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                         *    ╱   𝒇𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒅   𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓     ━━     closed    starter   for   𝒍𝒚𝒅𝒊𝒂

                  she’s   staring   at   the   pot   of   water   as   if   sheer   will   might   be   enough   to   make   it   boil   .   after   hours   of   looking   at   her   computer   screen   in   the   darkness   of   her   room   ,   chloe   hadn’t   been   able   to   ignore   the   rumbling   of   her   stomach   any   longer   ,   moving   her    work   station    to   the   empty   and   dimly   lit   kitchen   while   she   makes   some  mac   and   cheese   .   she   figures   j   had   stocked   the   place   before   they’d   all   arrived    –––––   it   was   either   that   or   someone   else   had   gone   grocery   shopping   ,   which   might   actually   explain   the   abundance   of   alcohol   and   lack   of   real   food   in   the   house   .   either   way   she   views   the   boxed   pasta   as   a   blessing   ,   even   going   so   far   as   to   do   a   little   happy   dance   once   she   spots   those   first   bubbles   at   the   bottom   of    the   pot   .   “   chef   chloe   you’ve   done   it   again   .   ”    she's   speaking   to   herself   ,   adopting   the   british   accent   she   always   does   when   she   pretends   she’s   on   a   cooking   show   .   “   professionals   don’t   need   timers   ,   ”    chloe   scoffs   as   pours   in   the   uncooked   noodles   ,   as   if   a   snooty   judge   had   asked   her   a   question   .   she’s   so   absorbed   in   her   masterchef   fantasy   she   jumps   when   she   hears   a   noise   ,   her   first   thought   being   GHOST   ,   the   creepiness   of   the   mansion   they   were   all   staying   in   not   lost   on   her   .   it’s   only   when   chloe   looks   up   ,   spoon   subconsciously   pointing   outwards   in   a   vaguely   threatening   pose   ,   that   she   realizes   who   it   was   .   not   a   ghost   but   a   phantom   .   “   lydia   .   ”   it’s   an   awkward   greeting   ,   and   she   can’t   tell   if   it’s  because   the   time   that   had   passed   since   the   last   time   they’d   seen   each   other   ,   or   because   the   other   girl   just   walked   in   on   her   making   food   at   three   in   the   morning   .   “   uh   hey   …   ”  

                she’s  been  having  trouble  sleeping.  it’s  nothing  particularly  new,  but  from  the  situation  at  hand  to  the  mansion  that,  frankly,  doesn’t  evoke  any  more  feelings  of  safety  than  she  already  harbors,  it’s  been  difficult  getting  a  good  night’s  rest.  this  doesn’t  stop  lydia,  though,  from  venturing  out  of  her  room  in  pursuit  of  a  glass  of  water.  perhaps  a  little  snack,  even.  she’s  equipped  with  her  phone  flashlight  so  as  not  to  accidentally  wake  anyone  at  such  an  inconvenient  hour,  but  if  anything,  the  limited  field  of  view  it  provided  makes  her  feel  as  though  she’s  living  in  an  emily  bronte  novel.  that  is  to  say,  she  wouldn’t  be  entirely  surprised  if  she  returns  to  her  room  to  find  the  ghost  of  a  certain  catherine  knocking  on  her  window.  instead  of  encountering  a  19th  century  fictional  ghost  in  the  middle  of  the  night,  however,  she  picks  up  on  a  sound  very  much  so  alive.  a  bit  of  panic  sets  in  —  but  no  one  would  want  to  rob  this  place,  right?  —  and  lydia  quickly  hides  the  beam  of  light  against  her  chest  before  proceeding.  she  doesn’t  formulate  any  sort  of  game  plan  in  the  case  that  it  really  is  an  intruder,  but  she  presumes  that  it  must  be  her  imagination  running  wild.  other  people  live  here  too,  she  reminds  herself,  and  much  to  her  relief,  she  spots  a  familiar  figure  in  the  dim  lighting.  for  a  moment,  she’s  glued  in  her  stance,  simply  observing  in  fascination  as  chloe  puts  on  her  one-woman  show  without  an  audience.  or,  well,  so  she  thinks.  she  stifles  a  small  chuckle  upon  realizing  she’s  emulating  a  british  accent,  but  the  exhale  is  effective  enough  for  the  other  to  notice.  instinctively,  lydia  points  the  flashlight  outward  in  response  to  chloe  raising  her  makeshift  “weapon”,  but  drops  it  down  to  her  side  shortly  after.  “sorry,”  she  mumbles,  pressing  her  lips  together  in  amusement.  “i  didn’t  know  the  food  network  tapes  shows  all  the  way  out  here  too.”

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               *    ╱    i  went  to  sleep  at  8am  and  woke  up  at  4pm  today,  so  if  that’s  not  reflective  of  how  my  quarantine  life  is  going,  i  don’t  know  what  is  !  for  those  who  don’t  know  me,  i’m  𝒅𝒓𝒊,  twenty,  found  out  allen  from  cravity  went  to  high  school  fifteen  minutes  away  from  me,  yes  i’m  always  late  to  everything  including  posting  intros...  anyway  !  catch  me  on  disco  @  seonghwa luv bot#7258  n  let’s  get  funky  with  it  !

               𝙻𝙾𝙰𝙳𝙸𝙽𝙶  𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙵𝙸𝙻𝙴  …    ╱    𝚃𝙷𝙴_𝙼𝙴𝙳𝙸𝙲  :  lydia  oh,  also  known  as  phantom,  is  wanted  for  grand  larceny.  she  is  a  twenty-three  year  old  cis  female  who  has  ties  to  the  mastermind  due  to  her  family’s  disappearance  in  attempt  to  avoid  keeping  up  with  their  end  of  a  deal.  𝙰𝚂𝚂𝙾𝙲𝙸𝙰𝚃𝙴𝙳  𝚆𝙸𝚃𝙷  :  the  smell  of  rain  on  concrete,  doors  left  ajar,  fingers  crossed  behind  the  back,  muttering  under  one’s  breath.  𝙳𝙾  𝙽𝙾𝚃  𝙼𝙸𝚂𝚃𝙰𝙺𝙴  𝙵𝙾𝚁  :  lee  jooeun.

lydia is a brand spankin’ new muse, so if she ends up changing a little from what i write here …. Look Away

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⧼    one  :  background.   ⧽

born right after christmas but never having been religious, miss lydia’s youth was anything but holy

her mother died from postpartum cardiomyopathy a few months after she was born, and her father would never let her forget it ! it’s a burden she’s bore and continues to bear. her existence resulted in her mother’s death, she brings nothing but misfortune. it’s no help that she was also .. an Accident. the only reason her father kept her around was because she’s all he had left of his wife, even though he could easily express how much of an inconvenience she was in the same breath

when lydia was five, her father remarried and had another child — a daughter she would never be able to compare to. her step-mother had expensive taste. they had a nice house, lived in a nice neighborhood, but these meant nothing to lydia if their attitudes toward her were poor. i mean, her step-mother was decent enough but u could Feel the pity in the air. and her little sister ? was kind, but lydia lived in her shadow so she tended to distance herself. they never were close, sometimes she regrets it. 

she hated being home ! in her early teens, she’d always be somewhere else, hanging out at other people’s houses, the mall, anywhere. tended to drift between crowds, didn’t like to stay in one place for too long because of the feeling of taking up too much space. 

definitely felt a lack of purpose in high school, definitely got caught up in crowds she probably shouldn’t have associated with. to feel a sense of belonging, though, even if just for a moment, was something she craved and it got her into a handful of toxic relationships for sure.

around the time she turned 18, she sure as hell left home ! part-time jobs had her saving up for a small apartment quite a bit away ! she never looked back and wouldn’t want to !

she spent a year just living life on a day-to-day basis, it was kinda like a gap year of self-discovery but what she discovered was that she’s just wasting her life and living up to her father’s expectation of just being a waste of space

so the following year she went to community college and it was a good place for her to grow and shit .. find new meaning in life and purpose .. try new things .. meet new people

things were going pretty well for lydia up until she was like .. 20 i think .. i can’t do math KSDLJGHSDG but anyway ! i never mentioned this yet but basically her father was kinda like a p shady businessman … got some shady deals going on but lydia never really knew much about it and frankly didn’t want to ! 

her father got involved with the mastermind tho, had a deal that involved… a lot of money. a stupid amount. i’m keeping it vague because i don’t even know how much a stupid amount would be for people in this business but it was STUPID trust me SLKDJHGSD

due to his failure to keep his end of the deal and wanting to evade consequences he and the rest of her family just straight up Vanished ! probably changed their names . left the country . idek all i know is that they’re Gone

the deal was very much so Still There and the mastermind soon located lydia n was like . Pay the Fuck Up ! or whatever and lydia’s like ????? but she finds out about her father’s whole shebang and is like ??? what the fuck this have to do with me !! but since she’s the only tie — and frankly the most conveniently located — she’s forced to deal with the consequences so she’s thus indebted to the mastermind

so that sucks .. SDKLGJSD just as she’s trying to get her life together, that opportunity is taken away from her and she’s now thrust into a new situation and having to adapt to it .. whew !

but yea . it’d be wrong to say that she completely Hates the situation; she definitely started to normalize it and hell, it kinda feels nice that people gotta rely on her !

⧼    two  :  personality.   ⧽

very much so internalized an “i will shape myself into something that’s convenient for you” mentality but she’s beginning to like speak up for herself but it’s also the built up anger fueling that too KLSDGSDG but definitely the type to have an opinion but be talked down from it even if she knows she’s valid

has a .. troubled relationship with money ! due to her associations with it, she hates thinking about money but it’s what she needs to acquire to like … not be in deep shit SKLDJGHSD it’s a hard knock life for miss lydia !

seems mysterious and for What ! i swear to god if she internalizes any more shit she will explode .. being emotionally vulnerable ? she doesn’t know her !

often says things she doesn’t mean because her emotions have too much control over her LMAO her exterior is v v much so cynical and hardened but she’s just waiting for someone to crack it ;/

surprisingly clever

very good at being inconspicuous, laying low — she’s used to making herself small ;/

excellent judge of character but is stupid and doesn’t use it

gain her trust and it’s ride or die ! dependable and loyal to the people who decide to stick around

that’s all i have for now SKLDJHGDSG like i said … she fresh muse …

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⟨       𝐓𝐀𝐆 𝐃𝐔𝐌𝐏  。    ⟩

⟨      𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑  ╱  starter  。     ⟩ ⟨      𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑  ╱  thread  。     ⟩ ⟨      𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑  ╱  thread  ╱  𝒇𝒕. muse  。     ⟩ ⟨      𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑  ╱  dynamic  ╱  𝒇𝒕. muse  。     ⟩ ⟨      𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑  ╱  mobile  。     ⟩ ⟨      𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑  ╱  character study  。     ⟩ ⟨      𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑  ╱  visage  。     ⟩ ⟨      𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑  ╱  answered  。     ⟩ ⟨      𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑  ╱  music  。     ⟩ ⟨      𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑  ╱  out of character  。     ⟩