Bitter Bean was their place, Bitter Bean is where the two have been going since they were able to drink coffee. It's the place where Lyla had become addicted to coffee, and every time she left for NYC to go back to college and come home Bitter Bean is where the two would hang out. Knowing the owner and main barista very well was an understatement, the brunette got up to early and went for a jog and now she's sitting in their spot. Taking a deep breath Lyla took out her journal and started writing, when her coffee was placed in front of her she took a sip not realizing it was too hot "Fuck." Was all she could say and placed it back down and then rolled her eyes at the person who was starring at her "Oh come on, don't act like you've never heard a curse word before."
It wasn't abnormal for Taylor to find himself inside the coffee shop, it was the only place to get good coffee around the town and he could never really figure out how to make it just as good at home. He had been scanning the room since he walked into the joint, taking a mental note of each customer and worker in the joint. The man always liked to know who his audience was. His attention being drawn to a yelp behind him, not being able to stop himself from peeking over his shoulder at where it came from. "No, of course I have." He chuckled for a moment, turning himself to face her fully now. "I just expected you to be seriously hurt or something by how pronounced it was.
"What do you think?" Briar held out her wrist with her latest fresh tattoo in honour of her best friend. "Do you think she'd like it? Is it tacky? Please don't say it's tacky.. it's kinda too late if it is." Briar looked exhsausted, she'd not been getting much sleep but who could really blame her with the recent events?
Taylors eyebrows furrowed slightly as he squinted down at the new tattoo his bestie had just gotten. It was cute, it really was, but the entire state of the woman was bringing down just how nice the new ink was supposed to be. "It looks good B, really." He eyed her carefully, "But when was the last time you relaxed or something, because the rest of you looks like.. shit?"
✦ JOSH HEUSTON, MALE, HE/HIM ✦ TAYLOR SILVA the TWENTY-NINE year old BAKER has been in Hidehill for TWENTY YEARS. Whispers on the streets are that the FIRST KISS to Sydney Love lives in WALNUT GROVE and are said to be HUMEROUS and MESSY but I guess we’ll find out for ourselves. { MADDS, 27, EST, SHE/HER. }
basics
name: taylor silva
nickname: tay
age: 29
gender & pronouns: cis male / he&him
birthday: october 3rd
zodiac sign: libra
tattoos:
piercings: ears
eye color: brown
hair color: brown
height: 5'11"
sexuality: pansexual
general
parents: avan silva & isla taylor, and a step-father
siblings: step-sibling
significant other: none
children: none
hometown: jackson, mississippi
occupation: baker
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about
{ childhood - adult }
taylor silva was born the perfect mix of his parents. so much so that he was given his mothers last name as his first name and his fathers last name as his last name, no middle name needed. he was their perfect sunshine child, they even swear to his day that instead of crying at birth, he smiled.
as a toddler, his mother owned a bakery. he spend the first few years of his life in that bakery. it was what formed him into the person that he is now. he loved being there and any chance he got, he was there. his mother taught him the secrets and skills to everything she knew. until the bakery burned down and a few weeks later it was found out to be a case of arson, from a woman his father was sleeping with.
a few months later when he was 9, they moved away. his mother stopped baking after that, but taylor had only just begun. he started making beautiful pastries for his mother, anything to cheer her up in those days.
but by the time he was 11, his parents got divorced. taylor took the breakup pretty hard and shut down for a few months. but when his mother met someone new and started baking again, the light started to shine in both her and him again. his mother remarried to the new man a few years later and his father moved back to mississippi.
as a teenager, amongst his love for baking, taylor also had a love for sports. he played hockey, baseball, and swim team. he was good at it too, to the point that when he turned 18 years old, taylor started coaching little league teams and still does.
leaving high school, taylor knew exactly what he wanted to do. he wanted to open a bakery for his mother, but funds are too tight to see the dream through right now so he's settled for baking for the town instead. everyone around hidehill knows taylor for being just as sweet as the goods found in sugar rush bakery.
{ personality type }
the goofiest of boys. if there is someone laughing in the room, its taylor. he always knows how to put someone in a better mood and really bring the party to places, and he's been like that his entire life. he is a messy boy with laundry everywhere, but he always presents himself clean and put together. taylor always tries to find the good in things and people, sometimes that leads him to get hurt more than he should but he's a good kid and can't help it.
habits: always wakes up late, tastes everything he bakes, has a journal full of recipe ideas, never follows a recipe exactly, takes early morning runs on the weekend, gives big over the top hugs, dances all the time because he can rarely stand still, rolls up his sleeves the same way and length every time, keeps his dog as his phone wallpaper hobbies: plays beer league hockey, loves to garden/visit the farmers market, making sourdough at home, collecting vinyl records, thrifting, playing video games (esp. mario kart), teaching himself tiktok dances, building lego sets
{ sydney }
sydney and taylor were 11 when they first talked to each other. they were starting to become preteen kids and crushes had turned from being gross to being cool. they were each other first crush. it was a simple childhood love, each others first kiss behind the tree at lunch and a 'relationship' that last a few weeks after that until they both moved onto the next crush that came into the picture. there wasn't much to it, except for the week taylor found out his parents were getting divorced. he snuck out every night for a week straight to meet sydney at the park, the two of them would hold hands on the swings while taylor talked about things at home. it was something he never forgot out, something he was always thankful to her for. oh, and then they made out again as teenagers at a high school party.
headcanons
has a black puppy named bug
plays the guitar quite well
his love language is.. baking for you!
golden retriever energy
connections
parents: avan silva & isla taylor, and a step-father
