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olive paloma

"you're looking for salvation in the secular age, but girl i'm not your savior"

0 · 447 views · located in Mountain Brook

a character in “More Sinned Against”, as played by BurningDark

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age: seventeen
sexuality: heterosexual
birthday: november 13th (scorpio)
occupation: student, gov't intern
hexcode: #965807xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxdo i wanna know?xx||xx she's thunderstormsxx ||xx girls


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secrets:
β–· slept her way into an internship with the local government
β–· has a fear of commitment; sleeps around
β–· was the 'replacement child' after her older brother died



likes
β–» alternative music
β–» playing guitar
β–» running
β–» science
β–» politics
β–» being the center of attention
β–» public speaking
β–» reptiles
β–» getting her hands dirty
β–» standardized tests
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dislikes
β–» wearing makeup
β–» hurting peoples' feelings
β–» romance movies / novels
β–» history classes
β–» boredom
β–» rodents
β–» group sports
β–» sugary foods and candy
β–» large bodies of water
β–» windy days















quirks
β–Ί loves snakes; one of her dream
jobs is herpetology
β–Ί can learn a song on the guitar
just by listening to it
β–Ί has a very strong stomach
fears
β–Ί drowning
β–Ί that she is incapable of love
β–Ί failure
β–Ί losing her job / internship bc
people think she's not actually smart










do i wanna know? if this feeling flows both ways, cause baby we both know

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the nights were mainly made for saying things that you can't say tomorrowappearance:
olive is a natural beauty. she inherited her mother's soft eyes and dark hair, and her father's strong jawline and full lips. she stands at an intimidating height of 5' 8", and has long, slender legs, well-muscled from years of running track. she has a naturally fast metabolism, and strong bone structure- sharp cheekbones, prominent collarbones, defined shoulder blades. she takes meticulous care of her skin and rarely wears more makeup than mascara and concealer. olive has hazel eyes, framed by thick lashes. she has a narrow nose and her dad's full lips and jawline. olive also takes pride in her hair, keeping it long and usually curling it. however, when she focuses, she has a habit of sweeping it up in a bun or ponytail. she is very confident in her body and likes to wear bold colors. olive isn't interested in fashion, but she sticks to simple color palettes. she can pull just about anything off.
personality:
olive is passionate. she's ambitious and determined to get what she wants, no matter the cost. in academics, she's ruthlessly focused, and sure to do her very best in every class, no matter how mind-numbing. she's social and sweet, and loves being the center of attention. however, she's also a fierce leader, and her excellent communication skills and vision ensure that she can take charge and successfully execute a project of any scale. she is desperate for recognition, and being stuck in low-level positions or assigned to boring tasks drives her crazy. olive loves being responsible and trusted, and can often come off as a bit of a teacher's pet. she prioritizes success and is selfless to the point of sleep or food deprivation if it gets the job done. but olive is never one to complain. olive is incredibly social. she loves spending time around other people, and has a knack for making them feel loved. she's not quite a queen bee, but she's popular and well-known around town. she's been involved in all sorts of clubs, and is currently the vice president of student council. she loves to organize school events, and has a reputation for the best prom ideas. but she also has a reputation for being controlling and a perfectionist when it comes to these events, and anyone who's worked with her knows she has no tolerance for slackers. she's grown to be more tolerant of group projects, but if she wants a job done right, she knows to do it herself. she's clever and charismatic, and constantly proves that she's both beauty and brains.



Imagexxxolive has lived in mountain brook her entire life. her parents were high school sweethearts, prom king and queen, and they both went to college and settled down where they grew up to raise a child. their first, a little boy, was joyful and energetic, but when he was only four, he was playing in the street and was hit by a car.
xxxolive was the replacement.
xxxher parents were much more careful this time, and little olive never strayed far from home. her parents almost homeschooled her all the way through middle school, but when a new family moved to town and she became best friends with their son, they decided that she needed the social experience of a traditional school. so they tearfully sent olive away on her first day, and as the beaming little girl ran into the building they'd once walked, her parents imagined their little boy walking through those doors too.
xxxolive grew up with almost a sibling. elijah blythe, next door, often invited her out to play, asked for help on the math homework, and drew colorful designs on her driveway with chalk. he was the artsy one, the emotional one, and they were inseparable. they were the perfect small town couple, and the parents on the street sat on their porches and drank mimosas and murmured how perfect they'd be together.
xxxwhen they were thirteen, they sat on the driveway at midnight and elijah told olive that he had a big secret. he seemed to count every star in the sky for confidence before he told her that he liked boys. olive didn't see an issue with it- she liked boys too. she smiled a gap-toothed grin and they made a pinky promise to be best friends forever, no matter what.
xxxbut they were sucked into very different worlds in high school. olive still came to cheer him on at games, but his passion for sports often kept him in a different world than her academics-based lifestyle. after a debate club competition in junior year, she was approached by an attractive intern that worked under the mayor. he flattered her, told her that she could have a lucrative future in politics. she had had relationships in the past, short little flings with cute boys, but this college boy had a charm about him that she was curious about. they went and got milkshakes, and the promise of a shining letter of recommendation to the mayor himself had her wrapped around his finger.
xxxnext thing she knew, olive was sitting in city board meetings and applying to ivy leagues to further her prospective career in politics. it was a game, and olive knew how to play.

So begins...

olive paloma's Story

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Character Portrait: Karin Matsuo Character Portrait: Alex Roberts Character Portrait: Lyn Montgomery Character Portrait: Blu Jameson Character Portrait: Riley O'Hara Character Portrait: Elijah Blythe Character Portrait: Willow Greyson Character Portrait: olive paloma Character Portrait: Derrick Matsuo Character Portrait: marley east Character Portrait: Dan Hanson
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A week had passed since the party. An intense week. Cops had been conducting interviews and asking questions, questions that not everyone could answer. "Who were you with?" "What were you doing?" Some people had alibis. Some had alibis that they didn't want to give. There was too many secrets that went unspoken, that even the cops couldn't be trusted with. Everyone had a secret, something they were hiding.

And the secrets weren't going anywhere either. They didn't disappear when they weren't an active problem. They were always there. Lurking in the background. Even if they weren't active problems, sometimes they still needed to be dealt with or covered up... or ignored.

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Alex had a rare free afternoon to himself. His shifts had aligned in such a way that he finished after the lunch rush, and wasn't starting at the bar until 8. Part of him knew that he should go home, check on his parents, make sure they didn't have any more bills to pay. Or maybe he should answer some of his clients, arrange to meet them, earn the money to pay those bills. But after the week he'd just had, he just wanted to have some time to himself. And, well, to meet up with his friends. He was constantly on edge, waiting for that knock on the door, for him to be called aside at work, for somebody to stop him in the street. He'd thought about walking away from it all, changing his number, refusing to answer any calls from clients. Lie low. But he couldn't afford that. He didn't want to go back to taking every shift he could, running on four hours sleep every single night.

He sighed and sipped his iced coffee, running a hand through his still-damp hair. He'd gone to the pool for the first time in what felt like an age. It had felt so good to stretch those muscles again. And surprisingly, his many, many shifts at the coffee shop hadn't put him off coffee. Especially not iced coffee. Things weren't as good as they could be, but he was going to enjoy a rare afternoon off no matter what.

He picked up his phone and sent a few texts.

To: Derrick
Yo, man, I actually have an afternoon off work! Crazy, right? You around?

To: Elijah
Hey, dude, I'm off this afternoon if you want to come grab a coffee!

His thumb hovered over one contact name in particular, hesitating. He knew he shouldn't. He knew that their relationship wasn't healthy, that it messed with his head too much. But that didn't stop him from wanting to. Goddamn, having two sets of genes that increased his potential for addiction really messed him up. Honestly, it was surprising he wasn't more of a mess. He figured that not having time to breathe or think probably helped. He put down his phone and sighed, leaning back and looking around. It was then he spotted the cop across the street. His heart stopped for a moment as he swore the cop was looking at him. But then the cop moved on. He couldn't keep going like this. He wanted to scream, wanted to tell someone so they could help him. But how? How could he trust them, know they wouldn't go tell the police?

He picked up his phone again and had the text half written before he knew what he was doing. But when he realised, he didn't exactly try and stop himself.

To: Blu
You around?

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There was always one way that Lyn dealt with frustration. But no matter how much her body and brain wanted it, she sure as hell wasn't giving in to it. Instead, she went to the gym, trying to sweat it out as much as she could. After the night of the party, she'd been on edge. Everyone had. But now she felt like she couldn't ever relax, like she always had to glance over her shoulder. And more than ever, she just wanted to stop thinking, stop... worrying. It was getting harder than ever to stay sober.

She could see the guy on the treadmill beside her was trying to show off, so she ramped up the speed and turned up the sound on her headphones. She didn't want to have to think about anything besides the pounding of her feet, the beat of her favourite workout playlist. And when her lungs were screaming at her to stop, she slowed to a walk and got off the treadmill. She retrieved her bag and pulled on her hoodie. When she got out, she pulled out her phone and sent a few texts.

To: Riley
Hey, you around, babes?

She wanted to text Karin as well, but remembering exactly what had happened at the party, she hesitated. She wasn't entirely sure she could face her. She sighed and shoved her phone back in her bag, pulling her hair out of her pony tail and downing most of her water bottle. This was all too much for her to handle.

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Character Portrait: Karin Matsuo Character Portrait: Alex Roberts Character Portrait: Lyn Montgomery Character Portrait: Elijah Blythe Character Portrait: Willow Greyson Character Portrait: olive paloma Character Portrait: Derrick Matsuo Character Portrait: marley east
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The day started off as any other for Karin. She was up by 6am even though she'd fallen asleep at 3, rolled up a geourgeous blunt, smoked it, made some breakfast for her and Derrick despite cutting her finger, and went off to her only class for the day. The morning seem to go by in a fog as her mind was in a different place. It has been since the party.

After class, Karin made a couple of sales then stuck her headphones in and walked herself over to her favorite record store. She browsed for a little, more lost in her thoughts than actually reading titles. It got so bad that she ended up just staring at a queens album for like 3 minutes, spacing out. What eventually snapped her out of it was the absence of music in one ear when someone passed by and accidentally knocked one of her earbuds out.

On the walk home, Karin couldn't help but keep her eyes glued to the floor. Everytime someone looked at her it felt as if they knew what she knew. Needless to say, she was tense all the way home and felt a little gross.

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Steam rose while she stood in front of the bathroom mirror. The warmth felt nice on her bare skin but that nasty blemish of black and blue on the side of her neck was a horrid reminder in her eyes. Her fingers barely brushed over it as if it'll burn her if she did touch that part of skin. She wanted it gone already.

Suddenly there was a lump in her throat that she couldn't swallow. Everything was slowly crashing down on her after telling herself she was fine for a whole week. Memories from the accident had resurfaced after the party. Small hands gripped the sides of the sink, while her eyes pinched tightly closed. She didn't want to cry anymore. She was tired of it but her body refused to give her control over it. All she could do was cry and it frustrated her so much so that she ended up throwing a bottle and sitting under the shower.

It wasn't until she heard what sounded like Derrick call out to her that she then decided to get out. He startled her, enough to get a little jump outta her. Karin quickly composed herself, wrapping the towel around her. She splashed some cold water on her face before exiting to hide the puffiness under her eyes. Not wanting to worry him, Karin quickly went into her room. "Sorry, I was in the shower!" she called out, sparking up the other half of the blunt from this morning. A little pick-me-up and smokey courage to deal with everything right now.

Karin began applying her makeup when her eyes went wide, realizing she had left her clothes in the bathroom. In a hurry, she made another run for it before Derrick went in but almost smacked right into him instead. "Hey, there guy!" Recovery had been a success so Karin played it off and gave him her happiest smile and a peck on the cheek, trying to make it as quick as possible. She disappeared into the bathroom for a moment then disappeared back into her room.

Once dressed she chilled in her room with the window open, blowing smoke out into perfect O's while Derrick showered. A sigh escaped her lips. She wondered how her friends were or what they were getting themselves into. She saw E and Olive the other day, even Alex but for some reason, not Lyn. Was she avoiding her over what happened? Karin probably wouldn't know what to say to herself either. She stared at her name in the contacts, wanting to text her but if Lyn didn't reach out to her after all this, what makes her think she wanted to hang now?

"Hell no," she stated under her breath, pulling up a contact stored under the name of Darling dearest.

To: Darling dearest
Mars! You beautiful person you. What are you up to?

"Hey Rin, wanna watch some buffy?" Derrick poked his head into her room after knocking, making a little face at her. "Sure." She smirked, pushing herself off the bed and tossing out the roach, what was left of her blunt, out the window.





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Wiping the small collection of sweat from his eyebrows with the back of his hand, Derrick relished in the warmth of the afternoon sun. His clothes were a bit dirty, mostly his sweats with a mixture of sand, clay, and dirt from the baseball field. He finished teaching his small T-ball class of eight a half hour ago and until now, has been practicing with his boss, Tony. Tony is five years older than Derrick and took over for his father a couple of months ago. They didn't get along at first, having a bit of a disagreement in the way each of them taught but eventually, they peaced it out and learned how to get along.

Ricky also needed something to keep his mind off of the party. It was too much for him every time he came to the realization of what happened. It unnerved him to the core that his hands wouldn't stop shaking when it was his turn to bat. Eventually, he just focused on the ball so much that those feelings were pushed to the back of his mind for the time being.

"Damn, I didn't think you had it in you." Derrick laughed, stretching out his hand to a sitting, sweating and panting Tony. He laughed in between breaths and took Derrick's hand, getting to his feet. "You know me, I can't turn down a good challenge. Plus, you owe me a weeks worth of lunch now."

Derrick gave out a low chuckle and shook his head. "I still can't believe you ran the field seven times in under 3 minutes. You look like you popped a lung."

"Feels like I did." he laughed once more, slicking his sweaty blonde hair back and out of his face. "Speaking of food, you up for a burger?"

Derrick had already begun gathering his things and so was Tony. "Nah, not today. I'm feeling a little beat." he lied. "Alright then, take it easy. I'll see you Tuesdayday, you owe me food!" and with that Tony and Derrick went their separate ways. Truth was, Derrick didn't feel like going out at the moment. He just wanted to go home, see his sister and collect himself because now that he wasn't focusing on anything, everything was playing over in his mind and he found himself clenching and unclenching his fists on the walk home. He even froze at the sound of sirens blaring down the street, only when it passed did he breath again.

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Unlocking the front door, Derrick entered his house, took off his shoes at the door and went straight into the kitchen, grabbing a glass half filled with Arizona sweet tea. He rounded the corner out into the living room where he found the t.v on but no Karin. His brows furrowed a little in confusion but it wasn't totally uncommon for Karin to leave the t.v on while she did other things. "Karin, I'm home!" he shouted, hoping to hear a response from wherever she was in the house but it didn't come. Events of that night played in his head again, only for him to begin worrying and getting sweaty palms.

He let out a sigh and shook his head. She's fine, she's probably in the shower. And to pull him out of his thoughts on cue was his sister's voice, coming from upstairs. There was a sort of relief that came over him and his shoulder slumped a little, relaxing. "Sorry, I was in the shower!"

Finishing the juice in his cup, Derrick gave it a quick wash in the sink before jogging up all 27 steps. The first thing to hit him was the familiar sweet and pungent smell of weed mixed with soft perfume. Karin was buzzing about in her towel, in and out of the bathroom and her room with her little makeup bag and half a blunt hanging off her lips. "Hey there guy!" she exclaimed happily, quickly stopping in front of him and pushing up on her tippy-toes to peck him on the cheek and continue her running around. Derrick noticed the pink around her eyes and nose though but didn't say anything. She hasn't been feeling 100 since the party and he's sensed it.

"Going out?"
Derrick pushed the door to his door open, he never has it fully closed. "Not that I know of. I just wanted to dress up nice today." Karin shrugged, passing by his room and into hers. "Oh, and bathrooms yours."

Settling his things down, Derrick began stripping himself of anything that resided in his pockets including his watch and whistle. He picked out some clothes, and off he went into the bathroom to wash off the dirt and sweat. After that 20 minute shower give or take, he found himself lounging on the couch next to Karin. They were watching old re-runs of Buffy the vampire slayer, arguing over which was the better couple. "Really? Giles and Jenny were way cuter than Xander and Anya, no offense," she added, exaggerating an eye roll with a grin pulling at the ends of her lips.

"What? No. I-I just think they're cuter than four-eyes and snapped neck, no disrespect. " Karin faked a gasp and pulled her hand to her chest feigning offense. "You did not!" The both of them laughed it off and settled back into the show when Derrick's phone let out a ping. He pulled it out of his pocket and swiped his finger across the screen to unlock it. There was a text that he had half written out, earlier that day to Willow that he never sent and a new one from Alex. He instinctively tried to hide a small smile creeping across his lips, a friendly face was something he needed right now. That and getting out of the house.

To: Alex
How'd you pull that off? And yeah, coffee? Well... in my case, tea and coffee?

To: Sleeping Beauty
Hey there you! :p doing anything later on today?



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olive stepped into the sunshine, leaving the town hall behind with a sigh. she loved working in local government, but the countless meetings were grating on her nerves. with her anxiety peaking after the party, she was keeping a close eye on as many people as she could. the dark circles under her eyes were a sign of that effort.

she arched her back, working out some of the tension from sitting at a desk. she pulled her phone from her back pocket, checking her notifications. a few texts, couple notifications from various social medias. nothing worth replying to. she figured that a cool drink wouldn't hurt anything, and slipped in her earbuds, absentmindedly heading for the cafe.

everyone had been on edge after the party. it was crazy for something like a murder to happen in a town like mountain brook, and especially somewhere that had been a safe place for teenagers for generations now. she hadn't even been around when it happened. she walked a little faster, pulling her bag closer and wondering why she'd thought jeans would be a good idea on a summer day like this. she tucked a strand of dark hair behind her ear, glancing up to see the cafe growing nearer.

her heart skipped a beat.

alex roberts sat in front of the quaint shop, eyes on his phone. she hadn't seen him... since the party. well, she'd shut herself in and focused entirely on college searching and scholarship opportunities, but he was the one person who she didn't mind avoiding. she was tempted to ignore him entirely, get her drink, and leave, but there was no way they could miss each other.

"alex?" she called softly, quickly growing bolder. "can i sit here?" she asked, pulling out a chair and sitting regardless. "waiting for anyone?" she asked innocently, though the boy could easily take it as an attack. the cafe would be a very public place to argue, which would hopefully deter alex from starting anything.
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marley hated mountain brook.

he hadn't been here since last summer, when he came to stay with his aunt in late july. it was a tiny town, with almost nothing to do and barely any people that were more than vanilla. he'd been in a bad mood the whole time he'd been here- three days, four hours, and seventeen minutes now- and only the news of a murder had brought him from his room the entire visit. it was the most interesting thing that had happened here since it was founded, and there was no way marley was going to stay cooped up while something almost new-york-worthy was going on.

he was getting cabin fever anyway.

he glanced at his phone, scrolling through messages from new york friends until he saw one from karin. she'd been a summer fling a few years back, but had ended up being a reliable contact whenever he stayed the summer. his mouth twisted in a half-grin, quickly replying to the text.

doll:
not much, babe. mountain brook sucks ass.
unless you have something in mind to spice it up?


he wandered over to the closet, pulling his leather jacket off the hanger and slipping it over his shoulders. it was hot as hell outside, but beauty was pain. he'd considered getting a summer job somewhere, but he'd never gotten that bored and his parents' money had served him well enough for a summer.

maybe something interesting was happening around town. anything was better than these four walls.

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XXXXXXXRiley once again tried to get herself to play her guitar, her room too quiet without any music, but she couldn't get herself to play. It would still take Lyn a bit to get to Riley's house so she tried to figure out something to occupy her time. She realized she hadn't showered... recently. Too preoccupied with either distracting herself or her thoughts in general. So she got up from her bed, surprised there wasn't an imprint where she had been sitting the past few days and made her way to her bathroom. While she showered, she banished dark thoughts away by blasting rock music through her speaker. Some of the songs she knew how to play either all the way through or certain parts so she played some air guitar. It helped to cheer her up a bit before Lyn came over. She wasn't sure she really wanted Lyn to know what had happened that night. Not that Lyn didn't know what was going on in Riley's life that she didn't know about Elena, but... it might bring up questions that she wasn't sure she was ready to answer.

She had just exited the shower and pulled on some clothes--a mesh shouldered top and a pair of comply black shorts--when she heard banging on the door. Her phone buzzed on her bed and she grabbed it, checking the message as she walked. Seeing it was Lyn saying she was here, Riley rolled her eyes and tucked her phone in her back pocket as she opened the front door. "I can hear that," she said by way of greeting and giving Lyn a smoldering look paired with a smirk. She ran her fingers through her hair which was still dripping wet, staining the shoulders of her shirt. "Well come on in. You're no stranger here. In fact, I'm surprised I haven't given you a key."

She made her way back to her room and grabbed her towel in attempts to at least slightly dry her hair. "Thanks for coming over." She flopped onto her bed, the towel now dangling from her fingers. "It's been rough. And I've missed having you over here." She noticed Lyn was still clad in her work out gear which meant she came from the gym. At least she was still taking care of herself. Riley fought back a blush as she noticed Lyn's curves due to the tight clothing. Riley's feelings towards Lyn changed late middle school early high school. And ever since, she struggled with holding her best friend in that place. Some days it was a struggle to keep from flirting with her or just... kissing her.

But Lyn wasn't interested and Riley still valued their friendship. Still... she had to admit that Lyn was completely gorgeous.

She cleared her throat and looked to the ceiling. "So how was the gym?"




It took Alex a moment to glance up and notice Dan. Which made sense considering Dan has a talent for being unnoticeable most of the time. The young man was busy with his phone as well. Which might be nice if Dan had more friends... but talking with Alex wasn't a pity party. It was just the effects of the last few days on his mind. He shoved back the thoughts and smiled at his coworker/friend? and replied "No big deal," Then he pulled out a chair, "Mind if I sit for a bit? It'll be a little while before I have to be at work I was just heading over early..." to avoid my family he finished in his head. He wasn't about to tell Alex that. Wouldn't want to put his own personal baggage on others.

There was another girl with long dark and hair and deep brown skin. Olive maybe? She was talking to Alex who hadn't seemed to notice her yet. "Sure, you can sit. Olive, right?" Dan said, in attempts to be bold. Then he turned back to Alex again. "It's been kind of... boring without working with you. The others have very little personality." Which wasn't entirely true, but not entirely false either. "Hope you're not being over worked."

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xxx"never said that i would be your lover,
xxxnever said i would be your friend
xxxnever said that i would take no other
xxxbe your lover, never said."


He'd more or less missed Olive's arrival altogether, and once he noticed her, he wished he hadn't. It wasn't that he didn't like Olive. Their relationship hadn't been the worst he'd had. But the bad blood between them had affected their relationship, and it felt like it was slowly disintegrating into something ugly. So he put on a smile. "Hey Olive! Sorry, missed you there, everyone just seems to be showing up on me all at the same time. Just hanging with some friends, you know," he said, taking a sip out of his coffee. He made a gesture at Dan to sit down, there was plenty of space around the table even with everyone he was expecting.

He could hear someone behind him, but didn't pay too much attention to them until hands were over his eyes. And there was a moment of panic, fear that everything had caught up with him. And then a familiar voice chimed out, one that made him smile and laugh. "Blu, you're a dick," he said, pulling the other boy's hands away from his face and getting to his face. "Oh my gosh, you look good!" He remarked. Blu's femininity had never been an issue for him. It was just a part of him. And besides, Alex never felt like he was in a position to judge anyone. "Blu, you know Dan and.. Olive, right?" He asked, it suddenly striking him what a strange situation it was. His ex and... whatever the hell him and Blu were. Christ, why couldn't any of his relationships be straightforward?

He sat down and patted the spot next to him for Blu to sit. "So, what have y'all been up to? Seems like it's been way too long since I actually hung out with anyone, you know what it's like," he said with an eyeroll.

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"You know you love me Lex, and yeah? I'm not sure I've met Olive, but I know Dan, you work at the theater with Alex right?," he asked with a smile. His brown eyes focusing on the male as he plopped down next to Alex. He'd look over at Olive, and look her up and down. Not the best, but if Alex was into her she was pretty...enough. He shook his head slightly before mentally beating himself up over judging her. He wasn't necessarily that person anymore, he wasn't going to be remembered like that. Holding a finger up to Dan before quickly getting up and ordering a drink, paying, then sitting back down. He'd look at the trio and feel his phone buzz.

To: LynLyn
i will ;)

He'd quickly text back before he'd idly look around. "I've been up to tons! Serving looks, getting better at my whole musical obsession. Got the whole part of Lafayette in Guns and Ships from Hamilton down pat. I hope the school does a different type of play this year....we need CLASSICS I'm tired of the no-name type shit we get every year. Mrs. Reyes and I will absolutely FIGHT,"
he ranted on before he would smile a bit. He'd shrug, few things he was passionate about. Fashion and Musical Theater were in the top two of that category. Sue him. There was something about being the center of attention, getting the lead role. It was immense pressure, but it was such a good type of pressure. He lived for that, and fashion had always been for him. Getting those stares and ogling eyes from men, and women alike. He lived to be a sight for sore eyes.

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Character Portrait: Alex Roberts Character Portrait: Lyn Montgomery Character Portrait: Blu Jameson Character Portrait: Riley O'Hara Character Portrait: olive paloma Character Portrait: Derrick Matsuo Character Portrait: Dan Hanson
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xxALEXxROBERTS
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xxlocation: coffee shopxxxxxxxoutfit: here

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xxx"never said that i would be your lover,
xxxnever said i would be your friend
xxxnever said that i would take no other
xxxbe your lover, never said."


Blu's gushing just made Alex smile despite himself. There was days when all Alex could see was the boy that had made his life hell, had laughed at his out-of-fashion clothes, had made Alex feel like he stood out far too much. And then there were days like this, when Alex was reminded of why their relationship was what it was. He liked people with enthusiasm, and it seeped out of Blu's every pore.

"Oh god, I'm glad I've finally escaped her constant pestering to get me to audition for something." he mused, sipping his coffee. "Alex, dah-ling, you'd make a truly wonderful Gaston!" He mimicked her attempts to get him to audition. "And somebody only added to it in my senior year. Almost like somebody let slip I have a half-decent singing voice," He remarked with a pointed look at Blu, raising an eyebrow. It had only been at the end of his junior year that Alex had the guts to stand up to Blu. That had resulted in them hooking up at a party. And, well, the rest was kind of history.

He smiled at Dan as he said that his brother was in town. "Oh man, that's awesome! The sadness of being an only kid, I'm all I got," he said with a shrug. "Still, guess I never had to share anything," he added. He wasn't going to say he didn't have to endure hand-me-downs, because most of his wardrobe had consisted of charity shop offcasts for years. He wasn't going to bring that up though. He fired off a quick text.

To: Derrick
yooo man where are you?? imma be back at work by the time you get here :P




LYNxMONTGOMERY
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location: riley's housexxxxxxxxxxxxoutfit: here

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xxx"this is how it ends,
xxxi feel the chemicals burn in my bloodstream
xxxfading out again
xxxso tell me when it kicks in."


Riley's comment asking if she was okay took Lyn aback a little, and it took her a minute to recover. She knew that Riley knew she used drugs, but her friend had no idea of how bad it had gotten, of how bad she had gotten. She smiled and shrugged a little. "Don't you worry about me, babes. I was just showing off to the gymbros, you know? I promise I don't make a habit of it. And after the past couple of weeks, I just had some stuff to work through as well. I'm fine. Promise," she said with a smile.

Her smile only grew as she watched and listened to Riley playing the guitar. Acoustic music wasn't her thing- she like stuff she could run to, stuff with a beat, stuff she could dance to to keep her heart rate up. But watching Riley play- she was reminded of how she'd first fallen for her. She nodded as Riley asked her. "It's awesome. Seriously, you're so talented. I picked up a guitar once and the strings broke. Literally, all of them. At once." She said with a laugh and a shrug. The mention of Derrick made her stomach clench a little, and it only tightened at the mention of Karin. But she covered it with a shrug. "Doesn't sound like a bad idea. But it's up to you, it's your house." Her stomach rumbled a little. "As long as there's food involved," she added with a laugh.