julieta alvarez. 40 years old. job at location. dating quentin levitt. living in cresthill meadows. kismet harbor since october 2021.
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location: cobblestone cafe
Julieta frequented the cafe on her lunch breaks and it was often enough to notice the other regulars around the same time. While she had only been a regular in this last six months, choosing to change up her lunch space from time to time, she finally took it upon herself to reach out to another regular customer. Julieta had just grabbed her coffee order and went to sit down by the other person, "I'm Julieta," she introduced herself, "it seems we have the same lunch location often enough."
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"That's great, Luciana," with the words first said by Lucy, she knew that she would have been nervous to have a child with someone that wasn't all that interested in kids. "I'm glad that he's really stepped into the role of being a dad," she knew how much the other woman deserved that. "That's amazing," she smiled at her as they climbed, "honestly, that's going to be so rewarding." And while it was not something that that would suit Julieta's lifestyle, she knew that it would be perfect for Lucy. "We will have to make frequent lunch dates then." @lucianasbentley
"I think if we don't, we're doing it wrong, right?" She laughed a little bit. "I'm sure I will. Owen's been great about being alone with Gabby. It's funny, he wasn't into kids when we met, but then he just got close to Rowan and now we have Gabby and it's like he was born to be a dad." She beamed as she climbed. "Yeah. I just missed so much of Rowan's life for a number of reasons that was all my fault and I didn't want to miss anything with Gabby or Rowan now. I want to be there for my girls and I can afford to do that now, thanks to Owen." @julietaxalvarez
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"That's great," Julieta could tell that the woman looked happier but that was merely woman's intuition. "Well, color me intrigued," she teased Quentin's younger sister with a sly smile pushing the corners of her lips upward. "I won't pry," she knew that it wasn't her place to do so as Quentin's girlfriend. "Still," Julieta continued, "I know I personally am very grateful, and really, thank you, for being so welcoming of me in this last year." @bridgetxjames
She smiled a bit and nodded. "I have felt happier since then." The trip was eye opening and it really made her happy. The whole thing was just amazing. There was a part of her that wished she could tell everyone, but she knew how it would come off and she didn't want that. "Thank you." She said before taking a deep breath. "Yeah. I mean, about my trip." She clarified a little; a blush filling her cheeks. "And no, really. I think I've been thanked enough for it." @julietaxalvarez
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location: wingman's pub
Wingman's Pub was typically not Julieta's scene but the invite came from Vincent and despite their history, the two had found a familiar friendship over the last few years. "I don't know how you manage to convince me to come here," she teased Vincent with a playful tone to her words as she sat down at the table across from him. "What's new in your world?"
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"Oh," Julieta's brows raised in surprise at what Bridget hoped. "I hope they aren't either, you've seemed much happier since your return and well," she didn't want to pry too much, "whether that's because of them or not, it's nice to see." And Julieta meant that. She hadn't known Bridget long but already had a great sense of protectiveness about her as she reminded her of her younger sisters. Julieta thinned her lips, "He may be? Did I hear that correctly?" She wasn't sure if she had. "You have plenty to be thanked for, truly." @bridgetxjames
"It really can be." Especially after her breakup, but she was happy to find that muse again in multiple aspects of her life. Her blush increased as her brother's girlfriend kept asking about her love life and she wasn't sure what to say. "I... I guess I hope they aren't, but only time will tell." They were married, after all, but that wasn't something she was gonna tell Julieta. "He may be interested in this." Bridget mumbled before taking a deep breath. "I don't know about thanking me, but I'm glad he's doing better." @julietaxalvarez
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"I still get bruises now and then, myself," she started up the rock wall, "I can understand," as much as any person without kids could relate to a person with kids. "We will make sure to get you the time that you need, somehow, some way." She told Luciana, her brows raising as she went up a few paces, "Stay at home mom, now?" She questioned in rhetoric, "That's great, Lucy. What made you decide to do that?" @lucianasbentley
Luciana smiled. "I appreciate it." She really did too. Some days she was better with how she looked than others and today with being in the workout gear, she was feeling a little self-conscious. "That's true. Might still get a bruise." She laughed softly as she got her grip and started going up the wall. "Things are good. And here and there. I don't mind, though. I mean, it's part of being a parent, right? Hard to have time for yourself?" She shrugged. "I did decide not to go back to work." She told Julieta. "How about you?" @julietaxalvarez
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"Oh, allowed to come home with you?" Julieta quipped back, though her lips curled before he brought their lips together. It was always clear from Quentin what would be in store when they got back to his place. "I think that means we should go now, before you change your mind," Julieta joked with him, pulling back from the kiss and linking her hand through her own as she made her own intentions clear on what was to happen when they got back. @quentinxjames
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"It's the perfect transition to winter." He smiled, looking down at her pinced fingers and taking hold of it with his free hand, the other tracing her cheek with so much care it was like he was scared she would fracture at the lightest of touch. The words spoken had been on his mind for a long time, but it never felt like the right time. Especially not when she had been taking care of him during his recovery. The last thing he wanted was for her to think he said it just because she was tending to his needs. Saying it now, after, indicating he loved her way beyond health, felt more at its place. Right there, in a crowded ocean of people, he still felt like the world had fallen silent around them, his hand letting go of hers and instead placed upon her waist. There, he squeezed slightly, tugging her even closer to him. "Guess that means you're allowed to come back home with me." He joked, though it was absolutely clear she was, and what he had in store for her when he readjusted his grip on her cheek, drawing her near to seal their lips into a kiss. @julietaxalvarez
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"Still just being honest." Julieta was never nice for the sake of being nice, except perhaps in a professional setting. She didn't see the point in beating around the bush and certainly, Luciana looked better than most after giving birth. "Ah, luckily the floor here is fairly padded," she tapped her foot against the ground before starting to move up the rock wall. Julieta gathered her footing and moved slowly alongside Luciana. "How are things otherwise? Are you getting any time for you?" @lucianasbentley
She smiled over at her. "Then you're just too nice." Luciana joked with her, but was appreciative that's how the other woman felt. She was trying to feel it herself these days. "I'll make sure to tell Owen then and I'll let you know if we need you." She promised her; slightly looking forward to a little alone time with her husband. "We'll see about that when I fall on my ass." She laughed as she started going up and nodded. "Might just need to do that." @julietaxalvarez
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The feminine urge to send him slutty shit when he’s in public.
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"That's great, I know muse can be a fickle bitch." Julieta blatantly stated, giving Bridget a smile in return. "Oh?" The brows on Julieta's face rose as Bridget mentioned that there had been someone. "Pray tell," she hummed, looking forward to hearing about Bridget's mystery person. "Was this person just a Parisian fling?" She mused with curiosity. "I promise, I won't share with your brother, not that I think he'd be interested in this kind of girl talk, anyway." Julieta teased her, "He is doing better, we both have you to thank." @bridgetxjames
"Me too. It was a huge help to my muse." After the break up, she was suffering in her baking and she wasn't sure if she would ever get that back. The trip had been good for her not just from the glass, though, but from the woman she met as well. As if Julieta read her mind, a blush filled Bridget's cheeks and she shrugged. "Kinda. I mean, there was a lot of great people there. But, there was someone." Her heart was beating like crazy as she thought about everything that happened. "Me too. I still have nightmares about that night." She sighed and shook her head. "But I'm glad he's doing better." @julietaxalvarez
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“As much as I am a summer girl, through and through,” she laughed softly, “I do have a new appreciation for winter.” Christmas was when they started dating, after all. “Autumn is just close enough to summer,” she stated, pinching her fingers together on her free hand as she smiled. “It is so,” she paused as Quentin lifted a hand to caress her cheek. Her eyes met his own as the tree words left his lips and entered her body. A smile continued to grow as the corners of her lips met her ears and she reached up for his hand that had caressed her cheek. “I love you.” She repeated the words but she meant them wholeheartedly. “I love you, so much.” @quentinxjames
"Even better when it snows." He weighed in his opinion. Autumn was his favourite season. Watching how the colours turned vibrant red, yellow and brown. A preparation for hibernation. He could take walks and motor rides through colourfall roads and paths surrounded by trees with fallen leafs. He was glad that Kismet was one of the lovely places where autumn truly came to life. Quentin smiled at her, even more so at the comment she so casually shared with him. "That so?" He uttered, lifting his hand to lightly caress her cheek, tracing the fine line below her cheekbone that always got more defined when she smiled. "I love you." @julietaxalvarez
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"I would never lie to you," Julieta had always been known to be truthful and often to a fault. The brutal honesty that often came out in her words had not made her friends and while this was honesty, it was genuine, complimentary honesty that would build her friendship with Luciana. "As you should," she told the other, "while I may not have any children of my own, I can promise that I will be your best sitter," though she didn't have as much free time as younger twenty-somethings and teenagers, she'd be happy to join in to give Luciana and her husband a night off. "You got this," she followed Luciana's gaze up the rock while before stepping forward and getting her footing on the first few grips. "We can take the pace slow." @lucianasbentley
"I feel like you're lying, but thank you." Lucy smiled over at her. She personally didn't mind the extra weight, but was also hoping she could get it off soon. "That's great. I'm excited for them." It was nice knowing another person about to have a baby. Looking over at Julieta, she smiled. "That's sweet. I may take you up on that." It may be a while, but it was nice having the option. Lucy took a breath as she looked up at the course and sighed. "Well, let's do this." @julietaxalvarez
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"I am glad you got to go," she had to imagine that it was an opportunity of a lifetime for the youngest James sibling and Julieta wanted to show her support for it. "Did you meet anyone while you were there?" She questioned Bridget with a smile, "A Parisian fling by chance?" Julieta loved a little bit of girl gossip from time to time. "I'm doing well," she nodded her head along with her answer, "I really can't complain," not that she had been a complainer in the past, but right now she really could not. "Quentin's recovery has gone really well, so I'm grateful for that." @bridgetxjames
Bridget almost couldn't believe she was back from Paris. It was definitely an experience to say the last and she almost wondered if it was a dream. however, she was feeling more like herself and even better now and while she had news from her trip that was making her nervous to tell anyone, she was happy and her face was all smiles when she saw her brother's girlfriend come in. "Hey." She grinned at her and nodded. "I am. It was amazing. I still can't believe I had the chance to go, but glad I did. But how are you?" @julietaxalvarez
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"Yes, it is," she smiled warmly at him as they had often shared bites of meals and sips of drinks between one another. Julieta admittedly was not the type of person that shared nicely growing up, especially with two younger sisters, but with Quentin it came a lot more naturally. "I would love that," she agreed to his suggestion of going to see the lights. "They are stunning this time of year," and even the brunette had a soft spot for the lights during the winter months as well. The fresh snowfall would often make her feel like she was walking through the set of a movie. Though rarely someone that would claim to be a romantic, when she was with Quentin, her natural defenses against love fell short and she felt like a young teenager in love at the same time as she felt like the adult version of herself that was finally in a deserving relationship. "I love romantic evenings with you." Julieta commented with a smile. @quentinxjames
"Sharing is caring and all that?" Quentin uttered, a practice not unknown to them. After all, they had been an item for almost a year. There had been plenty of meals shared, bites stolen and drinks captured. Quentin had slowly started to feel complete again, no longer needing his cane, the days of painkillers behind him once more and into sobriety. It sucked that his counter had reduced to zero, but in the end it was but a number. His health was more important. Besides, showing a more active role in their nightly activities had definitely been a reward on its own. "I like the sound of that." He admitted, continuing his walk with her. "That too." A snicker as they proceeded, swapping drinks once every while so they both had a little of each. Even when he had finished his beverage and had tossed the cup in a trash can, having his arm around her remained all the same. "Feel like going to the main street, see the lights?" He asked, figuring that now that the dark had slowly started to fall, it would be a sight to behold." @julietaxalvarez
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Julieta looked up at Liliana as two mugs of tea were put down. The woman had insisted on making it for Liliana but they both knew it was a battle that Julieta would not win. "Clearly the universe is out to get you," she pouted at her best friend, "now I will have to take care of that problem for you," Julieta would always help Liliana fight her battles, even those against the universe. "Please, you can complain to me all you want, even while looking like the most beautiful pregnant woman I've ever seen." Julieta complimented with a smile, "As for me, Quentin and I have been together for almost a year." It wouldn't be long before their one year anniversary was upon them, "Isn't that kind of wild?" It was to her, which is why she questioned it. "I hadn't planned on being together seriously with anyone." But she loved Quentin, more than she had been willing to admit thus far. "I've even signed up with a local photographer to take some boudoir photos." Her brows wiggled teasingly. @lilianaxjackson
"I swear, at this point the universe is just out to get me." Liliana sighed, making her way over to the couch where she put two mugs of tea down. "Fall has just arrived and I'm already feeling like my nose is stuffed. Peeing hurts like I had flaming cheetos dipped in hot chili sauce for breakfast. My migraines are acting up more frequently and Bells decided now is the time for her to move into the right position and she's not being subtle about it." Liliana motioned with her hands, as if clearing the air from bad auras -- if she was the one to believe in such things -- and then sat own, covering her lap with a fleece blanket. "But enough about my complaining. I need some good stuff. Give me the good stuff, what's new with you, work, life, love -- all of it. @julietaxalvarez
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