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Carrie Harmon

Do I really need to grow up?

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a character in “Welcome to Adulthood”, as played by Bodoe

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|Name|Carrie Harmon



|Nickname|None



|Age|23



|Sexuality|Pansexual



|Gender|Female


|Stage of Adulthood|Entering


|Job|Waitress



|Face Claim|Chyler Leigh




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|Hair|Brown

|Eyes|Hazel


|Height and Weight|5’6 and 120Ibs



|In Depth|Carrie stands at 5’6 and, due to her fast metabolism, she has remained in the 120Ibs range for as long as she can remember. She has soothing hazel eyes and smooth brown hair that is usually either curled or up in a ponytail.




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|Personality|Carrie grew up with enough friends to keep her occupied and was always known as a little wild. Carrie is loyal to those close to her and would do anything she can to help those she loves. If she ever gets angry or sad she will rarely show it, usually hiding her true emotions with a smile. Carrie is scared of commitment because it’s yet another factor of having to grow up. Carrie loves to sing and is decent at the guitar but would love to perform with one of the other musically gifted tenants.


|Likes|

❤ Singing
❤ Guitar
❤ Dancing
❤ Alcohol
❤ Rain
❤ Winter
❤ Cuddling
❤ Parties
❤ Family

|Dislikes|

✘ Summer
✘ Heat
✘ Insects
✘Racists
✘ Xenophobes
✘ Rude people
✘ Unkempt people
✘Liars






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|History|
Carrie and her sister Alex grew up spoiled with loving parents. They were not spoiled in the way that they got everything they ever wanted, but they were spoiled with love and… well permissive parenting. Meaning their parents loved them but they lacked any rules or parenting. Plenty of curfew times were pushed back and even then they were broken with little punishment. Carrie would still get scolded from time to time but in the end that’s all there was. The longest period of time she was ever grounded for was a day, which was really supposed to be a week, but her dad couldn’t hold out. Carrie was (and still is, for all intents and purposes) a wild child. She did not worry about grades and instead partied, experimented, and made many friends. Her parent’s lack of punishment led to multiple car rides in a police car and countless phone calls home. Carries sister Alex, who is 5 years younger, is a different story. Alex studies, worries about boys, and dreams of one day living in a grand castle with her knight in shining armor.
Alex is not just Carries sister, but her best friend. They rarely fought as kids and when they got older Alex was always there to take care of her sister. Carrie would come home intoxicated or distraught and Alex would be there with a water bottle and a pillow and they would lay in Alex’s room watching movies or just talking. In return, Alex would come to her sister for advice on boys and anything else she had on her mind. Carrie kept Alex safe. Kept her away from alcohol and drugs and made sure her sister stayed focused on school. Carrie wanted to keep her sister innocent and on track to becoming successful.
Carries father passed away on Carries 17th birthday. He suffered from a massive Coronary and the doctors could not explain why. After that Carrie decided to settle down a bit. She still partied and lived her life, but took less risks and the cop car rides home stopped. Originally, Carrie had planned on living at home for as long as she could, but with her father’s passing, her mother struggled on payments. When Carrie turned 22 she decided she didn’t want to be a burden on her mother and she got a job as a waitress at a local bar and moved into an apartment, “Connection of Life”, and met some of the other tenants. One of the tenants was a girl named Jane. Jane reminded Carrie a lot of her sister Alex, and the two instantly became good friends. They moved in together as roommates. Carrie calls her sister every day and they spend time together on the weekends. With the extra money saved from moving in with Jane, Carrie takes her sister shopping once in a while to get her new clothes and such.




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So begins...

Carrie Harmon's Story

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Character Portrait: Jane Anderson Character Portrait: Fletcher Martin Character Portrait: Jaydon Anderson Character Portrait: Hayley Michelle Montgomery Character Portrait: Elisabeth Carter Character Portrait: Francesca Cavalcanti Character Portrait: Benjamin Masters Character Portrait: Stacy Cobb Character Portrait: Carrie Harmon Character Portrait: Seth Lucas Character Portrait: Gabriel Barron

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Come Join Us
This evening to the ball of the century. When you joined us here at Connection to Life our mission was to get you closer to the other tedents. So come out and meet and dance with the other people that live here. Who also call this place home.
When: May 5th
Where: In the Grand Ballroom
Why: To connect
Who: Guests in the hotel
RSVP? Not necessary
Please come out. We'd love you to connect with the others here.

Connection for Life

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Character Portrait: Jane Anderson Character Portrait: Fletcher Martin Character Portrait: Jaydon Anderson Character Portrait: Hayley Michelle Montgomery Character Portrait: Elisabeth Carter Character Portrait: Francesca Cavalcanti Character Portrait: Benjamin Masters Character Portrait: Stacy Cobb Character Portrait: Carrie Harmon Character Portrait: Seth Lucas Character Portrait: Gabriel Barron

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Hayley Montgomery
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Hayley had woken up at three in the morning because Beth was crying. She walked over to Beth's room and coddled her for a minute and she fell back asleep. Hayley walked back to her bedroom and was laying awake for a minute. Her life was difficult yes and had many bumps but oddly she loved it and has been very fortunate. She still wishes she had a way to contact Beth's father Jaydon Anderson her first and only love. She gave up on herself once she had Beth. That cutie has given many memories that were beyond beautiful she loved Beth with all her heart and Hayley doesn't care at all that she doesn't have life perfect like she wanted.

She eventually fell back asleep but at six in the morning Beth wanted to get up so she got up and put Beth in her play pen. She walked to the door, opened it and picked up the paper and saw a note. She read it while closing the door and picked up her cell phone, and dialed the front desk. "Hello connection to life front desk how may I help you?" "Hi I am a tenant and got your note on the event happening tonight. I wanted to know if you can bring young kids, like a three year old?" It was quiet for a minute and then she heard someone breathe. "Yes I just spoke to the manager he said you can. She smiled at Beth. "Thanks so much!"

She picked Beth up and brought her to Beth's high chair. "Did you want a waffle?" She smiled and saw the smile beaming on Beth's "Plwease mommy." She walked to the kitchen and made her a waffle and one for herself bringing it to the table. "Here you go sweetie." Hayley fed Beth until they were both finished and smiled. "Let's get dressed." She brought Beth to her room and changed her into a little checkered print skirt and a cute t-shirt. She then changed herself into a yellow skirt and a white blouse.

She then walked with Beth to the resteraunt that Hayley waitressed at. The resteraunt was across the street from her apartment. The owner's wife they live in the house beside the diner. The wife's owner has three kids and they watch Beth for Hayley all the time she works. It works great. She dropped off Beth and Hayley then began her job once she changed into her outfit.

She worked hard all day and was quite happy to know the day had ended and she could go home, cook dinner, and then get ready Beth and herself for this party. She picked Beth up and walked home. When they got home she put Beth into her play pen and Hayley walked towards the kitchen. She was exhausted maybe she should not go in the end. But it could be fun and she wanted to do it. So she looked through the fridge to see what she could make for dinner. She decided to make pasta. She had some pork so she fried that up and cooked some pasta noodles and put it together and put it on a plate for her and Beth. She fed the BBQ Pulled Pork Pasta to herself and Beth.

WHen they were finished they changed into their outfits for the dance. It was going to be late so luckily when the resteraunt owners wife watched her they let her nap long. She walked to Beth's room with her and changed her into her black and red little dress. She then put her into the playpen and turned on Scooby Doo. She had watched so much Barney, Caillou and Scooby Doo in her motherhood then even from when she was younger. She then got dressed herself into floral dress.

She put Beth into the stroller. She then walked to the elevator and went downstairs to the ballroom and noticed a few people had shown up she was a tad early but it wouldn't hurt. They expected at the entrance to see the key to your apartment. And they hold onto it till the end of the party or when you choose to leave. She walked over and sat down. Pushing Beth back and forth to keep her from fussing.

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Character Portrait: Hayley Montgomery Character Portrait: Jane Anderson Character Portrait: Fletcher Martin Character Portrait: Jaydon Anderson Character Portrait: Francesca Cavalcanti Character Portrait: Benjamin Masters Character Portrait: Carrie Harmon Character Portrait: Gabriel Barron

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"Well I mean I know some of them. They work at the same bar I work at. Also Jane's brother is a bartender there so I know him. Other than Jane and Jaydon though, I just haven't really spoken to any of them. I guess tonight is my chance you know?" Said Carrie as she finished doing her hair, she reached into the jewelry box and grabbed a pair of Jane's earrings. "Well are you enjoying your new place?" asked Alex, Carries sister, through the Skype call on Carries laptop, which was sitting on the bathroom counter facing Carrie. She fixed a few strands of hair and smoothed her dress. "I mean its nice living on my own. AND I showed you my bedroom, thanks to Jane and I living as roommates, we were able to afford a nice room with awesome bedrooms...there." said Carrie looking in the mirror, finally finished getting ready. She looked at her sister through the camera. "How do I look?" Carrie asked in an enthusiastic flirtatious way. Her sister laughed. "You look great sis." said Alex, looking up from her homework. "Well good. Oh I almost forgot! Shots!" Carrie rushed into her room with her laptop and placed it on the bed. "Jane already left to the party and she doesn't really even drink anyways. So you can sit there and keep me occupied while I pre-game a little." she said as she reached under her bed and grabbed her bottle of Absolut Ruby Red Vodka. She took a swig and scrunched her face. "Ugh. Burns." Her sister laughed as she finished her studies and closed her book. There were a few moments of silence as Carrie looked down at the letters on the bottle while her sister browsed through her phone. She looked up at Alex "So any boys?" Carrie asked with an inquisitive look. Alex looked up from her phone, smiled, and rolled her eyes. "Well there might be a guy.. but I don't know, I need to talk to you about it in person." Alex said blushing. Carrie gasped and nearly screamed in joy. "Next weekend! Ill take you shopping. I should be getting paid soon. We can make it a girls weekend!" Her sister laughed and nodded in agreement. "Sounds like a plan." Carrie took one more swig, making another face, and put the cap on the bottle. "Well I should get going. Got to socialize." Carrie said rolling her eyes. "Okay. Talk to you tomorrow?" Alex asked. "Of course!" Carrie said. "Hey." she said to her sister before ending the call. "Keep studying. Im proud of you." Alex smiled. "Love you." her sister said before ending the call. Carrie closed the laptop and made her way to the party.

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Carrie walked into the room and looked around. It was beautiful. She took a deep breath. She could already feel the vodka start to hit her. She was a lightweight. She spotted Jane, walked over, and plopped down next to her. She locked her arm with Jane's and laid her head on her shoulder. "You know. I am really really glad you're my friend. In fact. You are one of the greatest friends because I borrowed your earrings and I can trust, sincerely trust trust you'll forgive me and understand that I am a girl who still needs to buy a nice pair of earrings." said Carrie, not obnoxiously drunk, but obviously a little tipsy. She could hear Jane laugh. "Now if you'll excuse me. I am going to go grab a glass of wine and maybe find a nice girl or boy to flirt with." she said in a loud whisper to Jane. "Oh cute baby!" she said as she walked away to get a glass of wine. "Oh hey Jaydon!" Carrie exclaimed, giving him a quick hug before he walked back to his sister with drinks in his hand.

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Character Portrait: Jane Anderson Character Portrait: Jaydon Anderson Character Portrait: Hayley Michelle Montgomery Character Portrait: Carrie Harmon

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Before she could coo at the baby any more, her best friend and roommate locked arms with her, causing Jane to jump slightly from her seat in shock but them calmed down once she was who it was. Carrie layed her head on her shoulder and started to ramble on about how she was such a good friend because of a pair of earrings. Jane couldn't helps but laugh at her. She was obviously a bit tipsy. Jane could already see herself nursing Carrie in the morning as she suffered from a hangover. Though Jane didn't mind. Carrie would do the same for her...she hoped.

Jane ask started laughing as Carrie hugged Jaydon. Her twin brother wasn't really used to girls. Not since Haley he hadn't really dated much. Jane briefly wondered how Hayley was doing. She hadn't seen her in a while, since high school. Jane couldn't help but feel guilty. It was because of her that Jaydon hadn't stayed with Hayley. She glanced at her twin, who was just recovering from the hug. Jane knew he wondered about Hayley everyday. Though he'd never admit it.

Carrie came back with a drink in her hand. Jane sighed but still had a smile on her face as she rarely never did. "I though you were going to go flirt with someone, or something."

Jane turned her head back to the woman who was obviously the mother of the baby. She looked young. What shocked her even more that, after Jaydon sat her drink down next to her without her even noticing, he set down next to her. Jane raised an eyebrow at him, and he shrugged. Weird.

So she just went back to focusing on Carrie, and wondering if maybe she should go chat with a guy to. She hadn't the slightest idea how to flirt, but that's what Carrie was for.


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Jaydon gasped as soon as his sisters roommate hugged him. He wasn't used to this. He though about pushing her away, but he didn't want to upset Jane. She was the most important person in his life. Ever since he left her. No. No, Jaydon couldn't think about that. He didn't want to get bummed out.

Jane was too busy laughing at an obviously tipsy Carrie to notice the drink that was now set in her hand. He then turned to sit down next to some woman pushing a baby stroller. He wasn't really looking at her, though he was bored and wanted to talk to someone.

"Cute baby" he said, which he figured ever parent loved to hear. He gazed in the stroller, and couldn't help but smile. She was adorable. Jaydon felt something tug at his heart, but ignored it. It was just a little toddler. Why would he feel a connection to her at just one glance? "Sorry if my sis is being a bit loud. She's often like that. I know that better than anyone. we're twins.". He was rambling. He did that when he felt awkward about something. Jaydon felt himself blush, and looked away from her, or rather the little girl who he was watching, so neither would see his obvious blush.

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Character Portrait: Jane Anderson Character Portrait: Fletcher Martin Character Portrait: Carrie Harmon Character Portrait: Gabriel Barron

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Carrie was giggling and talking to Jane, resting her head on her shoulder as they both sipped their wine. "You should meet my sister next weekend considering you and I are like best friends and everything. She is probably going to stay at our place for a night if that's okay with you?"She asked Jane. Before Jane could even answer, the next song started to play and Carrie gasped. "The Twist!" Carrie exclaimed to Jane, as Chubby Checkers "The Twist" started to play. "Sip your wine, we are dancing." Carrie finished her glass and grabbed Jane's arm, leading her out to the dance floor. She danced with Jane and pointed towards the bar area where two handsome gentlemen stood. "Come on lets go dance with them. The brown eyed one is mine." Carrie said, patting her hair and fixing it up. She turned to Jane and did the same to her hair. "Okay lets go!" she said laughing and grabbing Jane's hand.

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Carrie approached the two men at the bar area, arm intertwined with Jane's. She cleared her voice. "Carrie Harmon. This is my friend Jane Anderson." she said, politely putting out her right hand, while keeping her left looped through Jane's arm.

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Character Portrait: Jane Anderson Character Portrait: Fletcher Martin Character Portrait: Jaydon Anderson Character Portrait: Hayley Michelle Montgomery Character Portrait: Carrie Harmon Character Portrait: Gabriel Barron

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Jaydon sucked in a breath, hopping she didn't notice his sudden paleness as he felt all the blood rush from his face. It was her. She was here. Here with him. She was literally in reaching distance from him after all these years. Nearly four years ago, on that day she told him that it was he who had gotten her pregnant. She had just found out, and Jaydon didn't know how far along she had been in the pregnancy, though he guessed pretty early since she still had her gorgeous figure. Now the kid...his kid...would be about three years old.

He suddenly felt dizzy. That means the baby he was looking at earlier was his daughter. He cursed at himself in his head, wanting to throw himself in from of a speeding semi-truck. What a horrible father! Many of nights he had layed awake, wondering where they were, if they were alright. Had Hayley kept the baby. Was his child a boy or a girl? Every time he would watch TV, whenever he saw a News story about a missing baby, he'd wonder if it was his. Every time he'd see a baby on TV, on magazines and in movies, he'd wonder if it were his.

He couldn't help himself. His legs shakily carried him over to the stroller, gazing in, not peaking but really looking. She looked just like Hayley. Beautiful. He wanted to reach a hand in, wondering if she would grab his finger, smile at him and he'd smile back. Then he'd pick her up, bounce her around and laugh loudly as she squealed with enjoyment. He'd rock her to bed, read her a story and kiss her goodnight. He'd wait with open arms as she ran into them, hugging him tightly and it would be the perfect moment in the world. He'd hold her while she cried, kiss her when she hurts, play with her when she was bored and protect her like a father should. He'd be the perfect father, just like he'd always pictured he'd be.

But he wasn't. Instead he just stood there, a hand hovering over the little girls head as it hesitated to pet her gently. He was no where near the perfect father.

"And this..." he was nearly in tears as he choked out his words. "This...She is...mine...w-what's her name?"




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Hayley! The Hayley. The one her brother got prego in high school. The one Jane knew Jaydon loved. The one's who's wedding with her brother she had planned out down to the last detail in a notebook which still lay under her bed. Jane nearly choked on her glass of wine, half from surprise, half from the bitter taste. Her eyes were wide at her brother, trying to yell at him though her eye's 'Don't mess this up, idiot!'

Jane turned back to Carrie, who suddenly started rambling on about her sister coming to visit. Jane didn't mind, she wanted to meet the girl anyway. Before she could answer. Carrie suddenly jumped up, squealing about dancing and looking for two guys to dance with. She dragged Jane to the bar, where two stood. Carrie claimed the one with brown eyes, but the one Jane's eyes landed on was the one with the blue one's.

Jane blushed, clenching tighter to Carrie for reassurance. He was cute. Really cute. Jane started to notice things wrong with her appearance. Her hair curled messily on the bottom, her dress puffed up slightly and not that she though about it, was actually pretty short. She blushed brighter. Why didn't she listen to Jaydon!?

Standing their silent must have looked odd. She took a deep breath, flattened out her dress and pressed her heels together.

"I-I-I'm Jane! Um, Hi..." God, she was such a nerd.

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Character Portrait: Jane Anderson Character Portrait: Fletcher Martin Character Portrait: Carrie Harmon Character Portrait: Gabriel Barron

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Fletcher bit his tongue at Gabriel criticisms of just about everything. There was a good man in Gabriel, Fletcher knew that, or at least he thought he did, but it just needed coaxing out. He took a sip from his beer, shrugging off the comment about his clothes, "It's ok Gabe, I don't dress for you so don't sweat it, and uh" Fletcher pointed to the ceiling, "Music. I know it's not Bach or whatever you people listen to at parties, but hey..." He looked around the room, getting his first proper look at the people who lived in the Connection besides himself and Gabriel."If you're that desperate for a decent Scotch, there's some in the apartment. And,"he turned to his flatmate, holding up a finger to silence his inevitable protestations,"If there is one thing I can match your expectations in, it's alcohol. I do listen and it's kind of my job to be good at finding alcohol."

From across the room, he saw two girls headed their way, one brunette and one blonde. He turned back to Gabriel, "Although you might wanna hold off on leaving just now," he said quietly.

The dark haired girl, Carrie, as she introduced herself, was definitely the more obviously confident of the two girls if her introduction was anything to go by. Direct and to the point, her hand held out. Whatever she was lacking, confidence most certainly wasn't it. Taste might be, since her attention seemed to be firmly on Gabriel. Figuring Carrie was a lost cause, he turned his attention to Jane. She was cute, and nervous. "Fletcher Martin," He introduced himself, shaking Carrie's floating hand though his attention soon returned to Jane, "Pleasure to meet you ladies," he smiled,"This schmuck is my roommate, Gabriel Barron," he nudged Gabriel's arm with his elbow, heavily hinting at his roommate to at least act sociable and talk to Carrie and Jane.

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Fletcher did have a gift for alcohol. It was a small spark of light at the end of a dismal party. As the start of "The Twist" began, he could feel his veins revolt in his head, pounding to get out. "Anything to get out of here," he groaned. A night of Netflix was preferable to this and nothing was quite worse than having nothing to brag about to his co-workers the next day. If he had to hear, one more time, about how Johnson met some girl in the VIP room of some new club, had some suspicious erotic misadventures all over New York and some how managed to return to work the next day as fresh as a daisy, he would throw Johnson out of the 31st floor window.

But his dreams were dashed with the sight of two women, sauntering over to them. He nodded to Fletcher. They were his class of women and what kind of friend would he be if he didn't play wing-man. Gabriel gave them both a wan smile. He took Carrie's hand and shook it firmly, like a business deal. "Pleased to met you both. My name is Gabriel Barron, of the...," No, he had to stop doing that. This wasn't the upper East Side. These weren't people of importance. "Uh... nevermind, I hope you're having a good time," She wasn't terrible to look at though she was a little loud, a little brash. Her eyes were so big, he felt consumed by them. Her friend, on the other hand, looked more like the girls he was used to; blonde and quiet. She looked like she could fit right into a society tea. His impression would inevitably change the moment she spoke. It usually did. Even he had to admit he had a terrible judge of character.

To avoid an actual conversation, he decided on the best course. Cringing slightly at the music, he turned to Carrie and said, "Care to dance?"

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Carrie noticed Jane blush and clench tighter against her when Fletcher shook their hands. Carrie really looked up to Jane. Jane was the responsible one and Carrie could go to her for anything. Jane was not afraid to call Carrie out on her shit and she loved that. She knew Jane was always looking out for her. Carrie had hoped to be Jane's wing-man tonight as that was the one and only thing Carrie was really useful for, but Gabriel had already asked her to dance. Carrie smiled, rubbed Jane's arm for good luck, and nodded. "I would love to." she said to Gabriel. Gabriel grabbed her hand and on their way out to the dance floor she whispered to Jane. "Go for it!" Fletcher didn't seem to notice. Carrie hated to leave Jane behind but knew she would be fine on her own.

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Oh crap, she said yes, he thought, now what? He cleared his throat and took her by the hand. By the time they reached the dance floor, the song mercifully ended. For a brief moment, there was silence and with a crooked smile he said, "So uh... live around here?" He rolled his eyes, embarrassed for himself. "That's not what I mean," To make matters worse "The Chicken Dance" started to play. He looked towards the DJ and sneered, "Are you kidding me?" It was the last straw. It was like a personal hell having danced the "chicken dance" at countless weddings and galas with society wives and portly husbands doing their best impression at being carefree. Not again. "Play something else or I'll come over there and beat you with that cheap speaker," It was rare that he lost his temper but when he did, it often involved "The Chicken Dance".

"Excuse my behavior. I was raised better than that. I just... wanted something I could dance to," he tried to assure her. Her eyes were looking at him, all big and full of life. It unnerved him. He looked away, surveying the crowd as he slid a hand to the small of her back, leading her into a slow dance. "So do you like it here?" he sighed. It was so much easier uptown. It was always, "How was the Hamptons?", "Is your family well?" or if incredibly drunk, "Has your father died yet to leave you the inheritance you've nearly burned through already?"

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Character Portrait: Hayley Montgomery Character Portrait: Jane Anderson Character Portrait: Fletcher Martin Character Portrait: Jaydon Anderson Character Portrait: Hayley Michelle Montgomery Character Portrait: Francesca Cavalcanti Character Portrait: Benjamin Masters Character Portrait: Stacy Cobb Character Portrait: Carrie Harmon Character Portrait: Seth Lucas Character Portrait: Gabriel Barron

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Ben was alone once again after the girl and her child went off to see someone else. Unable to help himself he caught a part of their conversation. Wow, a bit more drama than expected on a night like this. The gentlemen he talked to earlier had asked one of the girls to dance. Quite daring Ben thought, but then again not everyone had two left feet like he did. Time to check on some of the food he had brought in. Approaching the table he saw an elderly man come of the dance floor with, what Ben hoped was, his daughter. The man took one of the wasabi meatballs in a casual manner. Ben looked on as the man's face turned red, or even a darker shade of purple as the wasabi did its work.

Ben walked over and padded the man on the back a bit. "I do believe there is a note that says the meatballs are a bit hot, maybe you should try one of the pizza's. Or perhaps a glass of milk to get rid of that spicy feeling? Ben himself took one of the meatballs as well, he didn't scare away from a bit of spicy food. Especially since he had a nice beer to go with it. The man walked to the bar with his daughter once again behind him. Someone is not enjoying the party very much...

He saw of all his dishes the croquettes were by far the most popular, half the plate was gone in just a few minutes. Looking around he saw one girl with a bunch of them on her napkin talking to, what Ben could only imagine was, the head chef of tonight. She will probably have some questions... Ben walked over to the two ladies. "Chef? I would just like to thank you, your food is absolutely amazing. Those meatballs..., very original. Most people don't use wasabi like that. The lady looked confused. "Meatballs with wasabi you say? Indeed a rare combination. I'm glad you like it, thank you for the compliments. Would you excuse me for a moment? I just want to check on my staff in the kitchen." A simple 'not at all' sent the chef on her way. Ben laughed as he thought of the awkward conversation that would be going on in the kitchen in a few moments.

He redirected his focus to the beautiful girl the chef had left behind. He took her hand and introduced himself. "Hi, my name is Ben, I'm from 105. Are you enjoying your evening so far? He waited for her reply while staring into her bright blue eyes.

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There was nothing like a rainy day in Manhattan. People bustling by with their collar high and their umbrella's chased away by the wind. Seth walked among them, no jacket and sleeves rolled up. The suits around him ignored him mostly, the odd one would glance his way and shake their head. Some probably thinking he was a homeless guy looking for some change. Not many people with a camera like mine though... He had been around the same block of buildings for about 4 hours snapping pictures wherever he could. He got some great ones too, better luck than the previous 3 days at least.

He was nearing the end of the day. He had been out here way longer than he had planned on. Thinking about it he actually had function to attend to in about 30 minutes. Thankfully it wouldn't take him long to get home, not with the metro anyway. He walked slowly, stopping every so many minutes when he saw something worth immortalizing. The Sun coming down made for some pretty nice colours on the buildings around him. The light pink glow on the brown marble just made it sparkle in a way that was breathtaking to see. Sure, he was a photographer for magazines and news papers, but there was nothing like shooting pictures of the big city. He felt more at home here than he ever had in the small town where he grew up.

As he walked down the stairs and into the waiting metro he thought about what he had to wear for tonight's party. His shirt was soaking wet, so it wasn't like he could just jump in like that. He would have to take a quick shower as well. If I don't hurry I'll miss the party completely... Not something he was eager to do. Of course it was different from his normal evenings of going to clubs and bars, but there might be some nice girls around. And maybe from a different calibre than the ones he normally met. Sure the models he usually met were nice, but it wasn't like you could take 'm to dinner. For them that meant a cigarette and a glass of water, not the romance you would like.

He half walked, half ran into the building. He twisted the key open apartment number 185. It was a reasonably sized apartment, especially since he lived their all by himself. There was a second room, but he used it as his dark room. With the money from his father plus his own income he could easily afford it. And somehow things were just easier without a second person in the place. Stepping out of the shower he walked over to his cupboard with the fancier clothes. He took out an Armani suit that he had bought last year. It had always been a request from his father that they had their 'shared glasses of whisky' while wearing suits. According to Seth it was always a meeting fro false pretences, just a way for his father to say that he was still in contact with his bastard son. In Seth's eyes it could have been much worse, sure he didn't love his father, but he didn't particularly hate him either. Albeit only with money, both Seth and his mother had always been supported. And the fact that none of them really spoke to the press was better for all of them.

Looking in the mirror he had to admit that he looked quite spiffy in the suit. The light grey matched nicely with the black shirt he wore underneath. He decided to skip the tie rack as he didn't want to come across as a total douche. He could not help himself and decided to take one of the other camera's from his collection. It was quite a bit smaller, but still more advanced than your regular kind. Maybe he could make some nice group pictures tonight. When he was younger he had collected group pictures from all the places he went to. Nearly every bar and every restaurant had been represented with one of his group pictures and he saved them all, maybe to make another book with after this one was finished. Although going to every bar and restaurant was worth like 30 years of work in this city, he seemed to be on the right way. He tried something new almost every night, even though like everyone he had his favourites.

He handed his key to the gentleman at the door and took in the room and the people in it. Busy would be an overstatement, but there was a decent amount of people around. Some had familiar faces like the old hag at the refreshment table, but some he had never seen before. He would make some pictures first, before he would sit down and meet others. Most obvious to spot was the young couple on the dance floor, Seth wondered how long they'd been together. He looked like one of those businessman Seth would see around Wall Street. She, for lack of a better term, looked gorgeous. Her dress was awesome, she definitely lit up the room. They were standing close together and Seth doubted if they even noticed the picture he just took of them.

Turning around he saw another set standing together. They did not look as comfortable as the dance floor couple. Actually the girl seemed familiar, probably seen in the hallway a some time or another. At least they now had a nice picture to commemorate the moment. He walked over to a couple with a small girl. The little girl set on her fathers lap. "Anyone ready for a picture?" Without waiting for an answer he clicked a couple of times before he went on. He saw a young guy and girl sitting together as well, apparently talking food. The girl was definitely worth capturing on camera, better looking than some of the models he knew. Turning his attention to the door he saw another girl just joined the party. She was wearing a red dress and didn't seem to know anyone either. He stepped over and for once did not click his camera first. "Hi, I'm Seth. Do you live here as well?"

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Character Portrait: Jane Anderson Character Portrait: Fletcher Martin Character Portrait: Jaydon Anderson Character Portrait: Hayley Michelle Montgomery Character Portrait: Francesca Cavalcanti Character Portrait: Benjamin Masters Character Portrait: Stacy Cobb Character Portrait: Carrie Harmon Character Portrait: Seth Lucas Character Portrait: Gabriel Barron Character Portrait: Evan Wales

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Bowling

Everyone has got to love bowling. So the lobby was turned to a bowling lane for tonights event. Burgers, hotdogs will be served with pop and beer. Everyone welcome young and old for the tendents. At Connection to Life we want everyone connected and getting well along.
Date: June Sixth
Time: 6:00 PM
Where: The Grand Room (Turned into bowling Lane now)
RSVP? No need just try to show up at 6 precise.

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Character Portrait: Hayley Montgomery Character Portrait: Jane Anderson Character Portrait: Fletcher Martin Character Portrait: Jaydon Anderson Character Portrait: Francesca Cavalcanti Character Portrait: Benjamin Masters Character Portrait: Stacy Cobb Character Portrait: Carrie Harmon Character Portrait: Seth Lucas Character Portrait: Gabriel Barron Character Portrait: Evan Wales Character Portrait: Madison Jameson

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Madison pulled up into the apartment parking lot with a sigh. She really didn't seem to understand why her parents got her this apartment and wanted her out so quickly. But she just shrugged it off and turned off the ignition before climbing out of the vehicle. The brunette glanced into the backseat, finding boxes among boxes of stuff to carry up those stairs. She lifted her hair into her hands and pulled it up into a messy bun before opening the back door to her vehicle. She reached for the first box and closed her car door with her hip and began to walk up to the sidewalk, then through the door, past the front desk, and up the stairs to the door of her apartment.

At that moment she had just noticed that there was an elevator she could have used and she shook her head a bit agitated. At least she knows for next time. The female set the box down on the ground and rummaged through her purse for the key to her apartment, finally finding it in the bottom of her purse. "I really need to put this on my key ring," she mumbled to herself as she slid the key into the hole and unlocked the door, giving it a slight push to open it up. She then bent her knees and lifted the box in her arms before stepping into the apartment. She smiled when she noticed there was already some furniture in the apartment, that her parents most likely had bought for her and put there. She set the box down on the couch and placed her purse down on the coffee table before stepping back out the door to grab another box.

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