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      “good morning, neighbor.” early morning air is brisk against her face while mixed breed dog runs ahead to greet the australian shepherd that lingered in the yard next door. it would just so happen that orion and elsie’s schedules lined up perfectly - the early mornings for a teacher’s assistant were parallel to those that a coffee shop co-owner would work. “and good morning, oppie!” it had been at least a month since they made a nonverbal agreement to walk their dogs together in the mornings, and elsie found that, more often than not, she always enjoyed orion’s company. “ready to start your day, sunshine?” a teasing grin at that last word, aware that the other was not the personality that nickname implied. // @suporion

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scoutwildcr:

“It’s–… Wait!” Letting out a dramatic sigh as a rowdy party guest shouted out a departing “Yeet!” before throwing themselves over the fencing of their front porch, Scout let her head lull back to lean against the dusk blue paint of the Wilder house. The event was in full swing and, as always, at least three people had already twisted their ankle. Tipping her focus sideways, bright eyes eventually dawned on the person sidled up besides her, presumably waiting there to catch a breath of fresh air or have a smoke or whatever else. “Think we should get him a wheelchair?” Taking the disgruntled groan the stranger let out from his place lying in the front yard into account, a small smile bloomed. “Maybe you should give him the kiss of life.”

      she wasn’t sure what she was doing here - and on a school night! it was going to be a nightmare driving to the elementary school to get there at six in the morning the next day, but she was young and sometimes she needed to get out of her house. “i think he can walk it off just fine.” elsie responds to her old friend, scout. “as long as i don’t have to kiss anyone, i’d say the evening is pretty decent, so i’d really like to keep it that way.”

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ameliabtw:

“I thought I’d have a much worse sleep deprivation hangover today than I do.” Amelia laughed, running her thin fingers through her blonde hair. “So, I’ve decided to come out from my house and be an active member of society, and ditch my plans of slumming it on the couch with netflix by myself. With that said, you got any plans or suggestions for me? Up for a little fun? Or hey, if you even feel like joining me for a netflix binging session, I wouldn’t say no to that either.“

      “wait, let me get this straight. my friend, party girl amelia.. is willing to have a netflix sesh with me?” while she was quite the extrovert, elsie was more often than not a homebody. “the answer is yes, a million times yes!” radiant smile takes over her features, distractingly, grinning as she crosses arms over her chest, looking quite smug to say the least. “it’s gonna be fun, you’ll see.”

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williamsofwisteria:

“Autumn? No, no, we’re not together anymore. Broke up last week, actually. It’s, uh… for the best. I learned a lot from our relationship. Like, for instance – if a girl says ‘What did you mean by that?’, I learned that that conversation is not going to end with, ‘Oh, now I understand what you meant by that. Let’s go to GameStop.’”

      “lo -” she laughs lightly and shakes her head, not really amused so much as surprised. “i’m glad you figured that out - and, goodness, i’m glad you’re not with her anymore.” she chews her lesser lip, debating on if she should voice her opinion. “no offense, but autumn was kind of.. a nightmare.”

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adkfljwelr i’m having such a bad day and i need to eat and maybe just relax for a bit but i’ll be back in like an hour & i’ll reply to a bunch of starters & it’ll be great. ok? ok.

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asdlfugwefogik sweet nibblets i forgot what time we opened because real life is DUMB but i’m finally here. whaddup, i’m bea, i’m 20, and i reside in the eastern time zone. this is my babie elisabeth, who goes by elsie, and for some quick facts about her (which i will develop into a bio later) look under the cut. also, some wanted connections will be under the cut too.

is that ZOEY DEUTCH i just saw strolling through town ? oh no, it was just ELISABETH “ELSIE” GOLDMAN, the TWENTY-TWO year old who is also known as the CRY BABY DOLL. the FEMALE goes by the pronouns she/her and resides at #44 EMERALD ROAD.

please dont call her ‘liz’ that’s her only request. elsie is her preference, but elisabeth is fine too.

she’s a leo, esfp, neutral good whaddup

she has a pomeranian/chihuahua mix named roscoe

right now she’s a teacher’s assistant at an elementary school, she wants to teach english for grade 9 one day

she loves chai lattes and hot cocoa 

she’s really into art, she paints, but she loves to sketch

she suffers from an anxiety disorder but she doesn’t really talk about it very much, she prefers to deal with it by herself ig

she’s extremely sensitive!! if you look too hard at her she’ll start crying fr

she’s also sweet as sugar tho, and loves fashion and makeup and the color pink, she’s super feminine and that combined with the last bullet is what rly makes her the “cry baby doll”

wanted connections

a best friend or two of any gender

ex boyfriend!!!

coworkers

casual friends on her street

parents of the kids she helps to teach

old schoolmates

a rock/cornerstone

a rival or someone who picks on her ig? ya

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