milenasolis
milenasolis
BLUE NIGHTS.
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❝ that was the year, my twenty-eighth, when I was discovering that not all of the promises would be kept, that some things are in fact irrevocable and that it had counted after all, every evasion and every procrastination, every mistake, every word, all of it. ❞ milena mejia solis. 30. owner of the mayfair. glenn estates.
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Name: Milena Solis Age: 30 Occupation: Owner of The Mayfair Time living in Tonopah: 25 years Neighborhood: Glenn Estates Gang Affiliation: Board Member for The Enterprise Face Claim: Priscilla Quintana
Biography (TW: death, adoption, alcohol, depression):
A life where everything came on a silver platter was far from what Milena Solis’ mother could have hoped for when it had come to her children. Life for her had been a struggle in her homeland of Mexico; poverty, dwindling family for support, and lack of options set the woman on a mission for something better. Especially when she found out she was pregnant, and with twins no less. A friend of a friend had spoken of a job opportunity in the United States, if she could get to Nevada then she’d have the means to care for her coming children. What she hadn’t expected was how grueling the journey was and how much it would take out of her. Not much is known about Milena’s mother and the family she’d come from, just that she’d passed away not long after childbirth. There were complications and in the long run she had been too weak to overcome them.
The twins were fairly young when they were adopted. So young in fact that Milena has no recollection of any life before Nevada and Diego and Dale Mejia. With origins unknown to the State of Nevada, the twins went into the system and won the lottery when the very wealthy Diego Mejia chose them.
Growing up in Glenn Estates, Tonopah Valley, Nevada she was surrounded by family. Close bonds and an acceptance of differences. Never once had Milena been made to feel like she didn’t belong, as though she wasn’t real family because she didn’t share actual DNA. In fact, Milena, often called Mila or Lena, was groomed from the time she started schooling to eventually take part in the family business. As she got into her teens she would learn and understand that Mejia Morales Homes was more corporation and industry than a simple family passion project. At times it was overwhelming; the pressure to perform well in school, to be apart of certain social circles and noteworthy clubs, and achieving wins in sports all to support the family business. An understanding had been laid on her from the very start that she was to be a piece of the pie, as with all the other siblings in the mixed family.
In youth Milena took much for granted with her older sister shouldering the expectations of their parents and leading the way. She’d set a great example and Milena had always looked up to her sister, in many ways finding that she wanted to be a lot like her. Or at least have her approval. Where she saw her sister doing what was expected and take the path set out for her, Milena began to discover that she wanted something very different for her life. Real estate and flipping houses was far from a passion for her. She was obsessed with films, everything from classics to horror to indie and foreign, and knew that she wanted some sort of life and career involved in that industry. The big dream Milena quietly cultivated was to be a filmmaker of some sort, with arthouse and indie genres being her biggest interest.
When university approached talking about film school went nowhere. Instead she was steered away from schools like UCLA and NYU and more encouraged to find a path like her sister’s. UC Berkeley was pushed on Milena, or any top university with a great business or architecture program. In the end she agreed to go to business school at NYU and left Nevada for four years to pursue her degree, yet was encouraged to come home and work for the family business and her Master’s simultaneously upon completion of her Bachelor’s. New York had been a culture shock but one she loved to the fullest. Life and the people were so different in the melting pot city. Milena found herself in creative circles, going to open mic nights and slam poetry, nightclubs and a party scene, and for the first time in her life really let loose.
Returning to Tonopah Valley had been tough after New York. Family of course always won over, she’d do anything (or just about) for them, and the call to obligation rang. She worked real estate, selling homes and brokering deals, completely dispassioned while she did so. It made the family happy though and who was she to deny that? Except when her sister nearly died during an operation to hand over a kidney to their brother and thus had an epiphany, her departure had left Milena to pick up all that she’d left behind. It became overwhelming and while she understood her sister’s need it turned her a little bitter, because that had been what she wanted and now she’d become so tied to the family business.
It spawned a rebellion. Milena found her way into partying, much heavier than anything she did in New York as this was all about escape. Drugs and excess drinking numbed the regret and longing but made her miss time. Either she was coming in late, hungover or strung out, or Milena would be passed out on her couch all day. Only to rise when it was time to go out burn off the weight of fealty and expectations. It didn’t help that Milena and her twin had begun looking into their origins around this time too, the results only further plunging her into her depression and hedonism.
Eventually an intervention righted the world, turned what had flipped upside down to something she could firmly plant her feet on once more. Only this time Milena found she had room to bargain, she would return to the family business on a more part time status and clean herself up if her fathers, Diego and Dale, signed over The Mayfair to her. If she was to be ensnared in the family business then a lot more respect had to be given. Not only did Milena possess a shiny, prestigious degree from a top university but she had the savvy to do more than broker real estate deals. The last thing she wanted was to go through each day feeling like she was living life as some robot, arguing that the business of real estate, as grand as their success had been, just wasn’t for her. Thankfully an agreement was made and it had become Milena’s saving grace.
With a powerful name and grand success in the world of real estate, The Enterprise had sought out Milena when she took over The Mayfair, and following the vetting process she found herself a board member and with more power at her fingertips than a once orphan had ever thought possible. Milena’s feelings about the divided lines in town are troubled; she can understand the need for balance and order, knows the feeling of power at her fingertips, yet feels strange intrigue to those whose roots trace back to the same country as where she’d been brought into the world. Nevertheless, the goal is to make her family proud and to solidify their legacy. If only secrets and temptations can keep her from swaying…
Headcanons:
Quite the film enthusiast, Milena has plans for a new theater in town. She has a dream of a place that can house both stage and screen audiences.
While Milena and her twin are seeking out who their mother was and her story, doing what they can to discover their origins, they are going to inadvertently find out who their father was and that he has loose ties to the cartel.
She has an irrational love for deep dish pizza.
Something of a car enthusiast, Milena has a small collection of vehicles with her favorite being anything classic and/or muscle variety.
Somehow she’s turned it into an art: seeing how far people will go to bribe or gain any kind of favor from her. Milena is actually friendly, fun, flirty, and easy to get along with but she has no problem saying no and walking away after stringing someone along.
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❝ ...it had counted after all, every evasion and every procrastination, every mistake, every word, all of it. ❞
Age: 30
Gender identification: Cis female, she/her
Residential area: Glenn Estates
Occupation: Owner of The Mayfair
Gang Affiliation: The Enterprise
Two positive traits: Venturesome & resourceful
Two negative traits: Hedonistic & dreamer
Length of time in Tonopah Valley: 25 years (arrived in Tonopah Valley around 1 year old and spent 4 years in NYC for university)
Faceclaim: Priscilla Quintana
stacks of books everywhere, empty coke cans abandoned on tables and shelves, vintage rock band t-shirts, framed movie posters decorating the walls, an ever tempting crumpled pack of marlboros on the bookshelf, 2am cups of coffee, fitted jeans, scattered meaningful fine line tattoos, paragraph texts in the middle of the night
trigger warnings: death, adoption, drugs, alcohol, depression
A life where everything came on a silver platter was far from what Milena Solis’ mother could have hoped for when it had come to her children. Life for her had been a struggle in her homeland of Mexico; poverty, dwindling family for support, and lack of options set the woman on a mission for something better. Especially when she found out she was pregnant, and with twins no less. A friend of a friend had spoken of a job opportunity in the United States, if she could get to Nevada then she’d have the means to care for her coming children. What she hadn’t expected was how grueling the journey was and how much it would take out of her. Not much is known about Milena’s mother and the family she’d come from, just that she’d passed away not long after childbirth. There were complications and in the long run she had been too weak to overcome them.
The twins were fairly young when they were adopted. So young in fact that Milena has no recollection of any life before Nevada and Diego and Dale Mejia. With origins unknown to the State of Nevada, the twins went into the system and won the lottery when the very wealthy Diego Mejia chose them.
Growing up in Glenn Estates, Tonopah Valley, Nevada she was surrounded by family. Close bonds and an acceptance of differences. Never once had Milena been made to feel like she didn’t belong, as though she wasn’t real family because she didn’t share actual DNA. In fact, Milena, often called Mila or Lena, was groomed from the time she started schooling to eventually take part in the family business. As she got into her teens she would learn and understand that Mejia Morales Homes was more corporation and industry than a simple family passion project. At times it was overwhelming; the pressure to perform well in school, to be apart of certain social circles and noteworthy clubs, and achieving wins in sports all to support the family business. An understanding had been laid on her from the very start that she was to be a piece of the pie, as with all the other siblings in the mixed family.
In youth Milena took much for granted with her older sister shouldering the expectations of their parents and leading the way. She’d set a great example and Milena had always looked up to her sister, in many ways finding that she wanted to be a lot like her. Or at least have her approval. Where she saw her sister doing what was expected and take the path set out for her, Milena began to discover that she wanted something very different for her life. Real estate and flipping houses was far from a passion for her. She was obsessed with films, everything from classics to horror to indie and foreign, and knew that she wanted some sort of life and career involved in that industry. The big dream Milena quietly cultivated was to be a filmmaker of some sort, with arthouse and indie genres being her biggest interest.
When university approached talking about film school went nowhere. Instead she was steered away from schools like UCLA and NYU and more encouraged to find a path like her sister’s. UC Berkeley was pushed on Milena, or any top university with a great business or architecture program. In the end she agreed to go to business school at NYU and left Nevada for four years to pursue her degree, yet was encouraged to come home and work for the family business and her Master’s simultaneously upon completion of her Bachelor’s. New York had been a culture shock but one she loved to the fullest. Life and the people were so different in the melting pot city. Milena found herself in creative circles, going to open mic nights and slam poetry, nightclubs and a party scene, and for the first time in her life really let loose.
Returning to Tonopah Valley had been tough after New York. Family of course always won over, she’d do anything (or just about) for them, and the call to obligation rang. She worked real estate, selling homes and brokering deals, completely dispassioned while she did so. It made the family happy though and who was she to deny that? Except when her sister nearly died during an operation to hand over a kidney to their brother and thus had an epiphany, her departure had left Milena to pick up all that she’d left behind. It became overwhelming and while she understood her sister’s need it turned her a little bitter, because that had been what she wanted and now she’d become so tied to the family business.
It spawned a rebellion. Melina found her way into partying, much heavier than anything she did in New York as this was all about escape. Drugs and excess drinking numbed the regret and longing but made her miss time. Either she was coming in late, hungover or strung out, or Milena would be passed out on her couch all day. Only to rise when it was time to go out burn off the weight of fealty and expectations. It didn’t help that Milena and her twin had begun looking into their origins around this time too, the results only further plunging her into her depression and hedonism.
Eventually an intervention righted the world, turned what had flipped upside down to something she could firmly plant her feet on once more. Only this time Milena found she had room to bargain, she would return to the family business on a more part time status and clean herself up if her father’s, Diego and Dale, signed over The Mayfair to her. If she was to be ensnared in the family business then a lot more respect had to be given. Not only did Milena possess a shiny, prestigious degree from a top university but she had the savvy to do more than broker real estate deals. The last thing she wanted was to go through each day feeling like she was living life as some robot, arguing that the business of real estate, as grand as their success had been, just wasn’t for her. Thankfully an agreement was made and it had become Milena’s saving grace.
With a powerful name and grand success in the world of real estate, The Enterprise had sought out Milena when she took over The Mayfair, and following the vetting process she found herself a board member and with more power at her fingertips than a once orphan had ever thought possible. Milena’s feelings about the divided lines in town are troubled; she can understand the need for balance and order, knows the feeling of power at her fingertips, yet feels strange intrigue to those who’s roots trace back to the same country as where she’d been brought into the world. Nevertheless, the goal is to make her family proud and to solidify their legacy. If only secrets and temptations can keep her from swaying…
Quite the film enthusiast, Milena has plans for a new theater in town. She has a dream of a place that can house both stage and screen audiences.
While Milena and her twin are seeking out who their mother was and her story, doing what they can to discover their origins, they are going to inadvertently find out who their father was and that he has loose ties to the cartel.
She has an irrational love for deep dish pizza.
Something of a car enthusiast, Milena has a small collection of vehicles with her favorite being anything classic and/or muscle variety.
Somehow she’s turned it into an art: seeing how far people will go to bribe or gain any kind of favor from her. Milena is actually friendly, fun, flirty, and easy to get along with but she has no problem saying no and walking away after stringing someone along.
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PRISCILLA QUINTANA
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HIGH FIDELITY (2020) EP01 | Top Five Heartbreaks
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#me
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You’re the Worst (5x01)
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There’s no joining past to present — I saw that then. My old, whole self was gone for good.
Michelle de Kretser, Scary Monsters
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its important to watch movies that are not good and that next to nobody has heard of ever
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SEX, LIES, AND VIDEOTAPE (1989) — dir. Steven Soderbergh
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