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BY INSTINCT ALONE, zane responds to the embrace, inching closer. but his arms don’t make its way around her shoulders because the contact is broken too soon. years and years have passed and the sensation of hugging sophie was still so familiar to him. all zane wants to do is catch up, ask her how she’s been, but there’s too much resentment for that. once upon a time she said she’d never abandon him, but the opportunity just rolled around and sophie took it. of course she did, zane doesn’t blame her. he shouldn’t be anyone’s first choice. “ sorry to disappoint. ” a dry laugh escapes him. “ it’s not like i’m really going anywhere, now am i? ” zane takes another look at her, exactly how he remembers her. well, maybe not. maybe more beautiful. “ so… how’s life? you got yourself figured out pretty good, i guess. ” he makes the assumption nodding towards the scrubs.

sophie’s scrambling for words like a child trying to find their favourite toy. everything about him seems so familiar, yet so different that its caught her remarkably off guard. “ n-no, not disappointment, ” she starts, but finds herself so lost in looking at him she has to divert her gaze to continue. “ i just ... didn’t think you’d still be around when i came back -- but, you’re here and thats..., ” good, spectacularly lucky, more than i could’ve hoped for is what she wants to say. she wants to explain everything -- why she left without saying goodbye, why she was gone so long, why she never contacted him, why she came back -- but she cannot seem to find the words. still stumbling over what to say, she’s grateful for the slight shift in conversation. “ actually i think i’m the least figured out i’ve ever been. but i kind of like it that way ”. as she speaks her eyes dart around like a moth near a light source; flickering this way and that, but somehow always coming to rest on the features of the person she’d missed so dearly. “ but how about you? how’ve you been? how’s everything been? ” she queries tentatively, being so very careful to tiptoe around the question she really wants to ask; have you missed me as much as i missed you?

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IT’S A SLOW DAY AT THE STORE. and it’s not like zane actively participates in everything that happens in the little bodega, but he notices he had to ignore very few people so far. when the bell rings to let a customer in, zane’s bored enough that he actually wants to greet whoever comes through the door. “ good afternoon, how may i help you on this day? ” the male is ready to continue spouting retail pleasantries with his own weird twist but the next few sentences prematurely die on his tongue. zane’s expecting to see a person, not a ghost. the image of someone he loved so dearly & had abandoned him as well. a moment passes and his throat is too dry for him to say anything at all, hell, his smart mouth seems to have escaped him completely. not so smart now, huh, taylor? it’s not a pleasant sensation, joined by the feeling of his heart pounding painfully inside of his ribcage. “ w-what are you doing here? ” zane’s voice comes out in a weird croak. “ i thought you’d never come back to this town ever again. ” ( @csernyan )

with half her scrubs still on under a second-hand iron maiden jumper, sophie’s practically tripping on her feet into the store with last nights double shift weighing heavy on her shoulders. her thoughts are so busy and her eyes are so tired so doesn’t even notice what who is right in front of her -- until he’s literally right in front of her. and she sees him, but her feet don’t stop shuffling, driven by the need to double-check he’s there; to know he’s real. she barely processes a single word until her arms are wrapped around his torso, until everything she thought she’d forgot comes back and she’s apologizing profusely for it. “ i’m sorry, ” she repeats for the thousandth time, as she steps back “ i thought you wouldn’t be here, still ” she says. right where i left you, is the sentiment that resounds, both sad and happy, in the recess of her overcrowded mind. 

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“ okay, and that’s fine — but hows’ i s’pose to know she’s not actually pregnant and’s just fat? why’s that my fault? all i fuckin’ said was it looked like it was gonna be a boy, like — like people say boys hang at the bottom,.. because that’s where they’re destined to be and not on top like they stupidly are.” she realised she’d trailed off slightly, shrugging in defeat as she lowered her voice. “i might have added that last part myself but the POINT is… i did nothin’ fuckin’ wrong. “ now with a shrug of content, she poured herself another drink and quickly got it down her.

sophie can’t help but laugh. “ i’m not saying it’s your fault just -- maybe next time don’t make the assumption?” she suggests with an innocent shrug. “ unless of course you enjoy being yelled at by middle aged women in the middle of the supermarket? which i’ll admit was entertaining to watch from the other end of the aisle, but perhaps not so fun for you. ” her blue eyes follow jess’ action intently before her hand timidly reaches out towards the bottle and shift it over to her side of the table. she doesn’t try her luck with the fickle liquid, choosing instead to keep it safely out of jess’ reach. 

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gray: pierced a fourth hole on my ears today gray: how many is too many?

sophie: i didn’t even know u could get that many piercings sophie: do you even have room left on your ear for more? sophie: do piercings hurt? sophie: i have so many questions

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ooc: ok so im trash and its exam season and im very tired so i shall try my best to get a couple of replies out this morning, but hopefully after tomorrow i will be free as a bird!!

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Khaled Hosseini, A Thousand Splendid Suns

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wanted connections !!

'hey! you look familiar’ - whether it was someone she went to elementary school for that brief period, a next door neighbour, or someone she played with at the park; the possibilities are endless but i would love one or maybe a couple of people that sophie can remember from her childhood here! 

'i start work at five’ - sophie works as a paediatric nurse but also does some shifts for the ER so anyone working in the same hospital as her would be awesome! they could be friends or rivals or maybe even a bit of a saucy flirtationship? anything goes!

‘all my love, sophie’ - this could be so cute ya know? like maybe the pen pal is part of the reason sophie chose brindle bay again?? it would be so wild

'i’m always gonna be here’ - young or old this person is someone sophie always keeps a watchful eye on, and is always there to support them, help them through anything. maybe she’s picking them up from parties in her shitty, barely-running car or maybe she’s giving them some sort of unprecendented life advice a 3am -- who knows tbh

‘stitch me up, baby’ - someone who probably comes to sophie in the dead of night with cuts and bruises and soph, the loving soul she is, will stitch them up everytime. and maybe one time they get to talking as a distraction from the pain and find out they have more in common than one might originally have thought? or maybe the opposite - they have nothing at all in common but somehow they keep coming back and she keeps healing them 

‘i knew your brother’ - pretty self-explanatory. honestly i’m not sure how this one would play out, but it could be very exciting. sophie’s brother was 10 years older than her so any friends he had would be in their 30s by now if that helps at all!?

‘personal space is not a thing with you two’ - the ron to her leslie. the person she pesters and pesters and pesters with all sorts of miniscule things. they’re in each others faces all the time, and neither is ready to admit that it’s perhaps not the most unejoyable thing in the world. constantly walking the line between love and hate, but at least it’s funny to watch!

‘you’ve got a friend in me’ - her BFF. her confidante. the person she runs to with her problems, and the person she will listen to over everyone else. this could develop in so many ways depending on muse personalities, but a girl really needs some steadfast, someone who will always be there and someone she isn’t afraid to ask for help from

‘the nightmares are back again’ - let me just preface this by saying i am the Biggest Slut for cuddles ok? platonic cuddling? fuck yes. platonic cuddling with a hint of romance? fuck yes. just straight up ‘i like u’ cuddling? fuck yes. i love it all. but i digress -- this is probably someone that sophie doesn’t actively seek out for help, but that is there anyway. maybe they know about her past, maybe not, but either way they’re there in the middle of the night for her to hold onto and soothe the fears away. and it probably started when they heard her screaming in the night, and at first it was just every now and again, but now they’re sharing a bed more often than not 

‘i do not like green eggs and ham, i do not like you sam i am’ - this is your typical enemy -- as far as enemies go for people like sophie, which isn’t that far tbh. maybe their on different life paths, maybe they have different values and morals; whatever it is these two don’t get along and putting them in any setting together is bound to end in a battle for the books

‘morning coffee’ - they’re always at the same cafe at the same time everyday and eventually it morphed into them just sitting together to share the highlights of eachothers weekends? and just some pure, unproblematic shit

in conclusion, let me just say: i will (and i cannot stress this enough) love and adore ANY plot you can think of. my pea brain can only come up with so many different ideas by itself, but that does not mean you’re limited by the ones here! please, feel free to bombard my IM’s with big, long juicy paragraphs of ideas and i will do the same and it will be fun and funky and fresh ok cool (also side note: i love angst. pls give me anything with angst.)

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brindle bay welcomes sophie csernyan the twenty-two year old nurse. i kind of think she looks a lot like kristine froseth. they have been living in pink flamingo trailer park for six months and i heard they are known to be amiable but also unpredictable. when i think of them i think of trembling hands, darting eyes & second hand clothes. [ kate / nineteen / aest ]

yo what the fucc is up my dudes?! i’m kate, i’m nineteen and i never learned how to write intros!!11!!! so without further ado i present to u my precious baby sophie and remember to give this a lil like if u want to plot so i can shimmy on into your inbox asap XD

sophie was born to nora & alajos csernyan in Budapest, Hungary —> both parents were extremely strict catholics

they migrated to brindle bay when Sophie was just 2 years old

they remained in brindle bay until sophie’s brother, dmitri, died in a motorcycle accident in his attempt to run away from the family at eighteen — sophie was only 8 at the time

the csernyan family relocated across the country to another small town where alajos became the local parish priest

sophie lived life by very strict rules - she wasn’t allowed to be out past 7pm, couldn’t leave home before 8am except for work, attended church every day, was not allowed social media or any sort of technology, she wasn’t allowed to watch tv.

there were extreme punishments for breaking rules — including locking her in the church at night to pray, locking her in their prayer room at home for the weekend with no food or water.

most of her schooling was done from home, she only attended primary school from the ages of 6-8 before her father decided it was better to home school so she wasn’t exposed to corrupt influences of the outside world

once graduating early from high school, sophie entered in an accelerated nursing degree at Adelphi university but ended up back at home at 19, working in the small local hospital there

after befriending all of the staff at the hospital and confiding in a co-worker, sophie was able to procure the means to run away from her family at 20

she was on the run for a year - living off barely anything - before being drawn back to brindle bay at the beginning of this year

still struggling to get on her feet, she works long hours at the nearest metropolitan city hospital to scrape together money for rent

her main goal is to secure a stable living arrangement and job so she can fight for custody of her remaining two youngest siblings who she was forced to leave behind when she left home

personality: when you first meet her she is quite reluctant to reveal any information about herself, but is more than happy to listen to people talk about themselves. she comes across as the type of person to be naive, but is actually much more aware than one might think. she has the kind of aura that people feel drawn to and if she chooses to let you in you might be surprised to find out how profound her thoughts are and how deep her emotions run. If she lets you in, chances are she won’t let you go.

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i love them

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*SLAMS FIST ON TABLE* ow

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*puts on cool socks* Ok ready to go

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