause for dramatic effect. "Pumpkin lanterns for a lakefront movie night," she grinned, sketching on a napkin. "It’s not Halloween, but it’s aesthetic, right? It’s not too early to start thinking about fall vibes?" She paused, eyes wide. "I'm just seeing a vision... or I'm wanting to wear my boots and cute jackets again."

[meaningofmaple]

@maplecstarters Outside Maple Art Museum / around town centre Open to all

Gray let out a tired sigh, he could feel the slight chill of the approaching winter air against his skin. He’d just finished an evening class and was locking up the museum. He felt exhausted but it had been a good evening. Many of the adults really enjoyed the later classes.

He'd thought about stopping to get some food but remembered he had some leftover pasta in the fridge and he knew he could easily put some life back into it with some fresh herbs and cheese. Cooking was a comfort to him, even when he was tired.

He headed around the corner to his car, his boots echoing on the ground in the quiet. He looked around, hearing footsteps, offering a smile at the other person. “Hey, have you just finished work too? Just out and about? Busy day?” he asked, making conversation as he unlocked his car door.

[steelknivesx]

Alex wasn’t exactly a huge fan of the big crowds, loud music or even the beer. But there was one thing at the festival she adored. Glitter. She grinned at the thought and as she sat down in the chair she was prepared to get anything painted on her face. She was looking over the designs when she saw a familiar face walk past. 

“Hey!” She beamed, already excitable with everything going on around her. “Do you want to get matching glitter face paint?” She wiggled her brows, turning the designs to face the person she’d collared towards her. 

@maplecstarters​

[maple-lilyc-blog]

I just spent the morning by the lake watching ants work and it left me with one question, do you think they know how very small they are?

[louiswilliamml-blog]

Hey.

Well, I’m all moved in. As much as I hate to admit it, Harry was right; this place is amazing. I haven’t seen a lot of familar faces yet; hopefully that’ll change soon...