F i r e for a Heart

Vanessa Maldette. fashion designer/model turned wanderer. twenty4.

[vanessa-maldette]

samaramin​:

Going out was the one thing that kept Sam feeling like he wasn’t entirely losing it just yet. Friday nights had become something he was looking forward to now, considering he actually had a small job to fill his days, rather than sticking to his usual habits that usually involved one of two things - being threatened by people he should not pick a fight with or a reunion with some of the officers at the police station who knew him a little too well at this point. Neither of these options were his favorite and yet, he couldn’t bring himself to care enough to change, especially not when a full weekend was ahead of him. With a few drinks already buzzing through him and a lazy grin plastered on his features as he called out for his friend, who very conveniently also happened to be the bartender for the night, to pour him another shot, he barely noticed that he brushed against one of the chairs nearby, causing it to shift rather loudly.  “Oh shit - fuck, sorry!” Samar scrambled when he realized he’d startled the girl and reached out to give her shoulder an apologetic squeeze. “Better look out where I’m going next time, huh? I didn’t mean to freak you out. You okay?”

Nessa was beginning to think she spent way too much time holed up making sure that her place looked incredibly perfect and pleasing to the eye--and in nature. SInce arriving in Redwood, she spent more time just wandering around, enjoying the sights and sounds and less interacting with people. Obviously, there shouldn’t be much surprise that she was startled by the noise, or by how loud and boisterous it got, but it dawned on her that she went into major hermit mode for her first month and it was definitely unlike her to do so. 

Her eyes widened at the man that held onto her shoulder, but it seemed more apologetic and for once she didn’t have to push a hand off or sneer. “It’s all good,” She let out a rather relieved sigh. “Me? I’m quite alright, just getting used to being out and about again,” She shook her head. “You alright?” She asked curiously. “Perhaps some water might help?” 

[vanessa-maldette]

landon-reid​:

Landon had looked over the texts sent between him and Sanem, sighing deeply. Would he apologize? Probably not. Not in the standard sense of apologies, anyway. If anything, he’d drop off some of her favorite desserts at the studio or maybe a six-pack. He wasn’t good at using the ‘sorry’ word. Coffee-colored eyes stayed focused on the phone screen, yelping as someone carrying a tray hurried past him. Hand fell to the woman’s shoulder, partially to stabilize himself. “Are you good?” he asked, looking down at her. Brows knitted as he recognized her face. Landon wasn’t one to get starstruck, but she was a big deal. “Vanessa Maldette. Hey,” he chuckled nervously, quickly removing his hand. “Didn’t mean to almost fall on you.”

Nessa was pretty instinctual in situations like this, there was a commotion behind her and then suddenly someone was touching her and her eyes flew wide as if to give the man a warning to get his hands off her before she used the closest thing to her as a weapon, but, he seemed just as surprised as she did. Her brow furrowed in confusion. “Yeah, I’m fine...” She trailed off curiously as her eyes darted from the hand on her shoulder, back to the man’s face with a confused stare. “Right, hi,” She chuckled awkwardly. “It’s quite alright, are you...okay? D’you need to sit and reorient yourself a bit? Not to sound horribly cliche, but you look as if you’ve seen a ghost.” 

[vanessa-maldette]

cassieherrera​:

Another Friday, another eccentric meeting. This latest meeting was about whether or not Cass would consider endorsing something that she was heavily against - bucket hats. There was a new millennial trend regarding the hat and as she was given the samples, all she could do was cringe. Thankful for her manager being at her side during the meeting, they were able to negotiate her presence being involved in the campaign but only if she was pictured in a beret, it had to be an expansive hat collection that had a myriad of hats, didn’t it? By the end, as soon as the potential client agreed Cass was ready to make a mad dash for the bar to get herself a mai tai. With a firm shake from the excited aspiring designer, Cass was soon granted that opportunity, walking a little too quickly past another patron whom she had a sense of de ja vu about. That accent…who did it belong to. Eyes shifting back to the woman, she gasped in delight. “Vanessa? God what are the odds?” Cass said with a grin. 

Nessa truly wasn’t sure why she was so jumpy around a sudden loud noise. Perhaps it had been because of the fact that she spent the first few weeks wandering around nature, taking in the silence, that she had forgotten what the sounds of a typical Friday night sounded like. However, here, it felt exhilarating, she felt alive, and, she didn’t have to worry about being hunted down by paparazzi any time soon. At the sound of the familiar voice nearby, Nessa whipped around and gasped excitedly. “Cassie!!! Oh my god!!!” She squealed. “How are you? It’s been so long! Here, have a seat,” She carefully pulled the chair out for the fellow brunette. 

[vanessa-maldette]

angel-emmerson​:

“Ahh shit, Kenny you know this is my favorite!” Ángel was already bobbing his head as he walked into the bar, the bartender having changed the song on the speakers to Bad Bunny when he saw him walking in. He had been in such a better mood lately and on Friday night he was just trying to have a few drinks and a good time before he took his ass home. “Oh shit, sorry, was I loud?” He gave the woman an apologetic look as he took a seat two seats down from her and greeted the bartender before he sang along to the lyrics some more. “You like Bad Bunny? That’s my man, like half the shit he’s saying is mad X rated but the way he says it? Amazing. Got all these white kids singing about eating ass,” he added through his laughter, the bartender laughing with him. “Anyway, sorry to disturb your peace, I know my bigass can be ten times too loud.”

Nessa was definitely amused by the rather boisterous man that was a few seats away from her. It had been a while since she had really seen such commotion in a bar like that and in fact, it made her feel more at home. “Don’t worry about it,” Nessa called out to him. “It’s been a while since I’ve been around really loud noises,” She chuckled as she nodded her head to the music. Bad Bunny, and one of her many favorites that she’d blast while getting ready for an event. “Oh my gosh, absolutely! I literally always listen to his music when I’m getting ready. He’s actually quite lovely in person, too, I had the honor to design one of his fits a while ago,” She excitedly rambled and nearly spat out her drink at his remark. “It’s funnier ‘cos they have zero idea of what he’s saying and I don’t have the heart to translate for them,” She laughed, shaking her head. “Don’t be sorry at all, makes me feel a bit more at home now. I’m Vanessa,” She offered to both the man and the bartender. 

[vanessa-maldette]

location: Anchor Management

open to: everyone

@redwoodstarter​

Vanessa loved going out on a Friday night and tonight was no different. Here she was dressed perfectly for a night out, sipping her martini, her hazel eyes darting around and watching everyone interact with each other. She truly enjoyed the allure of a small town rather than dealing with the fast-paced hustle and bustle of a big city. If she were still at home in Santa Monica, she was sure she’d be purposely taking long to avoid the long lines to the bars or a club. This, this was bliss to her. Going to carefully reach over for a menu, she was startled by a noise behind her only to see that someone was just walking past. “Bloody hell,” She breathed out a sigh of relief, putting a hand to her chest. 

[sophanor]

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