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juanesxesteban:

Juanes had managed to see the entire thing play out. He was shocked that it had been allowed, then again he was rarely at this side of the table. He was usually on the other side preparing the food. Mateo was the first one to greet the female, “Karaaaaa!” the five-year-old exclaimed with two crayons on his hands, Mateo was at that stage of life where knowing people’s names was a milestone or something like that. Juanes truly needed a guidebook on how to be a fucking father. Perhaps cursing was the first lesson – that it was not allowed. “I want pancakes – and chocolate. pleeeaase,” Once he was done Juanes looked over at the young waitress, “Are you alright? – Saw the incident or sexual harassment that took place?” Folding the cardboard menus he handed it back to Kara, “I’ll have the clam chowder and two ice teas as well as the little man’s order.” The older male also knew that he was going to have to start shaping a healthier diet for Mateo.

A smile instantly brightened up her features when she recognized the little boy, “ah, there’s the love of my life, I wondered when you were going to return,” Kara said with a giggle and gave the boy an affectionate rub on his head. Her attention returned to Juanes and she nodded, “I’m okay, I can handle a drunk guy with wandering hands,” she assured the older male before writing down his order, “pancakes and chocolate, huh? How about we cut a deal, order chicken strips and eat some veggies and I’ll make sure Jon gives you a nice, big slice of his double chocolate cake?” she looked at the five-year-old.

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ursula-atwell:

     Half drunken coffee mugs and a plate of untouched waffles – ones she didn’t even remember ordering kept her company, though she hardly paid any attention, the majority of it going to the stacks of paperwork in front of her. Perhaps the waitress felt bad for the lawyer, a look of bad distant every time Ursula rubbed her bleary eyes. She was nestled in what she deemed, “her booth” situated in the corner, her eyes closely scanning the legal wording for the last two hours. She hadn’t slept in two days, her fuse running short on coffee, biscuits and Advil that mostly summed up her diet. “Well isn’t this quite the surprise?” She replied, a welcoming smile curving her lips upwards. She was usually quite annoyed when she was interrupted. Not that she wanted to be rude to the customer service, they were always very nice, but their occasional appearance usually broke her train of thought, any coherent theory flying out the window. “Look at you, I barely recognized you now that you’re all grown up.” Your mother, she would’ve been proud – but Ursula neglected to mention that, the wound still fresh. She had heard about Kara’s mother passing, even went to the wake, but no words could console the young girl so she chose to keep silent. “Is that man annoying you? I can certainly take him to court, or just kick his arse.” Her posh English accent caressed her words smoothly, though the words dripped with a certain disdain, one that often emerged when she was talking about men. 

The words caught her off guard for a minute and Kara really had to look at the woman before a small smile lit up her features, "Miss Atwell, wow it really has been a long time," she said. Her smile died down just a touch, "six years, I believe, since we saw each other at my mother's wake." Even thinking about that time had her choked up and she had to stop herself from crying right then and there. It may have been six years, but it felt like no time had gone by since she had to bury her mother because of her father. Kara cast a look back at the drunk male before looking at the older woman, "nah, I live in Vegas and work at a diner, gonna have to get used to my ass being grabbed," she said with a sheepish laugh and rubbed the back of her neck. "How have you been though? Is there anything I can get for you? You look absolutely exhausted."

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"A penguin? Really?" The redhead shook her head as she refilled the man's coffee cup. "I believe you've had way too much to drink and should think about getting a cab home, no amount of coffee is going to sober you up tonight," she said as she leaned back up. Kara turned to walk away when a hand found its way to her ass. The young woman instantly smacked it away, "hands off the merchandise pal," she told the drunk man and moved back to the bar quickly. "Well I've had enough of that for one day, I'll be so happy when my shift is over," she huffed out to one of the other waitresses who assured her that she would finish looking after the drunk man if she took the new one that just came in. "Sure thing Deb," Kara saluted the older waitress and grabbed her writing pad from her apron before moving over to the table, "Howdy, my name's Kara and I'll be your server tonight, what can I get for you? Clam chowder is the special for the night."

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She didn't even know why she was at the motel at that given time. Well mostly she didn't remember it, with all the commotion she found herself not looking for the person she'd come to visit and instead was brought into the drama. There was something about penguins and peacocks and well that was the first time she actually ever saw a peacock in person. "Trust me, I'm not anywhere near ready to go outside in that chaos," she said with a scrunching of her brow before turning on her heel to face the other woman. "Are they vicious? Could they kill you?" she asked after a moment of silence.

“I told Jimmy he needed better security.” Cat sighed as she pushed aside the curtains in the hallway windows and peered out at the front lawn. She had been taking advantage of a lake work shift and slept in, only be woken up by someone screaming about a penguin. She had assumed it was just another drunk person who hadn’t turned in for the day yet and had turned over. Until she heard loud footsteps down the hall and managed to grab her glasses from the nightstand before looking outside. Either she was still dreaming or the Starlite was really going all out for a Jumanji theme though she knew it had to be something a lot less fun. She waited, debating if she should leave the room or watch the chaos from her window. Instead she stepped outside, curious to see if any other guests had left their room or if the staff had any information as to why this was happening. She was sure that someone had put a curse on the place in Jimmy’s absence. She stayed close to the door, shielding her eyes from the sun as she watched the animals roaming, suddenly realizing that they could see her too. Just as she thought it, she swore she made direct eye contact with one of the peacocks and before she knew it it was moving towards her. “No, no, oh hell no.” She turned to go back into her room but realized too late that she had locked herself out. “Fuck, I’m not getting killed by a fucking peacock!” She looked around and started to run towards the front office, screaming at the top of her lungs before she managed to push through the door, yelling at whoever was around her. “Do not go outside.”

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The redhead raised a brow as she listened to the blonde. "So a penguin and a monkey in a hotel room, this sounds like a start to a very bad joke," Kara said with an amused smile and nodded before finally standing up. "Lead the way, boss," she motioned for the blonde to start walking. "I suppose if I'm doing pest control we should actually know each other, I'm Kara," the young woman introduced herself as she tucked her hands into her jacket pockets.

“Listen no – no – and no – I am not that great with animals. Trust me I was scared of my brother’s hamster for ages. The day it died was the day I threw a party – ok that sounds terrible,” Tabitha commented as her stress level dictated her hand movenments, she chewed on her lips. She needed help – she didn’t need this person to believe that she was some cold heartless individual. “I just need you to help me take happy feet out of my hotel room – i tried to out run him and well apparently he waddles quicker than I run – to be fair I didn’t want to run over him. Can you help me?”” The stress had very little to do with the mammel in her room and rather with this being one of her few social moments since the passing of her husband. She had socizalied before she had ever gotten with her late husband so she had to be somewhat good at it – not like she needed him, right? Sure. “There is also a monkey in there too….bananas don’t really work.” she mumbled. 

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Is that [ KAT MCNAMARA ] clocking in at the [ SHOOTING STAR GRILLE ]? No, it’s just [ KARA ASHBURN ] — a [ TWENTY-ONE ] year old [ WAITRESS ] from [ HOUSTON, TEXAS ]. [ SHE ] identifies as [ FEMALE ] and [ BI-SEXUAL ]. They seem +GOOD-NATURED and -HOT-TEMPERED.

~ P E R S O N A L I T Y ~

One of those girls that is hard to get on the bad side of, but once you do you have a hard time being redeemable.

Fiercely loyal and protective of those she considers to be her loved ones. 

Will flirt and bat her eyelashes to those she sees willing to tip extra for such treatment at her tables.

Has a pretty short fuse and a hot temper

Has a good heart and readily helps anyone she sees needing it

~ B A C K S T O R Y ~

Born and raised in Houston, Texas

Father was a hotshot lawyer and her mother was a nurse

She grew up not wanting for much, honestly, but she didn’t let it spoil her. Neither did her parents. Her parents believed that she got what she earned

Her Aunt was estranged and lived in Las Vegas after having had a falling out with her father for stealing from them.

Her life took a turn for the worst when she was 15 and her parents divorced. Her mother subsequently ended her own life shortly after the divorce and Kara lived with her father.

After her mother died her father completely changed. He was no longer the happy man she knew. The one that always greeted her in the morning with a smile. He was just...dead inside and she could see it on his face. 

Those final three years were the worst of her life, no longer was she the loved child of two successful people.

When she turned 18 she moved out immediately, having gotten in contact with her aunt through a social media website. 

Her aunt let her live rent-free until she got a job and then started requiring rent.

She is a Waitress at Shooting Star Grille, and is taking classes at a community college in Web Design. 

~ C O N N E C T I O N S ~

Right now she is a quite naive little snowflake, I need someone to derail her a little bit, get her to live on the dark side.

She needs a best friend to confide in and will eventually become roommates with, someone that she values more than anyone else. She doesn’t talk about her past before moving to Vegas as she blocks out those three years before coming to live with her Aunt. 

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