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❝ LOOK AT YOU KIDS, YOU KNOW YOU’RE THE ( COOLEST ). THE WORLD IS Y O U R S AND YOU CAN’T REFUSE IT. SEEN SO MUCH YOU COULD GET THE BLUES B U T THAT DON’T MEAN THAT YOU SHOULD ABUSE IT. — THOUGH IT’S ENOUGH JUST TO MAKE YOU GO CRAZY, ( CRAZY ), C R A Z Y. I KNOW, IT’S ENOUGH JUST TO MAKE YOU GO CRAZY. °✧
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#face tag.#there's a reason ray rhymes with gay#and this is it#this is the reason#i am gay and shaking in my boots
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SIENNA :
‘‘—Umm..’‘ the stutter in their voice was loud and clear as they hadn’t expected for someone to randomly talk to them, as their music had pretty much been blasting through their headphones. Finally getting rid of those, making sure the other knew they hadn’t exactly heard everything at first, now they pulled them out from under red thick curls, they parted their cherry lips. ‘‘-I can’t remember the last time I actually was in a grocery store, but if it helps you out, sweetheart, I’m down? I mean - you don’t know me, right? This is you asking, as a total stranger, another stranger out to go grocery shopping, right? Because I’m sure I haven’t met you before - and I wouldn’t forget such a pretty face like yours, that’s for sure.’‘ Biased over the fact they didn’t got asked out for a hookup or go clubbing, but grocery shopping instead, they gave a soft chuckle. ‘‘Sienna is the name my parents gave me - I can accompany you - although I wouldn’t mind any cute nicknames either.’‘
perhaps she herself should have thought about how weird it would be if a stranger just randomly comes up and ask her to go do grocery shopping with them. —her reaction wouldn’t have been a good one, and she probably wouldn’t even say yes. she couldn’t help the small wince that made its way onto her features as she shifted her weight between her feet, her teeth worrying the flesh of her bottom lip as she listened to her own bizarre idea request being repeated back at her. “ yeah...i know this sounds pretty bad, but i can assure you i’m not like a serial killer or anything, but even if i am, i’m pretty sure you could take me down pretty easily. ” —it was difficult to not get flustered under the gaze of the gorgeous stranger she’d found herself subtly checking out, especially when she’d mentioned her having a pretty face.—with her best afford, she forced down the color that threatened to rise to her cheek and reacher her right hand out, offering it to them with a small smile around her words. “ i’m julia, or jules, if you’d like. —would you mind if i call you red ?? i mean it’s not as cute as it is obvious, but...yeah. ”
#chat tag.#sienna tag.#lsn....#she is panicking#she panics around hot ppl it's not her fault oK#i mEAN LOOK AT SIENNA DAMN#also red ?? red i like
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“ look, i’m not saying you would definitely benefit from accompanying me to the store, but i’m just saying i have a car and you don’t have to carry your grocery all the way back home. “ — she had to admit that it was one of the stranger things she’d done, asking the first person she’d ran into to go grocery shopping with her —but she was desperate, alright ??. the last few times she’d went to the store alone hadn’t go all that well. who knew that they’d be this many kinds of pasta and who knew she would have a damn near panic attack trying to pick out just one ?? ( she was a goddamn adult, she took care of children for a living, she should be able to do this, for god’s sake. ) — ” it’s a win-win. let’s just pretend this is not weird and get in the car, please ?? ”
#vcv: starter#why YES julia this is definitely weird#i honestly don't know what this is but i'd love you 5ever if u'd just roll with it thank u ??
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JULIET :
Juliet had been comfortably seated at a small cafe table engulfing herself in the aroma of coffee. Her eyes had been skimming a book of poetics when she noticed the drink she had been sipping on was in fact not hers. “Oh right…” The french-Canadian sighed to herself remembering she had actually ordered tea..and the name written on her cup was not even a rhyme to her own. Not that Juliet rhymed fluidly with anything that would jump to mind. “Pardon?” The artist ruffled out of her seat recognizing the person who had been in line before her. Apologetically she warmed a smile, “I believe I’ve been sipping on your drink.–” She didn’t want the person to be upset with the barista not getting the order right, when it had been Juliet’s absent-mind who grabbed it. “Please, I can purchase you another.”
“ —sorry ?? “ julia pulled one of her headphones out as she felt the other’s presence, the words she’d spoken was drowned out by the music in her ears at that time. her lips were starting to open up to ask if she could offer the other any help when she noticed her eyes on the drink set on top of the table in front of her. “oh. oh, this must be yours. ” she scrambled to put the laptop on her lap away and pushed herself up so she could come face to face with the stranger. “ god, i’m so, so sorry. I thought it said ‘julia’ on the cup. —there’s no need to get me another one, really. I should be the one getting you a drink. it was me who thought this was mine, after all. ”
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LENI :
“Do you always make it a habit to stay in bars until the sun comes up?” Leni intruded the others space by picking a napkin up off of the floor at their feet. The tone of their voice had been dry from a lunch time scotch they had consumed over a work meeting. This person was a distraction, just laid out on a chair while Leni had previously been seated adjacent discussing professional matters. “Rough night?” They spoke again before walking over to the bar and ordering a mimosa. The brunette was curious by nature.
“ not particularly. ” she said with a soft groan as she pushed herself up straighter on the seat, eyes squinting as she tried to focus on the other’s face. “ i try to make it a habit to never drive home drunk, and it’s been taking a little long for me to sober up, that’s all. ” —in truth, she wasn’t even sure she was sober, what was with the room still spinning and the lights still making her want to dry heave onto the floor. god, she could feel her face heated up at that particular thought, hoping, no—praying, that the other couldn’t tell that from just looking at her face. “ not really. i just don’t drink often enough for my body to get used to it, is all. ”
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CELESTE:
The usual. A cutom fitted, women’s suit fit to the woman’s petite frame. A bulky, silver watch hugged the wrist that connected to her well manicured hands. Their scent was a “warm vanilla” according to the bottle of lotion in the bottom of her purse. And to tip off the look, was her signature black finger nails, cut just above the nail bed line. Those nails tapped against the wood of the bar top. “Okay if we’re going to play twenty questions let’s at least make these interesting. Theoretically speaking, of course, say you have a hit list. Who is your first person on it and why?” Maybe her brain had been wired wrong from the get-go,(a fair assumption) but the new topic of conversation was far more intriguing than small talk. Fingers pressed firmly around a cool glass, spinning the liquid in a slow swirl as she awaited an answer with curisotiy. “Don’t be shy. Give me the dirt.”
a small grimace made a quick pass over her features for a brief, barely noticeable moment. — strange conversation in bars was no stranger to the blonde, but this particular topic, a question she’d been asked still managed to catch her by surprise. —setting her glass of coke down on top of the bar, julia cleared her throat and turned slightly to face the woman next to her, pondering the answers with her lips pursed to the side. “ the first person on my hit list would definitely be...trump. that’s kinda obvious though, isn’t it ?? i don’t think i even need to explain why. ” her lips curled down in a small frown as she paused to take a sip of her drink “ what about you, who would be the first person on your hit list ?? ”
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‘sup kids !! i’m ray, the human form of the 💯 emoji and this is my bby JULES pls shower her ( and me ) with hella lots of love alright ?? alright, pce out girl scouts !!
— is that ELIZABETH OLSEN? no, that's JULIA MONTGOMERY, a 26 year old KINDERGARTEN TEACHER who resides in EAST VANCOUVER. they have spent 8 MONTHS in vancouver, having moved here from SAN FRANCISCO, USA. people know them as EXUBERANT and AMIABLE but they can be JUDGMENTAL and OBSTINATE. word of mouth is that they identify as CIS-FEMALE and are BISEXUAL.
pls find out more about her under the cut !!
––– A B O U T
julia jeanne montgomery, often goes by jules, was born in vancouver, canada and raised in san francisco, california. she’d returned to vancouver for the first time since she was barely one year old and has been here for 8 months. she is currently teaching at the local kindergarten school.
she is the youngest child out of three children, with two older siblings (possible connections, y’all), both of whom she has an incredibly close relationship with.
but with her parents? well not so much, at least not with her father. he was once a legendary canadian ice hockey player who turned into an alcoholic post retirement. shortly after her birth, her parents had a big fight that led to their separation, and her mother had decided to bring all her children back to her home country.
she wasn’t old enough to understand the divorce when it’d happened, but she’d grown up watching her mother struggle to raise three children all by herself, teaching at a public school and making just barely enough money to make ends meet.
so she’d spent 20 something years of her life avoiding the conversation topic about her father, and even going so far as to pretend he doesn’t exist on some occasions. —and it was not until a year ago that he’d finally reached out to her and her siblings, claiming he’s changed and ready to be a part of the family again.
naturally, she’d ignored his attempt to reconnect at first, feeling that what he’d done and didn’t do was too much for it to be forgotten overnight. (she hold grudges like nobody else ok, this girl istg.)
much to her surprise (and dismay), the rest of the family are actually open to the idea of letting him in again. and because jules is the baby of the family and got to spend time with her father the least, they’ve encouraged her to talk to him more and more, and eventually got her to agree to moving to vancouver in attempt for them to reconcile.
jules is usually affable, quick to laugh, easy to smile. she’s generally good natured and enjoys a good conversation between friends. however, she is considerably quick to judge and will stand strongly by her opinion even though she might be proven wrong.
––– C O N N E C T I O N S
SIBLINGS: two older bro/sis, pretty self explanatory. she’s pretty close with both of them so this is going to be v. cool yo.
NEIGHBOR(S): a person/people living in her building or in the same neighborhood. so HMU if your bby is in east vancouver !!
FATHER FIGURE: lsn....yo girl jules here’s got a daddy issue the size of alaska ok. she needs a positive older male figure to guide her through the mess that is life.
GOOD INFLUENCE(S):
BAD INFLUENCE(S):
SOMEONE SHE MEETS AT THE ICE RINK OFTEN:
HER STUDENT’S PARENT(S):
UNLIKELY FRIENDS:
LITERALLY. EVERY. SINGLE. THING. y’all i’m so bad with coming up with this, if you have any ideas of if there’s any connections of yours that need filling, feel free to let me know, ok ?? OR we could also brainstorm it out, that’d be hella fun. ok that’s it for me thank u love u baiii <3
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