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✘ Val Hawthorne ✘ 28 ✘ Legislative Assistant ❝ We are nothing more or less than what we choose to reveal. ❞

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damon bishop‌ —

“Are you telling me my man blew your back out the entirety of the honeymoon? No time for any  excursions and such?” Raising a hand to indicate a pause in thought, he wagged his finger at the blonde. “Never mind, don’t answer that. Let’s just go with the sex life is good, Madame Future President. I don’t need to know all your intimate business. Wouldn’t want anyone crying nepotism when I’m appointed your Chief of Staff, or Council of Whatever Bogus Committee.” A sly grin pulled at his lips. “I have to say I am curious about what all Tony has had to learn. I could have sworn  you couldn’t teach an old dog new tricks?” He quipped. Damon laughed so hard he almost had a seizure at the wheelchair comment. “I have no idea what you’re talking about. However, I did have dinner a few times with a nice lady since we last spoke.  So far she’s still in tact, walking upright without any assistance needed, that I know of…”

“We met in the Bahamas so we’ve already seen everything. And I think anyone knows the honeymoon is all about the sex anyway...” She gave him a judgmental look, all in a tease. “I couldn’t tell you my intimate business even if I wanted to. I save that for my closest girlfriends but even then I’ve been trained since birth on keeping a lid on things. It’s cute how Tony gets a little red in the cheeks though just with my mentions.” He was a sweet southern man when he met Valerie, a hurricane of an affluent social princess who learned a lot about being human from her now husband. She laughed, “Oh look at you already positioning himself for a job. You wouldn’t wanna be my chief of staff though... I still want us to be friends. Have you considered Vice President though? Can you imagine a gorgeous and sexy woman as president and a black man as her vice? Talk about turning that huge white house upside down... the whole place will have to be sterilized after Trump.” A coy grin appeared on her lips, “You can teach anyone anything as long as they’re willing to learn.” She winked, that was all she was saying on that. Valerie was amused watching Damon laugh over her wheelchair comment then rolled her eyes at his reply. “Suuuure you don’t. Don’t fucking play me like that...” Val shook her blonde head. “ Nice lady? Who have you been having dinner with? Your grandma? God... sounds awful dating you if that’s how you reference your girl. Ask Tony he’s got at least twenty to rattle off right away. But anyway the real question here is why is she still in tact and walking around so easily?”

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tessa wayne‌ —

“Oh no, they’re much worse than pigeons. They’re very aggressive when you have food and it seems they can appear from nowhere if you have some,” Tessa replied with a roll of her eyes, as she should’ve known better. “I’m with you on that. Shit is not lucky, especially when it’s a bomb dropped on you. That’s unfortunate though that it was your very first day here, and well, I just have to settle this —- did you get any luck from the moment. Was your blouse savable?” The brunette blinked at the price tag mentioned yet wasn’t entirely surprised given that the blonde looked like a million bucks herself. “Hillbillies?” She inquired rhetorically with a laugh. “Well we got hobos out here, so it’s a crapshoot really.”

“I’m from New York so they sound very much like the experience there with the exception that pigeons aren’t as big or aggressive. They just annoy you with swarms and pressure of intruding on your space and staring at you. When there’s a lot of them then they start that gang mentality.” With Tessa’s response it made Valerie wonder where the whole luck thing shad even come from since she could recall a single person who reacted well to getting shit on by a bird. “It was just thrown away... I couldn’t imagine wearing it again if even it had been properly cleaned. No luck though... besides I think that’s something we have to make on our own rather than counting on bird shit for it.” The blonde laughed. “Oh god that’s true... there’s so many hobos and homeless and transients along the coast. Apparently they scatter all the way up through Oregon...”

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azucena ferreyra‌ —

               The woman was immediately recognizable. She wasn’t just known locally in the political field but nationally, and that was only the information she’d heard and seen since living in Monterey. Susi never got an exact job title from anyone but she worked in legislature, that much she knew. “Yes, it is,” she answered with a smile and a bit of surprise that someone like Mrs Hawthorne would know her name. “And yes, this is my little girl, Lucy. Sorry for bumping into you— she’s just full of energy at the moment and the idea was to just let her run around and tire herself out before we head home.” The mention of ice cream perked her daughter’s ears up and Lucy began jumping and chanting for the cold treat. “Really? Oh, well Lucy is definitely a yes but thank you. Have you been enjoying your afternoon and the slightly cool weather we’ve been having?”

“No need for an apology, it wasn’t on purpose and she looks like she’s been having fun.” Valerie smiled between the two and nodding in understanding even though she didn’t really know about having to tire children out. The blonde wasn’t used to them in the slightest and the only real experience she’d had of them was when visiting with Tony’s big family. She was still getting used to nieces and nephews and her cousin’s kids. “I feel like I have to the same thing with myself sometimes... just tire myself out so I can pass out at a decent time when I’m home.” But at home it was husband time, it was Tony time. Valerie laughed as the little girl cheered and began leading the way when Azucena agreed. “You’re welcome. One of my favorite things as a kid is when my father would take me for ice cream.” She smiled broadly. “I love it but I also just got back from the Bahamas recently and while I wish I was still there on my honeymoon, I’m glad to be rid of the humidity. It wasn’t great for my hair.” Valerie rolled her eyes in annoyance then smiled again. “Is she starting up in school soon or is she too young?”

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renata bessons —

— aidan

When Ren had said she was going out on her own for the day, Aidan had been hesitant from the start.  Given her not only the recent episode the prior weekend during their visit to the beach, but also the stress and trauma of giving birth just months ago, he wasn’t keen on the idea of her being alone. However, with his day frantically busy, one remote surgery after the next, he wasn’t able to escort his wife as he normally would and had instead  reluctantly relied on the driving service to ensure his wife was transported safely throughout the day. When the text alert came in from the remote pacemaker monitor, then the phone call shortly after from Val, Aidan was struck by a numbing sense of dread. “Val, what’s happening…what’s going on with my wife, just got a text alert. Where the hell is she- —-stand by, please,” he said, already backing out of their driveway and relieved Val seemed calm despite what might have been going on. 

Clicking over  to answer the call from Renata’s mother he sighed, her words frantic and of little use. He rushed her off the phone with the assurance he’d be back in touch as soon as he could. “Sorry, Val…I need you to get me on the phone with Ren then do something for me, just as a precaution. Would you please speak with the staff there and find out if there’s a defibrillator? If there is, should be someone there trained to use it, if need be…”@renatabessons

It had all started to happen too quickly. Of course Renata had felt fatigued, as she often did most days since her third trimester of pregnancy, but it seemed as though the attack had come out of nowhere. She hadn’t realized that her phone was near dead when she’d answered the first call from her mother, getting nothing but a garbled message that was frantic and mentioning Liam. The tone and mention of her baby had instantly put the new mother with a weak heart in distress. By the time she had made it to the café her heart rate had picked up a pace that she couldn’t handle. Even still she fumbled with plugging in her phone, unintentionally ignoring Valerie in the process, but had the strongest need to call her mother and find out what was going on. Her hands shook the entire time while the color in her face paled and a low pain began in the left side of her chest and arm. In the back of her mind she knew Aidan was being alerted, but she asked for him anyway —- Renata needed him.

The comforting arm around her shoulders was appreciated but her pain was increasing and she was beginning to feel faint and her skin a little dewy. Renata gasped softly in pain and her hand clutched at her chest for a moment. Her left arm was becoming useless so she whimpered softly as she took the phone when offered from Val after releasing her grip on the front of her shirt. “Aidan,” she spoke softly. “Some—something’s w-wrong —-” The sandy haired brunette slow blinked and whimpered again in pain, the young woman’s heart was in distress. “Is-is Liam —-” It was then the phone was taken from her and Ren squeezed her eyes shut and leaned into Valerie as she grabbed at her chest with the pain becoming stronger.

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When Renata began clutching at her chest that’s when Valerie started to panic internally. What was worse was that Val wasn’t trained to be of any real help in a situation like that. So she randomly and loudly asked if anyone in the café had some aspirin on them and only because she knew that it could help during a heart attack. The whimpering sound Renata made nearly broke her heart and she made sure Aidan knew that his wife was acting in those ways so he could assess the severity of the moment. It was nearly torture to listen to Ren try to speak on the phone and it was the second time that Valerie had heard her mention her son, so she quickly put it together that it was what had sent her into such a state.

Taking the phone back and holding Renata a little tighter, she rubbed her cousin’s arm and spoke to Aidan. “I know an ambulance is on the way but how to I calm her in the meantime? She’s stressing over Liam... what’s going on there? Find out what’s going on if you can because it’s where her mind’s at. She said something about it to her mother before she really went into this.” A waiter came by with some water so she paused on the phone with Aidan and helped to get Ren to drink some. “Just calm down, sweetie. Everything is fine, I promise,” she tried to soothe then took some napkins and wet them to dab gently at Ren’s forehead, neck, and chest. “Please hurry, Aidan.” —— @aidankearney​ 

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tony hawthorne‌ —

“Didn’t I tell ya I’m waitin’ on Drake to ask me to do it with him and his crew? Plus I need time to rehearse so that Drake will notice us. I wanna make my family proud.” Tony watched the towel fall to the ground, his gaze slowly lifting back to take in the woman he woke up thankful for every day. “Ya know I save my singing for special occasions…and I’m diggin’ how you’re hittin’ those notes. How about I just dance for ya?”

“Aww honey you do make us proud but we’ll be even prouder once you get this down.” She flashed her new husband a smile, enjoying how random and silly they could be with one another. “Just don’t do it like that one guy did and dance around in a thong... unless you’re doing a private show for me.” Valerie laughed when Tony started dancing to the little bit she sang but shook her head. “You know I’m not remotely a singer so perhaps we just play the song and dance to it together? Even though I’d prefer to just sit back and watch you put on a show...”

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“What are you even thinking?” Valerie pushed the pastries away and shook her head. “Don’t you know, I mean can’t you tell by the sun and honeymoon sex glow that I just got back from the Bahamas? I’m not putting those carbs right back to my ass so quickly.” She shook her blonde head again. “Nuh-uh.” Val had just assumed most people knew the happenings of her life. She’d been written and gossiped about since she was a baby, that and her chosen career, there was a level of fame to her. First, and well, still, Valerie Hawthorne was a high class socialite that had gone into politics. Without even thinking it she assumed Cole followed one or all of her feeds. “Anyway, aside from you trying to take a knock on my beauty and attractiveness... I was wondering if we could discuss a filming? My cousin Renata is a great documentary filmmaker but I can’t stress her right now. And I would like to do a short film, meaning I would produce it, and I want to call it something like R-Evolution because that’s what this country needs. Do I have your interest so far?” —— @colexdaniels

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t0nyfitz commented: i know my way around a restraining order, babycakes

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valthornes commented: there’s a reason i married you and it’s because look at your ingenuity 

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Text // Wyn & Val

Wyn: Oh hallelujah! I'm in desperate need of a talk too.

Wyn: Wade is here... like in town, in Monterey...

Wyn: Tomorrow night? How was the Bahamas?

Val: Oh perfect... I came back just in time to rip his hair out

Val: It's ok, it's ugly anyways. Why's he back though?

Val: Tomorrow night! Uggghhhh it was amazing... wait until you see my glow!

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Text // Wyn & Val

Val: So I'm back in town and I'm in need of a girl's night full of gushing and wine.

Val: Tell me you're free tonight or tomorrow night!

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“Well hey sunshine,” Valerie said to the young girl that had bumped into her and then looked up at her mother. “Oh, I know you... it’s Susi right? You’ve been to some of the city council meetings. Is this your daughter? Well, it has to be... she looks just like you.” Valerie’s smile nearly stretched ear to ear. “I was just headed for some ice cream before I went off to see my husband. Why don’t you two join me...” —— @azucenaferreyra

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renata bessons‌ —

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“Mama, mi celular se quedó sin pila ¿Qué pasó?” She spoke softly into her phone once turning the device back on a few minutes after using the plug in the wall at the cafe. As her mother ran away with all of her words, talking too fast and too anxious saying something about her baby son left in her mother’s care —- Renata’s heart began to race a little with worry. It was cause for her to strain for breath a little and for her to pale slightly. After covering the microphone, the sandy haired brunette turned to the person sitting closest to her and put her hand on their arm. “I’m sorry to bother but I need a favor. If I give you a phone number can you call my husband for me and tell him where we are. I need him to come get me,” came her explanation, very slightly out of breath. 

Renata had Valerie’s attention as soon as she had walked into the café. They were second cousins now or something like that, after all. She became a bit alarmed when Ren sat down with her and said nothing. Even more so when she seemed a little out of sorts and got on the phone speaking Spanish with her mother. Seeing her breathe harder and pale a bit, Valerie already had her phone out and ready to dial. “Honey... it’s me... of course, I’ll give Aidan a call right now. Do you need anything else right now?” She lifted a hand to call the waiter, asking for a cup of water and a cool cloth for Renata. Moving out of her seat and right next to Ren, she put her arm around her and took the phone away. “You can talk to her later... right now we need you to calm down, okay? Just breathe and look at me... that’s all.” Her phone in hand she dialed up Aidan and waited on him to answer. —— @aidankearney​

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tessa wayne‌ —

open starter for anyone to reply /// location: beach or somewhere near the beach

“Please tell me I’m not the only one that thinks seagulls are the fucking worst. I have no clue what their actual purpose is other than to be thieving bastards and annoying. I also say that as someone that grew up with these assholes in Santa Cruz. I should’ve moved to the midwest.”

“Aren’t they like the pigeons of the sea or something like that? Basically even larger rats that can fly?” Valerie shuddered and looked at the annoying flying things with disgust and contempt. “My first day here in Monterey they shit on me... it was the worst thing ever. I don’t know how in the hell people consider something like that good luck. Especially considering they ruined a three-thousand dollar blouse.” She shook her head and grabbed Tessa’s arm. “Umm no... the midwest is worse... they have hillbillies out there.”

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“What do you mean we’re not doing the In My Feelings challenge?” Valerie chuckled and tossed the kitchen hand towel at Tony. “We’re doing it... and you’re going first and we’re gonna make sure your whole family and the rest of the world see it.” She grinned wide, still on cloud 9 and happy as could be from recently returning home from their honeymoon. “Come on... sing the words with me... ‘Kiki, do you love me... are you down for me always’...” —— @t0nyhawthorne

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damon bishop‌ —

Damon smiled sitting across the table from his company for the afternoon, random lunches with Val always the highlight of any week. This time, he’d invited her to check out Lalla Oceanside Grill, a Mexican place he’d been wanting to check out over on Cannery Row. “So, how’s married life been treating you? Where did you spend your honeymoon? I mean, spare me the marriage bed details, just hit me with the highlights,” he teased, gulping down some beer before scooping up some guac and salsa on weirdly tinted blue chips. @valthornes

“Wait... you don’t don’t want bed details and just highlights or... what?” Valerie moved in on the chips and salsa next as soon as his hand was out of the way. “I wouldn’t tell you details anyway... Tony would not be happy with me and also I gotta be careful as future president and all. But don’t you worry... my sex life is good, Tony’s learned a lot since being with me.” She joked and grabbed for her beer to take a sip. “Since we can’t talk much about my sex life. Let’s talk about yours. Who ya giving it to Damon? What chicks are you putting in wheelchairs?”