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❝ rhiannon.

one corner of rhi’s mouth twisted upward against her will, thinking about a time long ago when the taste of whiskey was still hard for her to stomach. “ mm, ” she hummed in acknowledgement, giving the girl the bare minimum of customer service she was obligated to offer. she found herself staring anywhere but the brunette, picking at the last remnants of some old dark blue nail polish lingering on her thumbnail, tapping her foot restlessly as she waited for the girl to finish and – hopefully – leave.

┅ was it appropriate for cosette to act as though nothing was the matter ?? most certainly not. was she going to continue relations as though there was no upset ?? most certainly. she had known rhiannon far longer than the rest of the goldenbay residents and their relationship was far more tumultuous. never one for awkward silences, to the point of it being a fault of hers, her coming question had an unusual cadence,  ❝ has anything in goldenbay changed in the past year or so ?? ❞ she didn’t particularly care to know the answer, but the silence had to be broken by something other than the swishing of her drink in the small glass under her fingers as she swirled it around.

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❝ kieran.

“Of course. But I might need your number first, gorgeous.”

❝ who’s to say that’s not a secret that has to be earned ?? ❞

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❝ amberle.

*.:｡♦ ⋅ ⋆ — amberle smiled, certainly pleased with the offer cosette was making for her, but as she thought about the story the brunette had just told her, lee bit gently on her lip. “ aaah, ok so i really want to say yes, but i’m also really really curious about the twins story, can we go deliver your flowers first ? ” she laughed, she could almost hear her dads voices telling her it was better to keep her nose from someone else’s business, but the truth of the matter was that amberle was a nosy girl, she loved to hear other people’s stories and lives and she also loved to run her mouth… quite often. “ we’ll go get some gossip and then we can head back to fleuriste, yeah ? ” the brunette tried, smiling at the other.

┅ her heart admittedly skipped a small beat when amberle suggested that they witness the drama. this story was far too amazing for it not to unravel before their eyes.  ❝ oh god, yes, that sounds beautiful, ❞ she nodded enthusiastically.  ❝ give me a mo, though, and we can head to the house. you can claim you’re in training or something so it doesn’t look weird that i have a partner, ❞ she more so told than suggested, walking towards the flat surface windowsill an quickly arranging the flowers in a makeshift bouquet. it wasn’t perfect, but some flowers were better than no flowers.  ❝ the house is a few blocks away, so if we do the ‘mom in a mall’ power walk, we shouldn’t miss too much of the drama. ❞ the moment her phrase ended, she nodded in a direction and began quickly moving in it, knowing it wouldn’t be hard for amberle to catch up.

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❝ kieran.

“I’ll call you if that..ever happens. Yeah I did, but you have to earn those secrets,babe.”

❝ well, if i’m going to have to earn those secrets, then hopefully you’ll be calling me up more than just to mend relationships, no ??  ❞

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❝ kieran.

“Okay..Well, I’m Kieran.”

❝ pleasure to meet you, kieran !! i’m cosette and i run the flower shop, fleuriste, on one of the intersections around here. if you ever fuck up a relationship, you know who to call. did you grow up around here ?? have any juicy secrets ??  ❞

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❝ bastian.

it wasn’t a rare occasion for bastian to find himself lost in his own thoughts, gaze shifting around his surroundings as long legs carried him in the direction back home. it had been a good day, then again, if you asked him any day was a good one. it took quite a lot to really upset him, so much so that he could only truly note one or two bad days recently. although any thought he was in was quickly brushed away as there was a sudden collision against him, eyes widening and a gasp slipping from his parted lips. ‘ i’m so sorry! ’ bash was quick to apologize, not even fully focused on who he had just ran into, instead glancing down to see the door scattered across the pavement. however, that was the least of his when a pair of beautiful green eyes were staring up at him—or maybe they were blue? his own eyes took a moment to search, unable to completely identify if the specs of color he was seeing were his own imagination because suddenly one of the softest laughs he’d ever heard was filling his ears and there was nothing but confusion flooding him. lips parted, there was a slightly stumbled step back as her words played through his mind and he had to remind himself to focus, think straight. this was real life, not some bullshit rom-com he watched alone at night. ‘ i uh— ’ pausing to swallow the dry lump in his throat, his eyebrows finally knitted together, head shaking slightly. ‘ not sure flowers are going to do that trick. if that happened to me… well, i know that wouldn’t my brother isn’t fucked up enough to fu—sleep with a girl i was interested in but.. ’ voice trailing off, he attempted to ignore the way his cheeks were burning up or how he simultaneously wanted to stare into her eyes while also avoiding any sort of eye contact. this was a very confusing moment. ‘ i uh, i’m good. but did you need help? i can find a broom or uh, anything. or just get out of your way and not screw the rest of your day up like i’m apparently doing so well already. ’

┅ even before words flowed from his lips to reveal which twin he was, cosette was enthused to see that it was a park twin that had been a victim of her short term inability to remember other people exist. evan and her were regular party buddies and bastian seemed simply so genuinely good -- the incongruity of someone to authentically pure in her life was well appreciated. the second that the semblance of his words beyond an apology rang in the air, it wasn’t hard to assess it was bastian before her. the cute one.  ❝ why are you apologizing ?? ❞ her laughter dispersed into the atmosphere again, ❝ i’m the one who chose to run into a live being instead of a pole !! ❞ she began assembling organized, small piles of the particular flower species that had met an untimely end, all for the sake of ease later.  a sense of seriousness hit her tone as she replied,  ❝ flowers fix most things, i think. ❞ within moments, though, the upbeat song in her voice returned ❝ also, i don’t know, bash, evan’s a wild one !! i’m just sad i won’t know any of the information past this. i guess i’ll have to create my own ending to this rocky story. too bad i’m really uncreative so the ending won’t be very good. ❞ her hands were in the process of compiling the piles as he offered his assistance. but, cosette’s progress was halted as he mentioned screwing up her day. whipping her head upwards to meet his eyes, she shot him a quizzical eyebrow and a half smirk, genuine confusion riddling her features.  ❝ what do you mean you screwed up my day ?? you just offered to help me when i ran into you. besides, it’d be really hard for such a dork to ruin my day. anyways, sure !! a broom would be great, actually. but of course, only after i get all these flowers up. i could never throw away my kiddos. ❞

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❝ amberle.

*.:｡♦ ⋅ ⋆ — once she noticed it had been cosette she had run into, lee couldn’t help but appreciate the irony, considering she was on her way to the other’s flower shop when they collided against each other. she always liked to stop by and get herself a sunflower, to get her through a day of being locked up in her parents drug store. “ ow. ” she breathed once she met the floor, moving to get up and help the other get whatever was left of the arragement. “ wait what ?? ” amberle asked confused, looking back down at the slightly bumped arragement, blinking a couple of times before looking back at the brunette, cracking a smile. “ that sounds so wild. ” she laughed, shaking her head at the question. “ nah, chances are i probably got more dirt on you than the other way around. ” she commented.

┅ a twinge of joy rippled across her skin upon recognizing amberle’s face. she was happy to clashed with a friendly face, as opposed to a stranger. relief didn’t even touch her emotions, oddly enough, only a faint glee. as amberle lowered to the floor to assist her, a hasty  ❝ thanks ❞  sped from cosette’s lips. a smile could shortly be found resting on those same lips moments later as she nodded vehemently,  ❝ god, yeah !! it sounded so messy. i simply had to check it out, y’know ?? i guess i could have gotten rid of some fight, but, i was pretty curious to see what was going to happen next. was the twin going to walk in ?? is he confronting her right now ?? who knows !!  ❞ finally gathering all of the greenery, cosette raised her body upwards, plants cradled in her arms.  ❝ don’t worry about the dirt. it’s the one mess i can live with. anything else and i think i would die. okay, but as an official thank you for your help and to make up for the fact that i thought you were a wall for a moment, want to head back to fleuriste for a free flower or two ??  ❞

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❝ kieran.

“That..was a lot of words..”

❝ benefits of listening, babe !! short version short, i don’t you and i don’t know this town so i can’t tell you if it has or hasn’t changed.  ❞

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┅ now, in most circumstances, cosette never hand delivered anything to her clients. in fact, when the caller swore it was an emergency she maintained constancy in the idea that it was his duty to gather the product until both the circumstances and his within-walking-distance location were unraveled to her. more so amused than empathetic, she immediately snatched a pre-made arrangement and scurried towards the house. completely in unaware of her circumstances, she managed to collide into another and cause the collapse of the arrangement. bending down to salvage whatever she could of her dearest love, she whipped her head upwards and laughed,  ❝ well, i suppose that’s what you get when you order a last minute flower arrangement as an apology for mixing up your girlfriend and her twin and fucking her twin, ❞  she allowed a pause to hang in the air, but not one long enough for the human obstacle to respond,  ❝ didn’t get any dirt on you now, did you ??  ❞

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❝ jason.

                 a faint ‘fuck’ managed to escape their lips, the cigarette hanging loosely at the c o r n e r of their mouth. hands fumbled around their pockets for a lighter, but the missing bump in their jeans seem to have caught them off guard. of course, they could only blame themselves — no better way to start the morning than without a good smoke. jay stood on the streets lazily until they spoke to the first person they saw within earshot. “hey – i know this might sound weird, but d'you think you have a lighter on you by chance? i kinda don’t know where mine is.”

┅  if they were to be technical, her flower shop opened approximately 17 minutes ago. but, minute details and mythical realities such as time often strayed far from her mind, thus potential clients to be forced to gauge how horribly they messed up their relationship and whether or not they actually required flowers to mend it. the girl hurried towards the tiny store on the corner of nowhere and nowhere, ponytail brushing the nape of her neck with each bouncing step. her stride nearly passed jason without a word, though finally her senses caught up to her thoughts. whipping her body around towards them, she shook her head rapidly and called a tad too loud,  ❝ nope !! but there’s one at the shop. come use it if you can keep up and promise not to set my children on fire. ❞

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❝ rhiannon.

caramel-colored liquid sluices through the air, a gentle tornado seeming to appear in the ripple of whiskey in the moments before it hits the bottom of the blown glass tumbler clutched in rhi’s left hand. she tilts the bottle upwards to stop the flow, shaking once to get off the last droplets of alcohol before setting it down among the bottles lining the bar wall behind her. she plops in three or four oversized ice cubes, the clink as they hit the glass echoing around the slowly-filling bar, and slides it across the bar top. “ whiskey on the rocks, ” she announces, glancing up to catch the eye of whoever had ordered the drink. 

┅  it was uncommon for cosette to find herself alone. particularly uncommon, at that. extroverted nature enveloping a delicate frame combined with a penchant for flirting provided that she’d never have to be a singular soul if her few friends were twittering some place else, devoting time to another. thus, the lack of current company was jarring, particularly in the scene of a local bar in a small town. the rattled mindset caused her drink order to be unusual considering her strong sweet tooth. she caught the glass slipping down the table with ease, in one swift motion grasping it and shifting it towards her lips. the taste of the liquid was uncomfortable in her throat, but she downed the sip regardless. ❝ i think the possibility of me ever becoming used to the taste of whiskey is more near impossible than possible at this point, ❞  she joked, airing on the side of dramatic, per usual. 

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❝ kieran.

“This place hasn’t changed very much, has it?”

❝ i would happily tell you ‘yes, definitely’ but considering i have never seen your face before and have only been here for like a year, that’d be lying and lying isn’t a very good small business practice. wait until we’re a bit bigger and i can lie to you all day.  ❞

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( heyo it’s red and i go by she/her ) so !! i’m at work for the next hour but i will be on discord probs bc my work doesn’t give me enough to do. i may show up a lil late to official opening since i get home right around the time this opens for me, but i’ll be on tonight. for now though, here’s your local princess cosette ↬

hey hi hello !! i’m red (she/her), your local crayon. i !! tend to put exclamation points/question marks in the middle of my sentence to denote a pause or something idk i just started doing it. oh, and i’m super extra. just like....yeah...

anyways !! meet cosette. if you’re close to her feel free to call her “c/cos/cosy”

so, she has two main inspirations. the first is post-underworld persephone (because i’m a mythology nerd), which comes in a lot with the non-rich-girl-princess side of her, and the second is the song “a little party never killed nobody” from the great gatsby movie and, well, the great gatsby life in general

she’s a lot to handle

a lot like you don’t understand

no one really knows where she came from ?? she just showed up about a year ago, opened a flower shop, and has been living here since.

in actuality, she kinda sorta really ran away from home.

why ?? for no like...good reason actually. her parents are loaded and they used to have gatsby-like parties every weekend and though she never really knew her parents, she had nice nannies raising her (and later herself bc girl is independent as all h*ck) and was able to attend the parties as a teenager

but, oh the curse of boredom and superficiality got to her so she went on a White Girl journey to find herself and find a place that felt real and now she’s here

the thing is...is that she’s comically unable to understand how to live a “normal person’s” life and chances are if it weren’t for her friends she’d be broke by now bc she just like ?? doesn’t get it ?? and it’s not malicious or anything or pretentious, she just is really unused to it and especially not used to living alone. she still can’t cook for shit. she will never be able to cook for shit.

thing is, she doesn’t want to go back at all so she won’t tell anyone why she’s comically unable to live the life of someone not ridiculously wealthy and she’s sO FUCKING INDEPENDENT she will do it all on her own

her interests are as follows: sex and botany

no like rlly she’s a strong powerful woman and enjoys her sex with people of all genders and any ounce of slut-shaming will come right back at you with a slap.

and she REALLY REALLY REALLY loves plants. like, a fuck ton. more than sex maybe. flowers, trees, green plants, herbs -- she loves ‘em all.

oh, and she's finding she likes partying here more than she did back home since she actually knows the people here lol

sarcastic, stubborn, independent, sexy, bratty (sometimes), protective, far too optimistic about things, and intelligent about many things aside from logic and common sense -- all describe her

she’s just kind of a whirlwind of a person

oh, and she’s really super fond of like....cute, genuine people and things. like, though i’m sure she’s rlly in with the party crowd and enjoys it...at the end of the day, she’d much rather be with the sort of people who never entered her life growing up. people who honestly want to be with her not because they’re being paid to be or because being with her means $$$ or sex or whatever. people who find joy in the little things; people who just love...life and all. idk. i know i know she’s sounding v much like those “I Only Want To Be With Real Hoes” ppl but ?? it’s true

❝ wanted plots ↬

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