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sahrademir · 11 days

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An overexaggerated, exasperated sigh left Sahra's lips when River said she was fucked. Head tilting back as she slumped further in her chair, Sahra reached for her drink and took a sip through the straw she'd had the foresight to add to her glass of wine. "You know, faking my own death and starting over doesn't sound half bad. If anyone in my family could keep a secret it'd be the way to go but unfortunately my mom has the biggest mouth ever and she'd blab in a heartbeat." Chuckling quietly, Sahra closed her eyes for a moment as a wave of sadness washed over her. What she wouldn't give to erase her current life and start over. But she couldn't do that, so she had to press on.

Reopening her eyes and straightening up, Sahra leaned in and watched River's screen as she scrolled through the Google search, a sigh of relief leaving her as she took a bite from a new mozzarella stick. "So it's absolutely a 'forget about it unless they call' kind of thing. I can handle that." Nodding, she finished off the mozzarella stick and her glass of wine before ordering another glass from the bartender as they passed. "If you were going to help me start a new life, what would you name me?" With a raised brow, Sahra turned her attention back to River, curious and ready to think about something- anything- other than the way her heart lay shattered in her chest. ( @riverwclker )

when it came to the current situation sahra was explaining to her , river can't help but give a laugh that she at least attempts to choke the sound out by taking a swig from her beer bottle. ❛ mate , you're fucked , ❜ river begins casually , a grin curling upward at the corners of her lips , ❛ you might have to fake your own death. get a new name and everything. ❜ a joke , of course. river will always be a helpful , encouraging , and thoughtful person ... she just needs to raz her friends first. ❛ let's see if we can find some answers , shall we ? ❜ elbows on the table and pulling out her iphone she brings up google , swiftly typing in something along the lines in the search engine of ' what happens when you move to a different country don't update your address then get called for jury duty ? ' after a few moments of scrolling and sifting few a through articles , river gives a shrug. ❛ actually. it looks like the government doesn't give a shit. if they get ahold of you , you just tell them you moved , show them your lease or deed and they'll find someone else. ❜ setting the phone down and looking toward the dark - haired woman with a slight pout. ❛ that was anticlimactic. i really thought i was going to have to help you start a whole new life. ❜

#c: river #c

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sahrademir · 11 days

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The universe sure had been putting her through the ringer lately. The move across the country had lost half of her things (though she'd found out they were in some warehouse in Atlanta of all places), the relationship she'd thought would carry her through the end of her life ended abruptly, and come to find out- her ex fiancé was now married and his wife was pregnant. The cherry on top of the crap sundae that was her life was the jury subpoena. In the grand scheme of things it was barely a blip, but added on top of everything she'd been trying to hold in? It could very well be the straw the breaks the camel's back.

However, it seemed the gods were possibly having a change of heart and throwing her somewhat of a bone as the man she'd sat next to turned out to be an attorney. "I love when all of my legal advice begins with 'fuck it'." She mused, turning on her stool to face him. "So what you're saying is if I choose not to fly across the country and back to the city that broke my heart, I won't have a warrant out for my arrest? Because they won't miss me?" ( @alex-caldwell )

After an... interesting day at work, Alex had called his babysitter and asked them to stay a little longer, just so he could have some much needed time to decompress. He was, as was typical these days, nursing a beer and sitting in relative silence. Oh, if the Alex of last year could see him now... The voice of another took him out of his mostly aimless thoughts, and he couldn't help but laugh. It was just like the universe to plop him down beside someone asking a question that almost immediately put him back into working mode.

"I should preface this by saying that although I am a lawyer, I am not currently providing you counsel or formal legal advice so... fuck it." He raised a shoulder in a shrug, then continued. "I'll be honest, lots of people don't show. But when I'm focused on trying a case, I'm paying a lot more attention to the people who do show than the people who don't."

#c: alex #c #this is your old fc bc i'm slow af #i'm sorry

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sahrademir · 18 days

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Sahra raised an eyebrow as his suggestion, biting down on the inside of her lower lip in an attempt to keep herself from laughing. "As much as I think that would actually work... I'm not really one for tempting fate, you know? One minute I'm telling some poor clerk of court that Sahra Demir died in her prime and the next minute I'm actually getting Final Destinationed driving to the beach or something." She mused, finishing off her glass of wine. "So I'm gonna go ahead and learn from your mistake there." Her amusement vanished, however, when he asked about her employment status. Her show, her livelihood, her dream had been taken from her when her fiancé threw their nearly decade long relationship out the window without so much as a warning. But he didn't know any of that.

Sucking in a shaky breath, Sahra took a bite out of a mozzarella stick and shook her head. "Unfortunately I've found myself unemployed for the first time in... a while." A forlorn chuckle left her lips, but she did her best to hold it together. "I was kinda hoping if I just ignored it, it'd go away? They subpoena a whole lot of people only to dismiss over half of them, right? So they won't miss one measly lady... right?" ( @coltonatwater )

"You could always respond with that you're dead. I've used that one before but it did somehow catch up to me," he added as an afterthought when his head caught up to the rest of him that was speaking out. He'd gotten called and reported his own death, which had led to some trouble later when he needed to be alive again for other litigious reasons. It was also a time in his life when he had to rely on his parents and their connections to get out of it, which he did not want to do again. "Okay maybe that's not the best plan of action. So don't do what I did." He offered the bit of a grin before he glanced back at his own drink. "Do you have a job now that you can't leave because you're the only one that can do it? Vivi did that once but might have smudged the details enough that they didn't know she was only a dance teacher at the time."

#c: colton #c

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sahrademir · 18 days

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A melodramatic sigh left Sahra's lips at Eve's inability to help her. It wasn't the blonde's fault, she knew that. And if you asked Sahra? It wasn't her fault either. She never saw Chip or Joanna Gaines getting subpoenaed for jury duty, and a move across the entire country after a horrendous breakup and your entire life falling apart should allow a person a little grace, right? Didn't the Superior Court of Los Angeles know all of this? "Well if I cant get out of it then I'm more than happy to be a lesson to other transplants." She offered, warm smile on her features. Could she even call herself a transplant if she was from here? She wasn't sure, but that didn't matter now. "Lawyers cost money. Think I'll cross that bridge when I get to it... maybe I'll just... not show up? They're not gonna issue a warrant or anything... right?" ( @evelayton )

"I am afraid I will not be able to help you out with this, unfortunately," Eve said with a scrunch of her nose as she waited for her coffee to be prepared to take with her. The blonde looked at the other woman. "But as someone who has moved to this place only in January and has forgotten to update those details as well... You have given me a great reminder of having to do that myself." Before she herself would be in the same situation as the other woman. "Maybe search for a lawyer in town to see what they say in what to do?" Eve offered.

#c: eve #c

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sahrademir · 23 days

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Melisa Aslı Pamuk Erkeğe Güven Olmaz (EGO) | 1. Bölüm

#visual.#legit sahra has a punching bag with her ex’s picture on one side #and lia’s ex and the swamp witch on the other #it’s how she gets her ✨aggression✨ out

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sahrademir · 24 days

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So, maybe we tanked our revenge plan, but that’s the night I met my BFFTLATN.

HOW I MET YOUR FATHER | 2.07

#inspo.#ft. lia lozano #why is this the most them tho???

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sahrademir · 28 days

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WHO: Open (Capping at 3) WHERE: Any Restaurant or Bar

"Okay so hypothetically," Sahra began, glass of wine clutched in one hand as she held a mozzarella stick in the other. "If somehow the city of Los Angeles didn't quite get the memo that I'm no longer a resident there because I may or may not have been procrastinating on updating my address on my license and all that goes with moving across the country." Pausing to take a bite from the still steaming fried stick of cheese, Sahra continued once she'd chewed and swallowed. "And then, you know, said city subpoenaed me for jury duty... how would I- or well, anyone really, get out of it?" She took a sip of wine this time before she chewed on her lower lip in both concern and thought. "Because something tells me honesty isn't the best policy here. Maybe I should say I've become a cop? They never want them on juries, right?"

#c #starter.#c: open #she's a native and been back for 4 months #so feel free to assume connections!!#also my starter game is weak pls don't judge lol

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sahrademir · 28 days

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Trying and failing to not roll her eyes at Lia's insistence on calling Eren her 'hot brother', Sahra dipped a chip into the guac in front of her and popped the loaded crisp into her mouth. "He has a name, you know." She muttered with her mouth full, unlocking her phone to look at the string of messages her younger brother had been steadily sending for the past couple minutes. "You're in luck." The words left her lips once she'd swallowed her bite. "He's complaining about some new coworker... which probably means he's gonna fuck 'em." She'd added the last part just to mess with Lia, evident in the way she tried to hide the smirk on her features with another bite of guac.

As she watched her best friend make their traditional frozen margs, Sahra felt a sense of comfort she'd been missing wash over her. Her moments free of the pain of heartbreak were rare, but she found things were easier when she was with Lia. Just like they'd always been. "You mean the devil and his swamp thing?" And just like that, the ache in her chest was back and she heaved a quiet sigh. "We were both naively optimistic?" She offered, though it was something she'd wondered herself more than once. "I mean, is there really such a thing as too sweet?" Taking the glass with an appreciative smile, Sahra brought it up to her lips and took a large drink from it. "Mm, no. It's perfect. I still think you missed your calling as an expert margarita maker." She teased. ( @lia-lozano )

Location: Lia's & Sahra's house, Beach Front Starter for: @sahrademir

"Why is your hot brother blowing up the sibling group chat? My phone has been non stop buzzing for the last two minutes." Scraping out the pulp of the passionfruit she had just cut in half, Lia glanced over to her best friend, just as their phones buzzed again. "If he's talking about someone he met, tell him I'm heartbroken and devastated."

Mixing the ingredients for frozen margaritas into the drinks machine, it didn't escape her that long gone were the Saturday nights she would be dressed up to the nines and out in Hollywood. Instead, she was making her own frozen margaritas in a tracksuit and her hair in a slightly greasy bun. "Did you see thing one and thing two did another interview about how super loved up they still are? It was fucking nauseating. Literally, how did we both end up dating two disgusting human beings?" Pouring out the now blended drink into the glasses, she slid one over to Sahra. "Passion fruit margarita. I put agave in there as well, it might be too sweet. But there's also a fuck ton of tequila so if you can taste anything other than that, we'll be lucky."

#c: lia #c

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sahrademir · 28 days

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ABOUT

Full Name: Sahra Almira Demir

Nickname: N/A

Age/DOB: March 17, 1992 (32)

Zodiac Sign: Pisces

Gender: Cis Female

Place of Birth: Briar Ridge, SC

Neighborhood: Beach Front (lives with her best friend, @lia-lozano)

Sexual/Romantic Orientation: Bisexual / Biromantic

Religion: Muslim

Occupation: Former Host of a Home Reno Show on HGTV (kind of like Flip or Flop, Fixer Upper, and Good Bones)

PERSONALITY

Goals/Desires: To make a place for herself by herself in the design world, to get her own show on a network not connected to her former fiance, learn how to ride a bike

Fears: Bed bugs, free falling, breaking a bone

Hobbies: Those diamond ‘paintings’ (she was influenced okay?), hand knitting, yoga, walking along the beach, karaoke, learning to cook, teaching herself various DIY skills (soldering, woodwork, etc); really she just loves to learn new things whether that be a skill or information

Likes & Dislikes: the smell of wet paint, singing in the shower, anything smothered in cheese, ballcaps, movie soundtracks, laughing so hard no sound comes out, crispy french fries, that spark of inspiration at the beginning of a new project, bubble baths, manifesting, ocean sounds, extra ice, fuzzy socks // mismatched patterns, ikea furniture, clothes with high collars, unread notifications, unpainted nails, daylight savings, her retainer, raw onions, being rushed, dares, having to make any kind of appointment, the smell of ketchup, putting the dishes away, cold pizza, getting sawdust in her hair

TLDR

Sahra is 32 (freshly turned in March, her bday is St Patrick's Day), born and raised in Briar Ridge. Big middle child energy (probably because she is a middle child). Was a theater kid in high school, very much loves to sing and dance. Moved to New York City after high school graduation to pursue her (at the time) dream of becoming a Broadway star. While she was a struggling wannabe artist she was making YouTube videos/vlogs of her fixing up her small af studio apartment. Slowly, as her Broadway dream became less and less of a reality she quickly fell in love with DIY and design so she juggled going to school for design, a classic waitress job, and auditioning for shows and voice and dance lessons, etc. She met who she thought would be the love of her life (spoiler alert: he wasn't), got a solo as a chorus line member in a big show around the same time. Things were looking amazing, the guy's family's company (HGTV) was even interested in her getting her own DIY show. She ended up moving to LA and got said show with ex man. They shot to stardom (think like... Flip or Flop or Chip and Jo Gaines kind of thing) with their show and got engaged. Things were so great until they weren't. Long story short, their engagement ended because she wouldn't convert to his religion- at least that was the excuse he gave. She moved back to BR four months ago, completely heartbroken, and moved in with her childhood bestie, Lia Lozano. Her ex has recently been seen with another woman and it’s made her question everything she thought she knew about him and their relationship.

BIOGRAPHY / QUICK FACTS (quick is subjective tho bc idk how to tldr anything)

Born and raised in Briar Ridge, Sahra is the middle child of Olca and Latif Demir- two first generation Turkish immigrants who met in college and fell in love

Was raised in a very loving, but oftentimes strict Muslim household - while she rebelled in her own ways, she never felt like she couldn’t tell her parents something or couldn’t go to them with a problem - the Demir’s were and continue to be a close knit family unit

It’s said (by her tbh) that she was singing and dancing before speaking and walking, and while that’s a bit of an exaggeration Sahra has been musically inclined since she was small

It was a surprise to absolutely no one when the oftentimes dramatic middle child grew into a theater kid

It was also no surprise when, after graduation, Sahra decided to leave Briar Ridge and move to New York City to pursue her longtime dream of becoming a Broadway star

Of course, getting into that scene and becoming the big headlining name she dreamed of wasn’t an easy task, so while doing everything she could- auditions, voice lessons, dance lessons, networking- to achieve her dream, she was also waitressing and fixing up the small studio apartment she lived in with two other people

While fixing up the apartment she recorded herself and posted it to YouTube, creating a channel that was mainly for herself and her family, but ended up garnering quite a following over the years

As much as she loved performing, she found her heart was being pulled in another direction- design

So amidst her lessons and auditions and job, Sahra found herself going to school for Interior Design while learning as much as she could about DIY from other YouTube videos and phone calls with her dad

Things were going well for a girl far away from home in her early 20s, she had a good group of friends, her YouTube channel was thriving, she was finally making a name for herself (albeit a small one) in the world of Broadway, and she’d met a man who captured her heart faster than anyone had before

And it only got better from there- her relationship thrived as did her career, and the vlog she’d created for her apartment makeovers was more popular than ever. She was on track to get everything she’d ever wanted, everything she’d worked so hard for, and she was happy. So happy.

Sahra and her boyfriend moved in together, she got a solo in one of the biggest shows on Broadway and her design degree. New York was home now and she couldn’t imagine it being any better, but then her boyfriend dropped a bomb she hadn’t been expecting but she also wasn’t opposed to: he had an opportunity for both of them in LA and would she be willing to move?

Her gut reaction had been an instant no. How could she leave everything she’d been working so hard for behind? However, as much as she loved performing, she found that design had been where her heart was leading her for the past couple of years and the move to Los Angeles would allow her not only to follow that dream, but would put her back with her best friend

So she made a choice that should have been more difficult than it was- she agreed to move with her boyfriend to LA, closing the Broadway chapter in her life to open a new, home renovations ones with the love of her life while getting to spend time in the same city as her favorite person for the first time since they both left their hometown after high school

But as Newton said all those years ago, what goes up must come down, and Sahra had gotten so high the subsequent fall nearly ended her

In the five years she spent in LA, Sahra built a life and a home for herself she thought would be forever. The show she’d curated with her now fiance (and the help of his family) had opened doors to new endeavors she’d never even dreamed of- design and renovations had become her life, one she loved and enjoyed, but it all came crashing down around her when her relationship was thrown into peril

The wedding planning during a break in filming for their show had been going better than Sahra could have ever dreamed, however, she hadn’t noticed just how disconnected to it all her fiance had been, and when it came time for him to present her with their prenup everything changed

It was a standard contract, one Sahra hadn’t been surprised or offended by- his family had a lot of money (they were the majority owners of HGTV after all), but there’d been a clause added that had her stopping in her tracks and digging her heels in

Her relationship with religion hadn’t ever been strong by any means, but she was raised in a Muslim household and she participated in Islam in a way that suited her. It wasn’t nearly as strict as her parents would have liked it to be, but at least she believed

It’d never been an issue in her relationship, their differing religions, as neither of them was especially devout, but while reading over the prenup she found a clause requiring her to convert to his religion so they could have a traditional ceremony

She thought it’d been a mistake, and when she’d approached her fiance about it he confirmed her naive suspicions and told her not to worry about it- that it’d be taken care of and everything would be fine. But it wasn’t.

As time went on she found her fiance pressuring her to just do as his parents asked, she didn’t actually have to believe in the religion, but they were paying for the wedding, they were the reason she had everything in her life that she loved, so couldn’t she just do this one little thing for them?

His gentle prodding turned into forceful declarations, fights had behind closed (and open) doors. And for a while, Sahra had been teetering on the line of simply doing what they’d asked of her so she could continue to live in the fairytale life she’d come to know- besides, what would stop her from converting back to Islam once the ceremony was done? But she couldn't do it. And when she told her fiance, a man she’d been convinced would love and support her no matter what, he’d done the unthinkable by ending their engagement, their relationship, and the show they’d built together

In the blink of an eye Sahra’s entire world collapsed around her. The rose colored glasses she’d been wearing for so long had seemingly been ripped away and she was faced with a blinding reality she wasn’t quite ready for- even at 31

She found herself moving back to Briar Ridge once it was all said and done, her heart and confidence shattered

Sahra’s now been back in town, living with her best friend, for four months. She’s still not fully ready to face the way her life has changed so drastically, but she’s still got her dreams and her online following. So while she’s navigating all of the changes in her life, she’s doing small projects around Lia’s beach house and trying to find joy again. It’s a slow process, but one she’s certain she’ll succeed in as long as she follows her heart and has her best friend by her side

#briar ridge: intro #intro.#about.#this is way too long #and way too late #i'm so sorry

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