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PHOENIX MAE.

To say Phoenix wasn’t prepared for his daily life would have been an understatement. It wasn’t like it was a bad thing. It just took him awhile to get on board with things. That said, it meant he went grocery shopping just about every day. His apartment wasn’t stocked up on food whatsoever. Finding himself in the canned food aisle was a common thing - he liked canned corn; don’t judge him! - was as common. He loaded his arms up with cans, having forgone a cart. The store was packed at this time of day and he sped to the checkout so he could get out of there.

The line extended down one of the aisles. He resigned to having to wait for a while. That was fine. The line, however, barely budged in five minutes. He turned to the person behind him. “Do you think the orders ahead of us are huge ones or the cashier is just slow? I think, if I were a cashier, I’d be a really slow one. Just take all day, talk to everyone in line.” Was that different from what he was doing now? Not entirely.

When Cillian agreed to go grocery shopping with Phoenix, he hadn’t exactly been sure what to expect but he absolutely hadn’t been surprised when his brother picked up a ton of cans and just gathered them in his arms, not even with a cart. Cillian had gone with the more ‘responsible’ approach to shopping -- picking a cart, making sure it didn’t have wonky wheels, then heading to the fresh produce aisle. It was usually a quick process plucking out the few things he needed considering it was just him and the cat and before he knew it, he was already waiting in line with his brother.

“If you were a cashier, I would literally go to anyone but you,” he teased, nudging Phoenix in the ribs. “I feel like you could make a story of everyone’s background just by looking at their shopping. I’d figure out who the serial killers were.” 

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if you’re hearing THE KISS OF VENUS by DOMINIC FIKE & PAUL MCCARTNEY playing, you have to know CILLIAN MAE (HE/HIM; CISMAN) is nearby! the 27 year old has been in denver for, like, THIRTEEN YEARS. they’re known to be quite ALOOF, but being INTROSPECTIVE seems to balance that out. or maybe it’s the fact that they resemble LUCIEN LAVISCOUNT. personally, i’d love to know more about them seeing as how they’ve got those SMUDGED GRAPHITE ON FINGERS, QUIET OBSERVATIONS IN THE CORNER OF THE ROOM, OLD BLACK AND WHITE MOVIES vibes. and maybe i’ll get my chance if i hang out around the RIVER NORTH ART DISTRICT long enough!

trigger warnings: car accident, parental death

cillian had never had a bad early childhood. in fact, by all accounts, he’d had a fairly good one from what he could remember. from the few pictures he still owned of his parents, it looked like they loved him and cared for him. until the accident, everything had been fine. 

( tw car accident and death ) he was five years old when they were involved in the car accident which instantly killed his parents and left him unconscious in hospital for weeks. they called his survival a miracle but cillian didn’t feel like it was much of one when he was alone in an unfamiliar place, being told that his parents were gone forever.

he had no other family -- his parents had no siblings and his grandparents were already gone so at five years old, he became just another kid in the system. 

cillian had always been a quiet and shy kid so the first few years in care were difficult for him. the other kids were stronger and louder and he was often picked on by them because he couldn’t stand up for himself. but the older he got, the more resilient he became and he got better at hiding but also better at throwing punches and getting into brawls.

the older he got, the more he lost hope that anyone would ever want him. other kids came and went but cillian was always overlooked by the parents looking to adopt and foster. then one day when he was thirteen, a couple came along and they wanted him.

it didn’t seem real at first and for weeks, cillian tiptoed around, worried that if he did something wrong then they’d send him back. but they never did. the couple cared about him and the other kids they’d adopted liked him too and he found himself fitting in the family as his confidence grew.

the day they adopted him still felt like a dream but it was the day that cillian finally realised he had a real home and a new family who loved him unconditionally. 

they encouraged him to explore his interests and cillian found that art was something he loved and something he was actually GOOD at. he enjoyed it as a kid but he could never do anything in care because his drawings would get ruined by other kids or the pencils and pens were always broken 

he enrolled in art school after graduating from high school where he thrived and came more out of his shell. he was still quiet and shy but he had real friends and people who had the same interests as him 

at the moment he currently works in the local art gallery and he’s pretty happy. he moved out of his home and rented an apartment in the art district where he currently lives with his cat banksy. 

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if you’re hearing THE FUNERAL by YUNGBLUD playing, you have to know ANDREJ VÅRVIK (HE/HIM; CISMAN) is nearby! the 29 year old has been in denver for, like, FIVE YEARS. they’re known to be quite CALLOUS, but being QUICK-WITTED seems to balance that out. or maybe it’s the fact that they resemble THOMAS DOHERTY. personally, i’d love to know more about them seeing as how they’ve got those MIDNIGHTS STARING UP AT THE NIGHT SKY, THE SCENT OF COFFEE BREWING IN THE MORNINGS, CIGARETTE SMOKE LINGERING, PLANS TO RUN AWAY AND START A NEW LIFE vibes. and maybe i’ll get my chance if i hang out around the RIVER NORTH ART DISTRICT long enough!

trigger warnings: child abuse, drugs & alcohol, addiction

hello and welcome! andrej is a pretty well established character of mine so apologies for the longish bio. strap yourself in for a fun ride as we introduce andrej!

alrighty so this kid was born and raised in a small town in the middle of nowhere in norway. he was born a twin ( the younger one ) and he and his brother were pretty inseparable as kids, especially because they were homeschooled and didn’t have anyone but each other

( child abuse tw ) his parents were very very cruel people and treated their children as though they were robots. from a very young age, he was expected to study and learn difficult things, even to a university level. getting even just minor things wrong resulted in punishment which ranged from food being taken away, to being hit, to being locked in the basement ( child abuse tw end )

he was bright and picked things up easily but his parents always saw andrej as the “inferior twin” because he was the youngest and more sensitive than his brother. they only wanted one son and they made that very clear.

when he was 13, his father got a job in america which was when andrej finally learned a small taste of freedom. the twins were enrolled in school and andrej thrived because he finally had a chance to fill the lonely hole in his heart with people. this placed the first wedge between him and his brother because his brother was shyer than andrej so ended up being shunned to the side.

homelife was still hell and andrej dreaded coming home and would often get himself in trouble so he could get after school detention and remain there longer.

sixteen was when things too a drastic turn for andrej. he was starting to struggle a lot more and was having bad depressive episodes and intense mood swings which he didn’t know how to deal with.

( drugs tw ) he was invited to a party one night and snuck out so he could go and that was when he was introduced to heroin. it was the first time in his life that he’d ever felt good and things rapidly got out of control for him.

andrej was using regularly and drinking all the time and his brother was the one who had to protect him and hide what he was doing from their parents. this was the second wedge in their relationship because his brother resented andrej for what he was doing but andrej was too far gone to even notice or care.

then at eighteen years old, andrej finally escaped from the hell he lived in and ran away from home, leaving everything behind including his brother. he stole money from his parents to keep himself going but spent the next few years permanently inebriated, moving from motel to motel and spending half his nights in the beds of strangers. maybe he was wasting away his life but he didn’t really care because everything he did, he did it to just feel good.

( overdose and suicide implications tw ) his life couldn’t carry on like that forever and at 22 he finally went too far over the edge and overdosed. deep down, he wasn’t even sure if the overdose was actually an accident. for a long time, he had been living not caring if he died because he was miserable and his life just seemed worthless to him. but when he woke up in hospital still alive, this felt like the universe had given him a second chance.

but he knew he couldn’t stay in the hospital for long, so he ran as soon as he could and went back to his family home to find his brother and ask for help. his brother drove him to rehab to finally get the help he needed. in there, he was diagnosed with bpd which was a relief in a way for him because finally the dark things in his head begun making more sense to him.

it wasn’t an easy ride by no means and he relapsed multiple times and would forget to take his medication and the cycle would begin all over again. but once he reached 25 and had managed to remain sober for an entire year, that was when he moved to denver to find a place to settle.

he’s lived there for four years now and even though he’s not exactly happy, he’s doing okay. he has a job as a barista at a local cafe which he enjoys. this year he decided enroll in the local university to study meteorology, the one thing he’s always found fascinating, and maybe finally make something of his life.

SOME FUN FACTS!

he adopted a border collie when he moved to denver who’s named ✨aristotle✨ for very pretentious reasons. andrej adopted him so he wouldn’t feel so lonely and he hoped it would help w his depression bc he’d be forced to get out of bed to take care of him. the two of them wake up at 5am to go on hour long runs because andrej is a psychopath who hates himself

he’s very very bad at keeping jobs. he’d been fired from at least 10 jobs for various reasons which include but are not limited to: talking shit back to rude customers; “accidentally” dropping plates of food on rude customers; fucking co-workers in the staff room; simply just not turning up for work because he “didn’t feel like it”; telling shitty managers exactly what he thinks of them; stealing money from the cashier and claiming the cameras were edited to frame him… the list goes on.

despite this, he’s now working as a barista and he’s managed to survive 5 full months with very few incidents ( he’s discovered that swearing at people in norwegian doesn’t get him in trouble as nobody understands him )

he’s had a very difficult time with figuring out his identity as he was never allowed to explore himself and his interests as a kid and because he wasted away his teenage years and early twenties. he doesn’t really know what his interests are yet and his personality constantly switches because he’s unsure how to act but he’s doing his best to figure himself out

when he was younger he struggled a lot with his sexuality too but now he’s just decided fuck labels and if anyone asks he just vaguely waves his hand and mumbles something about being here and queer

even though he just wants to be loved, andrej is terrible in relationships. he knows he’s difficult to be with due to all his issues and his commitment issues are horrendous. whenever things get serious, he has a bad habit of ending it and running even if nothing bad had happened

tbh he just doesn’t think he can do monogamy but would probably be v happy in an open polyship where he has lots of people to keep him from being lonely but doesn’t feel too committed

he’s an absolute genius but nobody would ever suspect that considering he acts like he has zero brain cells most of the time. thanks to his parents, he can fluently speak at least six languages and is very well read and knows a lot of random shit

tbh he would be great on a quiz show and would probably end up winning if he tried

also he has a sweet tooth mainly because he was never allowed treats as a kid and now he’s discovered sugar he eats far too much of it

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DOMINIC POWERS.

Location: Somewhere in the neighborhood

Open to: Anyone

@covestarters​

“Nah, man… I told you… I’m done…” Dominic spoke as he walked along the sidewalk, enjoying the fresh spring air that warmed the streets of Lighthouse Cove to a comfortable degree, one hand on his phone and the other holding onto a leash. With his Golden Retriever at home, recovering from a neuter, Dominic was out with his Rottweiler that was heavily pregnant - it obvious to anyone that would chance a glance at her - when his agent called him to try to talk him into joining the 2022 NBA season. 

As he argued with his agent, though, Honey couldn’t help but wag her tail as she saw someone on the streets, the retractable leash pulling as she slowly approached them with her tongue hanging out of her mouth. It wasn’t until the retractable leash clicked and tugged at the plastic holder in his hands that he realized Honey had wandered off and had approached someone. “Ah shit, I gotta go man.”

Hanging up the phone, he quickly approached Honey and the new friend she had made, an apologetic smile on his face. “Sorry ‘bout Honey. She’s a gentle giant, I swear. Hope she didn’t scare you.” He knew that some bad people had given Rottweilers a bad name, and he knew that some people may have been intimidated when a dog - especially a big dog - approached them. “She just likes to make friends with everyone, I swear. But considering we’re both new here, maybe it ain’t such a bad thing.” A chuckle left his lips then as he moved to offer his hand. “Name’s Dominic, though. And you already met Honey here.”

Andrej knew that it was going to be an excellent day when he left his house that morning to go and walk his dog, just to be approached by another only ten minutes after walking around the streets. He was still somewhat new in town and was slowly getting to know where everything was – thank god for Google Maps saving his ass every time he wandered down the wrong street – but today he actually completely recognised where he was, for the most part. His border collie certainly had no complaints about making a new friend today and Aristotle gave the dog that approached them a curious sniff while Andrej gave the dog’s owner a big smile.

“No apologies needed, I’ll never have any complaints about a friendly pup like your own saying hi. Although I feel like she’s probably more interested in making friends with my dog, rather than me. I’ll try not to be too offended.” He laughed and then took the offered hand, shaking it warmly before pulling back. “Well this handsome guy is Andrej,” he pointed to himself with a slightly cocky grin before then pointing to his dog, “And this handsomer furry creature is Aristotle. We’re both somewhat new in town – well, been here a few weeks now, so we’re still getting used to it around here. We’ve yet to get lost on a walk today, so I’d say that’s a great success.”

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ANDREI BELOFF.

LOCATION: nothing but flex gym. OPEN TO: anyone! @covestarters​

     Andrei’s morning workout had been a welcome sabbatical since his arrival in Lighthouse Cove. Retirement—the word still tasted bitterly in his throat—had sparked a steady regression into complacency, a feeling that stung him so harshly, he’d nearly felt ashamed. The restless sting that clung to the new arrival’s bones was only satiated when he escaped the luxurious confines of his home, fists drilling the punching bag.

     He mopped away the black locks that clung to his forehead. The sun had just started to peek over the horizon, seagulls bleating against the morning hues. Andrei took a breath, the crisp, salty air hitting the back of his throat. This, he thought, was leagues away from the hustle-and-bustle of Manhattan. Perhaps even he could drink from a glass half full. 

     His bag slung over his back, Andrei crossed the parking lot. Tinted with the arid blue of the morning, he observed a lithe, hooded figure, breaths plumes of rushed urgency as he fiddled with the handle of the car parked next to him. This was of no shock value to Andrei. A life in the city had lended itself to similar circumstances. As he slowed his stride behind the figure, footsteps light despite his hulking physique, he felt a buzz of familiar, welcome adrenaline.

     It was not more than a minute later that the would-be thief staggered away, blood pulsating from his engorged nose. Andrei couldn’t help but let a smile creep onto his face as his gaze followed, and then landed upon the presumed owner of the car. His face dipped back down into placid disinterest, clicking the unlock button on his key fob, “You alright?”

“Well, damn. Didn’t realise I was going to move to this town and find myself a knight in shining armour.” The very last thing he expected when he left the gym that morning was to go back to his car and find somebody getting into a fistfight with a thief over his car that morning but honestly, so many weird things had happened to him in his life that he barely even questioned anything any longer. His car seemed to be completely fine and his saviour also seemed to be fine so honestly, Andrej didn’t really care. “Wouldn’t have been such a tragedy if they did take this heap of junk considering I could do with an upgrade but it’s also nice to see a man flex his muscles just for me.” A smirk appeared on his lips. “I’m absolutely fine. How’s your fist?”

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FRANCESCA KHAN.

where — the hub ! who — anyone ! (@covestarters)

fingers fidget with the hem of her dress, anxious eyes darting around the establishment - oh god, did it look like she’d been stood up? in technical terms, yes, she had been, but not by any date — no, she’d been abandoned by her own mother (which is obviously worse). teeth nibble upon her lower lip, francesca gawking at all of the food that had already been ordered and placed before her for her mother-daughter date - there was no possible way she could finish this hearty meal all by herself. “ um, excuse me? ” her voice is shrinks as she waves timidly at the nearest patron, a sheepish smile spreading across her lips. “ want some free food? ”

Andrej really needed to get out of the habit of going out and buying food when he was perfectly capable of making his own but now he actually seemed to have a little more disposable income, he found that he couldn’t resist checking out all the places in town. He was just about ready to order when he heard someone address him and he glanced up before a smile appeared on his lips. “Free food? I’d be crazy to say no to that.” He grinned and then decided to slip into the seat opposite the other, realising that she’d probably been stood up. “You can pretend you’re on a date with me if you like.” 

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RAVI MUDRIK.

ravi smiled softly, scooting over to make sure there was enough space on the couch for all of them. his fingers found seashore’s fur and they pet her gently as they scrolled their phone with the other hand. ‘toppings? i’m just doing cheese.’ ravi said, tilting the phone towards andrej so he’d be able to pick his own. ‘it is, isn’t it? i mean, even me. but i did spend the better part of the last four years on a boat, so.’ they laughed softly, finalizing the food order and setting their phone down. the episode playing on the show was finishing up and at this point ravi had long forgotten what the plot was. ‘have you made any friends? everyone’s really nice, it’s like a giant group of eager people dying for socialisation. hard to be lonely in a town like this.’

Andrej pulled a face at Ravi’s pizza choice and rolled his eyes. “Out of everything on the menu, you choose JUST cheese? I’m gonna have to teach you to be more adventurous.” He reached out to poke Ravi’s knee with his foot and then linked his fingers together, putting his hands behind his head. After living together for a couple of months now, Andrej felt like they weren’t so on edge around each other anymore and Andrej was hopefully proving to Ravi that he was a better person now. “I’ll have something that’s got everything on it. Something that’s got chicken on it so I can pick it off for Ari.” He watched his dog’s ears quirk up at the mention of his name and he smiled fondly. “Alright, show off. We get you’re a super cool adventurer who did cool things like living on a boat.” His teasing was all with good humour, especially as he genuinely did like hearing about all the things Ravi had done over the last few years. Their life was certainly more interesting than his own, especially as Andrej couldn’t even remember most of the past decade. “I’ve made a few, I suppose. Mostly just people I actually recognise and know the names of. I thought it would be hard living here but it’s been good.”

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HEATHCLIFF GOODWIN.

Heathcliff kept meeting dogs these days, and it was making him want to really get one despite his earlier reservations.  It had been awhile since he’d owned a dog, and he missed it.  So that was the first thing Heathcliff noticed as he approached the ice cream parlor, but the next thing was the man sitting at a bench in front of it.  For just a second, it took Heathcliff a moment to place the (extremely handsome) man, but then it dawned on him.  “Oh hey,” he greeted the other.  “Andrej, right?  We met the other night at the party.  My name is Heathcliff, remember?”  He’d stopped introducing himself as Mayor Goodwin because he thought it sounded pretentious, plus he just liked being called by his name.  And then Heathcliff noticed third that Andrej was holding two ice creams.  They were already starting to drip just a little in the hot afternoon sun, and Heathcliff said, “I’ve got to think fast before they melt,” a serious tone to his voice.  Looking between the two cones, Heathcliff pretended to be conflicted even though he knew right away which one he wanted.  “You should pick this one,” he told Andrej, pointing to the one in his right hand, “and I’ll take this one,” taking the cone from Andrej’s left.  Heathcliff sighed as he said, “Black cherry,” as if this was just a consolation prize, when really this was the one he wanted all along.  After taking a few licks of his cone, Heathcliff said, “Thank you.  Next time I’m buying,” and he hoped there really would be a next time.  “Mind if I join you?” he asked the other man.

Andrej often found that people usually looked different outside of parties -- the combination of the shitty lighting, drunkenness and people wearing things they didn’t usually wear meant that Andrej was often confused when he bumped into people in the daylight. But he would recognise that pretty face anywhere. Honestly, moving to this town was worth it just for the eye candy, especially when that eye candy happened to be the MAYOR. "Oh please, I wouldn’t forget a face like yours anywhere. I’ve realised a perk of sobriety is meeting people and actually remembering them after the party.” He nodded down towards his border collie so he could introduce him too. “And this fella is Aristotle. I was tempted to bring him to the party but he’d just make himself the centre of attention.” A small laugh left his lips. 

“Better choose the right one, this is the most important decision you’ll ever make. Fuck everything you do for this town, this moment is the one that will make you.” He was grinning wickedly as he spoke and then as Heathcliff chose the one he wanted, Andrej quickly licked his own before the ice cream melted down onto his hands. “Excellent choice. I feel like you can tell a lot about a man by his ice cream choices -- not that I know what, but I’m sure there’s a Buzzfeed quiz out there that’ll tell you.” His eyebrow quirked up then. “Next time? I’ll remember that, I don’t forget promises of ice cream. Stay here as long as you like, I’ve got the entire day free ahead of me.”

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OPEN STARTER.

Where: Outside an Ice Cream Parlour When: Sunday afternoon Who: @covestarters​ ​

It felt as though the weather was getting slightly nicer now which Andrej was happy about because he had always despised the winter and summer was when he was in his element. Winter meant being stuck inside for most of the day with it being too chilly to be outside but summer meant he didn’t have to be cooped up all day. If Andrej wasn’t hanging out with his dog on his days off then who even was he? Maybe he needed to make more friends but he was perfectly happy with hanging out with his furry one. Today was a good day to continue their exploration of town and they came across an Ice Cream Parlour so naturally, he decided to grab some for himself. There were two flavours he couldn’t decide between so in a moment of madness, he decided to buy both and then make the decision on the way out. 

As he made his way back outside to sit with his dog, he noticed that somebody else was coming in so he called them over, a grin on his face. “Hey! Were you looking for ice cream? I couldn’t decide between these two so if you want a free ice cream then help me make the decision and I’ll give you the spare.” 

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HEATHCLIFF GOODWIN.

@covestarters​

Even though he was the mayor of Lighthouse Cove now, that didn’t mean that Heathcliff was going to suddenly change, and he didn’t think the citizens would want him to.  No, Heathcliff was supposed to be the fun mayor - that was basically what his platform had been during the election, fun but functional, able to take care of the community but also knowing how to have a good time.  It hadn’t been quite so overt - it wasn’t like his slogan had been, “Vote for me and I’ll come to your parties.”  But he had created a laid back image of himself that people seemed to respond to, and that was kind of how he really was, at least on the surface.  Heathcliff had found that people didn’t generally want to deal with all his bullshit lurking beneath the surface, so there was only one version of himself he usually let people see.

So Heathcliff was at the Montgomery house party now, sipping another drink and hoping he didn’t seem as tipsy as he felt.  For a bit, he just leaned against the wall watching the partygoers, but Heathcliff grew tired of being a wallflower, so he approached someone nearby and asked, “Can I get you another drink?”  And then he flashed his dazzling smile at the other; Heathcliff knew how to be charming when he wanted to be.

Andrej hadn’t even reached thirty yet but considering his days of partying were far behind him, it felt somewhat weird to be rocking up at a party. But curiosity had gotten the better of him and considering he was still fairly new in town, he wanted to see what was going on and meet as many new people as possible. He was actually quite enjoying this party -- the music was loud, the house was damn nice and he actually knew a fair number of people here, which was good considering he didn’t feel like an oddball not knowing anyone here. 

After an hour of being here, he found himself wandering around looking for wherever the food table was considering he could feel his stomach rumbling. As he realised someone was addressing him, he glanced up and then gave the other a charming smile. Apparently this town had a lot of very attractive people within it too. “Honestly, I’m fine with drinks but if you could find any food then I will love you and forever be in your debt.”

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THOMAS DOHERTY 2017 | RawPages’ “Words Play” Interview

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HARRY MONTGOMERY.

location: Harry and Aspen’s house

time: Beginning of the party!

open to anyone! @covestarters

The music could be heard down the block and the music was perfect for any wild party; it was perfectly curated by the unhinged Montgomery himself. The boy swayed through the crowd, making sure everyone was dancing and laughing. Two drinks were in his hand- both for him. After chatting up a random girl, that he was sure to never see again, he turned to see the other.

“Holy shit!” The drunken boy exclaimed loudly. He cheers out enough to get a small group to cheer with him. Drunk people will cheer for anything. After the small cheer, he walks over. “You made it! Yes!” Looking down at his two drinks, he smiles. “Here.” He hands them one of his vodka red bulls. “I’m so glad you came.”

So far, he was fairly impressed with this party. It had been a while since he’d gone to one and usually he avoided house parties at all costs considering he wasn’t in his early twenties anymore but curiosity had gotten the better of him. When he spotted the host, he wasn’t really expecting this reaction but it looked like he’d already had a few to drink so Andrej just went along with it. “My god, don’t do that, you’ll give me an ego,” Andrej commented with a small laugh. “Haven’t been to a party in a long time but this definitely isn’t the reaction I usually got whenever I walked in. Usually it was just ‘ugh that Andrej is back to cause chaos’.” His grin grew bigger as he snorted and then looked down at his hand which was suddenly holding a drink. “Pretty cool party though, dude. One of the most extravagant I’ve seen.” 

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TYSON ANYS.

location: Lighthouse Town Center

time: Afternoon

open to anyone! @covestarters​

Tyson rambled away into his camera. The dslr camera came kitted with the small tri-mount that he could hold, à la Casey Neistat. A screen that was on the back of the camera flipped out, so he could see himself as he prepared his next video idea: going on a date with a stranger. The idea came to him because of some date book he found that had copious amounts of random date ideas. What made the idea the best, was that it was easily cut up into tik toks. It would only make his brand bigger.

After two funny, but failed, attempts Tyson had scoped out his next subject. “Excuse me!” His hands held the camera down, as to not make it so obvious that he was recording before he knew if they’d be cool with it. “Would you be willing to go on a date with me?” The male asked. “Like right now?”

Now this was a first. He’d had many weird first meetings with people but this was the first time anyone had straight up asked him on a date. A little smirk pulled at his lips and he tilted his head to one side. “Honestly, the absolute confidence you have is already enough to make me say yes. Even if I did have plans, I’d be cancelling them all right now because consider me wooed.” A laugh left his lips, then he nodded down at the camera in the other person’s hands. “You gonna pull a modern day Leo and photograph me like one of your French girls?” 

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AGATHA REED.

open starter → @covestarters​ location → montgomery house party

Parties had never really been Agatha’s thing, she’d spent so much of her time studying and writing her various thesis’ over the years that she’d been perfectly happy to lose all other pursuits. But she supposed now that all that studying, researching and writing had come to an end and she had done what she had set out to do, getting her professor job in her niche, she had room to do the normal things. Plus if she had to spend another night in the house watching her father like a hawk she’d lose the plot.

“Is the music always this loud?” She calls out to a nearby party-goer, wincing a little at the sound of her own voice ringing in her ears.

It had been a while since he’d been to a proper house party -- years in fact -- so this felt a little surreal being here. This house party was also definitely a lot nicer than any he’d ever been to when he was younger, so he was planning to appreciate that and enjoy himself as much as he could. Especially since he’d been in a bad mood the last time he went to a party. “I haven’t been to a house party for a while but nothing’s changed and the music is still as loud as ever. If you don’t leave a party with your ears ringing and your voice hoarse from screaming at everyone over the top of it, then you haven’t done it right.” He grinned and gave a small nod. “I’m Andrej, by the way. Still getting to know everyone in town.”

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IVAN GONZALES.

where: montgomery’s house party!  who: open! @covestarters​

It’s been a while since Ivan stepped his foot in the party scene. He took a look around his surroundings, making a face at the sight of other people swaying their bodies. “At least they’re having fun,” he judged, gesturing his head to the people doing the so-called dancing. “If I didn’t know any better, I would join them, but we don’t want that to happen.” He smirked as he looked down to his cup and downs it.

This was another party that Andrej probably shouldn’t have been at but he’d been making an effort to get involved in the town and get to know everyone, so once again, here he was. A house party was something he hadn’t attended in years so he felt a little out of place here as he wandered around. He noticed someone who also looked like they were in the same boat as him and approached them with a smile on his face. “Oh trust me, I want that to happen. I’d love to see everyone here breaking out their dad-dance moves on the floor.”

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ASPEN MONTGOMERY.

Aspen listens and sips her drink. It’s hard not to assume why he may have stopped drinking after his explanation. Aspen had met many alcoholic bartenders back in New York. She’s sure that if Harry was a poorer man he would try and resort to similar methods. Drinks are abundant and, as Andrej had pointed out, it was very easy to get patrons to cover them. She’s certainly bought barkeeps many drinks in her own lifetime. The impressive part is that he actually managed to accomplish sobriety altogether. This town, and the people, kept surprising her. Lighthouse Cove was supposed to be a dull oasis for those in retirement but it’s shaping up to be much more. 

“I can imagine. Everyone always wants the bartender’s favor.” She says, offering a smile. As Andrej says it she realizes that their names do, in fact, sound very nice together. The thought makes her laugh a little. Her name had never been tied to anyone but Harry. The change is nice. She’s surprised, even, at how much she enjoys it. “It’s kind of perfect, right? I guess we were always meant to be friends.” Aspen raises an eyebrow, intrigued by her new companion’s bluntness. She takes another sip of her drink and contemplates the appropriate answer. “Not at all. It’s not a regular habit of mine, by the way. Wouldn’t want my new friend to have a bad opinion of me.” Her expression portrays only jest but her words are true. “I just wanted to get out of the house. I love my brother but he’s been a little much since –” Forever? Always? “– we moved in.”

Normally Andrej wasn’t the type to divulge into his past so quickly into a conversation, especially considering he knew the best way to make friends in a brand new town usually wasn’t by admitting the worst thing about it. But again, he supposed anyone who stuck around still was worth the shot. And Aspen was already easy for him to chat to, he wasn’t sure what it was about her. Probably the matching names. “Oh, you’re right. It’s definitely true that schmoozing up to the bartender gets you served quicker. I’d always go to the people I knew, even if it was for all the wrong reasons,” he added with a laugh. 

“Honestly, your name almost fits better with mine than my own twin’s does. Clearly brought together by fate.” After asking the question, he realised it probably wasn’t the most appropriate but half of the time, Andrej spoke and then realised he should have kept whatever he said to himself. Though being overly nosy often meant he was the person who knew everything, so it wasn’t always a bad thing. “It’s alright, I can guarantee you I’ve done much worse. You won’t get any bad opinions about you from me.” He gave Aspen a sweet smile then, so she knew that he was being genuine with her. “Ah, the sibling drama. I actually do get that, though unfortunately I happened to be the sibling who was a bit much.” In that regard, he really did feel for Aspen. 

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OLIVER MONTGOMERY.

Despite his pitiful past, Ollie had somehow managed to remain a kind-hearted person. And even though he was socially anxious when faced with strangers, there he stood on a random doorstep, clutching a wallet in his left hand. Ollie reached out and rang the doorbell again, bouncing up and down nervously. Almost immediately, the door opened up. Ollie offered a timid and slightly forced smile. “Hi”, he blurted. “I think this is yours. I, uh. Found it on a bench near the beach?” Oliver held the wallet out, that same shy smile still on his lips. “I hope this isn’t weird. I figured if I didn’t bring it to you then it might’ve ended up in the wrong hands.” Ollie shrugged and scratched his head. “I’m Ollie, by the way. Just moved here from Chicago.”

It was his day off and Andrej had decided that he definitely deserved a lazy day today considering how busy his life had been the past few weeks with moving to a new town and starting a brand new life. As nice as it had been meeting all these new people, he knew he needed some time to himself, so while he had the house to himself all day, he decided it was the perfect time to laze around, wearing nothing but his sweatpants, and watch Netflix with his dog. 

He was partway through the series he was watching when the doorbell rang, which surprised him considering he wasn’t expecting anyone. Maybe he’d ordered a parcel and forgotten about it. “Oh hey,” he said as he opened the door, realising that it most definitely wasn’t Amazon with a parcel, though the person was holding something in their hand. He looked surprised as he realised it WAS his wallet -- he hadn’t even noticed that he’d lost it but it must have fallen out of his pocket on his dog walk that moving. “Oh shit, I hadn’t even realised I lost that. Thanks dude, I really appreciate you bringing that in. Did you want to come in for coffee or something as a thanks? I have a dog, hope that doesn’t bother you.” He smiled down at his border collie who was patiently waiting next to him, a toy held in his mouth.