#/&*ft: marley callahan

[oliverxkelly]

Middle Child || @marleycallahan

Going to Middle Child hadn't been his idea, it had all come from Noah. He'd almost given in the first twice that Noah had mentioned something to do with it and by the third he felt he had no choice but to take his nephew back. It had once been a new kind of Kelly family tradition, the three and then the four of them meeting for lunch. Oliver had been hesitant to continue it without Jonah and Kirsten, reluctant to revisit a place that had so many memories tied to them. As difficult as the trip might have been for him he'd so far never hesitated to give him a sense of normality. Now it was the fourth week in a row they'd had lunch there and while it was taking some getting used to, he was starting to enjoy the present more than he was reminded of the past. He smiled in greeting as a familiar face approached them. "We'll just take our regular, thanks." As he spoke Noah made his concern known that they were definitely getting milkshakes. "Yeah, buddy, two chocolate milkshakes." He hesitated slightly, never quite knowing where the boundary was with Marley given their brief past. Grief was difficult for everyone and her refusal of his support wasn't all that surprising but it had left him feeling somewhat awkward when they now consistently came into contact with one another. But he figured he could still enquire about work - that was normal enough. "Busy shift?"

[silascodyarch]

closed for: @marleycallahan

where: north light community center

Two shares, that was all Silas had lasted before his chair scraped obnoxiously against the floor beneath it and he stepped out for a smoke without excusing himself. It was his first time attending, and he already felt dumb for it, even if he couldn't put words to the why of it.

He had just lit his spliff when he found his eyes tracking a blonde who seemed wholly unsure about where she wanted to be. Inside, outside, he could practically feel indecision radiating off her. As far as he knew, there was nothing else going on in the center at the current time slot, so he assumed she was here for the same reason he was.

"Yo blondie, you turned around or something?"

[thelucaricci]

Closed: @marleycallahan Location: Mission Taqueria - Rittenhouse

“I’m glad we finally got a chance to get together. Sorry, it took me ages to connect with you,” he smiled over towards the blonde before taking a sip from his glass of water. “Alright, so fill me in. How are we adjusting to the City of Brotherly Love?” It was always fun for Luca to get in touch with a friend from the past. He hadn’t seen Marley in a little over three years since the company disbanded after the buyout. No more annual yacht trips and being chartered by the likes of the beaut. They had stayed friends through social media and when he heard she was relocating, he happily reached out to them. “Better or worse than you anticipated?”

[luckyswilliams]

It didn't go amiss on him the word she opted to use to describe the girl who answered the door -- his daughter. Not her sister. She stripped herself from the equation, a bystander of sorts instead of someone directly impacted by it. He can understand the instinct, to lessen the blow by making it not one at all.

Lucky was in no place to judge anyone's coping mechanisms, not when he had specifically created a Focus on his iPhone that only screened calls from his family.

He moved his food around the white and red box it came in, searching within himself for the right words. Condolences seemed expected but hollow, even if they did hold some truth. He genuinely was sorry to hear about the turn the search had taken.

"That's kind of a whole lot to have to take in. How are you doing with it? Are you okay?"

She'd been eyeing that wonton on his plate for a few minutes now, since he'd taken the last one from the container. If Marley had known that was all it would have taken for him to fork (chopstick?) it over, she'd have brought up her fun little fact earlier.

"Thank you," she hummed happily, reaching across with her own chopsticks to pick the dumpling from his plate and bring it to her own. She's more than aware of the energy she'd managed to suck out of the room; it wasn't as if conversation had been flowing, both too busy stuffing their faces, but the tales of their days around mouthfuls had promptly ended. In fact, she wasn't fully convinced Lucky himself was breathing. Wouldn't that just be her luck (ha).

Well, fuck. There he was. She can't help but snort at the assessment, a grin pulling at her lips despite everything. "Well, fuck is right." Drowned in an ungodly amount of soy sauce, Marley paused to take a bite. "Today, literally a few hours ago. Finally tracked down the man's address, and so I knock at the door, expectin' him or a wife or maybe a girlfriend or somethin'...but no. I get his daughter." Her sister, though she refused to acknowledge that relation. And of course, it wasn't the whole story--Marley had never been good with telling the whole truth about anything--but enough to fill him in on the major details. "Died four months ago. Just missed him." Another laugh, another bite.

[elcnastark]

Most of the time she refused to set foot in any place with less than four stars to its name but on the occasions that one of her client’s stupidity was proving difficult to sweep under the rug, the brunette found that the endless coffee and background noise helped her achieve an extra level of focus. For the most part the noise of other customers was easily blocked out, her using it as something of a white noise machine, but there were odd occasions that voices caught her attention. She looked up from her work to see a man raising his voice at their waitress and her tongue had been armed with a sharp remark, ready to let loose on him until he threw cash down and made for a dramatic exit. Brow raised in disbelief at his retreating back while lips pursed in disapproval. “Please tell me they at least tipped you after that little display?”

@themarleycallahan

[jcstinhill]

top five most attractive people on the island

“Oh God. Uh... In no particular order? ... Frankie, Nicola, Lochlan, Adrianna and Marley.” 

@frankielecn, @nicolakincaid, @lochlanmurphy, @adriannasotc, @marleyrcallahan

[jcstinhill]

fmk nicola adrianna marley

A sigh emitted from him, his mind already thinking back to high school when these were the questions. What was he getting himself into. “I would sleep with Marley, because look at her. I would marry Nicola because I wouldn’t mind waking up next to her every day and have her be my life partner. And I would kiss Adrianna. Simply because we left things on a bad note and anything much further than that would only bring trouble.”

@nicolakincaid, @adriannasotc, @marleyrcallahan

[luckyswilliams]

If Lucky ever had aspirations of miming, the seconds that dragged out after Marley's statement would have been an indicator that he was perfectly suited to the profession for how he instantly froze. A stray noodle swung hopelessly from the chopsticks he had been guiding to his mouth as all he could think to do was nod and let her take his wonton without resistance.

"Well. Fuck." Killing it, Williams. "When did you find this out? What happened?"

The noodles finished their journey to his mouth after his last question, though he felt oddly bad about doing something as simple as continuing to eat with such a heavy revelation hanging in the air.

"So, little fun fact that I learned today: my dad? Turns out he's dead too." Marley lifted her head to eye at Lucky's plate. "Are you gonna eat that wonton?"

@luckyswilliams