#( closed starter. / && suzy s. )

[edensbingham]

closed starter for @suziesbingham at their apartment

Eden knew what long days were. A long day was Cornelius turning off the power ever five minutes. A long day was Tabitha and Sterling doing one of their scenes and making a mess out of the dining room. It was a fire in the kitchen. She knew long days and exhaustion and the need to relax and today was one of those days. With one guy calling in sick and a guy hitting on her all night and another spilling s tray of beer and just overall chaos, she was ready to go home and just open a beer and sit on the couch. That was the plan and it was good one. Or so Eden thought. After unlocking the doors and opening it, she walked in to see the living room of her apartment now a workshop for parts of some machine and there was no couch in site, just her sister focusing hard. "Suzie, what the hell?" She closed the door a little rough with irritation and plopped her hands to her sides.

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"Hey babygirl. It's okay to cry. - you can cry."

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                        the   hollow   thud   that   rang   out   as   the   brick   cracked   against   the   back   of   her   father's   skull   echos   over   &   over   again   in   her   ears   ,   her   whole   body   feels   𝖓𝖚𝖒𝖇   despite   the   steady   pain   in   her   chest   as   her   heart   batters   her   ribcage   .   her   hands   trembling   ,   tears   flowing   like   waterfalls   down   𝒸𝒽𝑒𝓇𝓊𝒷𝒾𝒸   𝓅𝒾𝑒𝓇𝒸𝑒𝒹   𝒸𝒽𝑒𝑒𝓀𝓈   as   tattooed   palms   come   out   to   gently   cup   the   nape   of   her   neck   on   either   side--   she   can   feel   frank's   digits   running   through   bubblegum   ringlets   as   he   gently   cooes   to   her   ,   hoping   to   ease   her   frantic   demeanor   whilst   informing   her   that   her   tears   are   not   something   she   should   hold   back   right   now   .   ❝      i-i-i   ...   ,   ❞   hiccuped   sobs   cut   her   off   as   she   burries   her   face   into   his   chest   ,   suzie   weeps   openly   into   her   lovers   cold   leather   coat   as   james   lay   𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜   on   the   tiling   that   stretched   to   the   very   edge   of   the   kitchen--   table   flipped   &   items   that   once   sat   atop   it   now   scattered   across   the   tiny   apartment   floor   after   suzie   had   tried   to   escape   her   fathers   drunken   wrath   once   more   ,   ❝      h-he   w-was   ...   he   s-said   he   was   gonna   𝖐-𝖐𝖎𝖑𝖑   𝖒𝖊   ,   frankie   ..   ❞   her   whole   body   heaves   with   each   whimper   &   sob   as   she   clings   desperately   to   frank   ;   hoping   that   maybe   if   she   closed   her   eyes   tight   enough   ,   she'd   wake   up   in   her   bed   to   find   this   had   all   been   a   horrible   nightmare   ,   rather   than   the   sad   &   tragic   reality   of   her   life   .   

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          He’d just vanished, it seemed. There one day, absolutely gone the next. At first she’d just chalked it up to his lifestyle; this is the kind of thing he and his crew did from time to time. Suzy thought that maybe he’d gotten into a little trouble and needed to lay low, that he’d call when he could. But he hadn’t. Not a peep, call, text, or otherwise. Days turned to weeks, weeks to months, and by the third she had given up trying.

She didn’t know how long it was when she heard the whispers about him. Ignoring the details, she focused on just one thing: that he was alive. He was alive and he hadn’t bothered to let her know. Fuck him then.

It was a slow day, which meant she was out front cleaning glasses and restocking the bar when he wandered back into her life. At first, she wanted to ignore him entirely, but the inactivity didn’t lend itself to that idea, so. On to the second.

“Don’t you have a bar of your own you can take up space in, Teller? I suggest you go there then because I doubt you’ll get very cheery service here. ”

( @musingsbydawnie​​ liked & got Suzy [#16] | accepting )

[pipparossi]

[ PHILLIPA ROSSI, SHE/HER, CIS WOMAN, NATASHA LIU BORDIZZO ] is a THIRTY year old NURSE from PROSPER, WV. They are GIVING and KIND but also TIMID and WITHDRAWN. She reminds me of oversized sweaters, worn leather satchels, handmade soaps, and pressed flowers.

BASICS

FULL NAME: Phillipa May Rossi

NICKNAME(S): Pippa, Pip (if you’re really close to her)

BIRTHDAY: June 25, 1967

AGE: Technically 29, turning 30 like 4 days after the Summer Solstice (yes, there will be a starter of her having a breakdown at the Windy Shot over it)

HOMETOWN: Prosper, WV

BIRTHPLACE: Prosper, WV

RELIGION: Christian

FAMILY

“FIANCÉ”: Matthew Sullivan

MOTHER: Xiu Ying “Suzie” Rossi (née Wen, deceased)

FATHER: John Rossi (deceased)

AUNT(S): Tessa Morley (née Rossi), Denise Weber (née Rossi)

UNCLE(S): Allister Morley, Anthony Weber

SIBLING(S): None

COUSIN(S): Dominic Morley, Jackson Weber, Cindy Weber

PET(S): Thicc orange Tabby cat named Pappardelle

APPEARANCE: 

Phillipa stands at 5′5″. She has dark hair and often wears it down with a side part. When she’s at work, she ties it up with a few stray strands on either side of her face. 

She doesn’t have any tattoos but she’s been tinkering around with the idea of getting one recently; she’s just unsure of what she wants.

Big ChapStick gal. It’s a staple in her make-up routine. Phillipa often goes light on make-up. She fills in her brows, puts on a bit of concealer and blush, and calls it a day. 

STYLE: 

Phillipa’s sense of style can be described as comfy and cozy. 

She’s a big fan of over-sized sweaters that engulf her. She loves to pair it with a plaid skirt. Though when it’s colder out, you can find her in a pair of light-wash jeans or pants.

Since the age of 15, she’s been wearing a silver necklace with her now-ex’s initial on it. Despite knowing she should no longer wear it because they’ve split up, she still wears it because she’s not over their nearly 15 year-long relationship.

FAMILY: (TW: parental death, mention of terminal illness)

John Rossi was a Site Manager at the Mines and passed away during the explosion. Before Pippa, Suzie used to work as a Clerk at the Post Office but quit when she was close to giving birth. When Pippa was older, she took a job doing admin at the Old Forge Bible Church and Community Center because she’s the type of woman who liked to keep busy.

Phillipa is a daddy’s girl through and through. When her father was alive, they were extremely close. He taught her how to make pancakes and play baseball.

Unlike her bond with her father, her relationship with her mother was strained and a big reason for that was the language barrier. Pippa’s mom had difficulty speaking English despite her many years in America, and though Pippa understood Chinese, she didn’t care to learn how to speak it. (She went through a whole ‘I hate being half-Asian’ phase. Narsty but she grew out of it and took her head out of her ass.) 

Another reason for their difficult relationship was that her mother wasn’t the most communicative person unless she was telling Phillipa to do something or reminding her about this extra-curricular or that. Hardly a word of praise, always a critique or judgment. It was easy to prefer her father to her mother when her father was laid-back and fun-loving and her mother was so stern and reserved. 

It was only when Pippa was in her mid-twenties that her relationship with her mother improved immensely. Her mother had colon cancer and for the longest time left it untreated. It was only when she was bed-ridden with barely any time left that she finally told Pippa. Finding out broke Pippa’s heart and she briefly returned to Hazzard during her mother’s final days to take care of her and they shared some very healing moments.

Most of Pippa’s extended family has moved away from Lockhorn County. The only member that remains is her cousin, Dom, who lives in Prosper and is an officer at the Old Forge Sherriff’s department.

FRIENDS: 

Pippa was extremely popular growing up. She was the pretty girl with the quarterback boyfriend. If you didn’t want to be her, you wanted to be friends with her. It would be easier to hate her if she wasn’t so nice. 

She and her boyfriend, Matt, were always seen together, always hung out with the same group of friends. They didn’t have lives outside of each other and they thought that was #socute. 

Pippa lost touch with her closest friends when she moved away for college. She was under the impression that her boyfriend was all she’d ever need and she’d be so busy with their new life upstate that it wouldn’t matter. Considering how things have turned out, she deeply regrets it and now that she’s back in Lockhorn County has zero friends to show for.

LIVING SITUATION: 

Pippa lived in a nice home on Prosper’s main street until the age of 17. After her father’s passing, they relocated to Hazzard. It confused Pippa greatly because she knew there had to be insurance of some kind considering the way her father died but given the state of grief she was in over the loss of her father, she didn’t put up a fight against her mother’s decision.

It wasn’t until many years later that she found out why her mother had sold their home and cut their expenses by that great of an amount. It was so that Pippa could have enough money for college after her father’s death. 

Currently, Pippa lives in Prosper in a converted space above her cousin’s garage. It isn’t the greatest place to live but it’s enough for her and has everything she needs. A tiny kitchenette, a place to shower and use the toilet, a bed, and enough leftover space to fit a desk and chair.

WORK:

Since moving back to Prosper six months ago, Pippa has taken on a job as a nurse at the local hospital in Prosper. She loves her job and does extremely well at it. Are there better places to be a nurse? Absolutely. But people in Prosper need nurses too don’t they?

SCHOOL: 

Phillipa has always done very well in her studies, from the moment she started school to the second she finished her degree. She’s naturally studious and extremely diligent, and on top of that, very involved in her student community. 

During her high school years, she was part of several clubs, tutoring a handful of kids, and always seen at every game her boyfriend had. All of the adults found a perfect student and citizen in her – a good girl through and through.

A lot of people might say that made her boring and her years in school uneventful, and for a long time Pippa disagreed. But now? Now Phillipa’s realizing that maybe those people might have been right. She wished she colored outside of the lines more. Wished she did anything other than be on her boyfriend’s arm. Thinking back, her experiences growing up were bland and all of her memories doing anything remotely fun involved him. It made her sick.

ASPIRATIONS: 

The thought of aspirations made Pippa laugh. Not because they were elusive but because she got close to realizing most of hers and she still hasn’t felt this divine happiness one would assume a person would feel at accomplishing their hopes and dreams. 

Go to college? Check. Become a nurse? Check. Marry the love of your life and live happily ever after somewhere that wasn’t Lockhorn County? Not quite... 

She was in a committed relationship with Matt for nearly 15 years, engaged for five of them, only to find out he’s been cheating on her for the past three. It tore her apart.

Her whole life revolved around him and their plans together, and now she has no idea what she wants out of life or what to do. Hell, she hardly knows who she is outside of him.

RIVALRY:

Pippa never felt strongly about the rivalry when she lived in Prosper, but her feelings quickly changed once she moved to Hazzard following her father’s passing when she was seventeen. 

When she lived in Prosper, it was easy to be ignorant of why the two sides butted heads, only understanding things at the most surface level. It was solely once she was in Hazzard that she truly felt and understood the class difference, and how being from somewhere instantly changed how someone saw you.

If Pippa was indifferent to the rivalry before, she tried harder to care even less about it once she was a part of Hazzard because she didn’t want it to affect her life, insistent that just because the two towns were aesthetically different didn’t mean that one was better than the other. (Her denial? Through the roof babes!) 

Thankfully, she didn’t have to deal with the rivalry and the foolishness that came with it for too long, leaving Lockhorn County and its folly behind for college and bigger and better things with her long-time boyfriend... That is, of course, until she inevitably found herself back in Lockhorn County after her decade and a half long relationship came to an end. 

After all of these years, she still doesn’t care for the rivalry. In fact she does her best to quell any situations involving it. And not that she’d care to admit this to herself, but she’s always harder on any Prospites giving Hazzardians a hard time. After seeing how the other half lived, Prospite snobs left a bad taste in Pippa’s mouth.

TLDR:

Pippa was a Good Girl™ who didn’t have a personality / life outside of her long-time boyfriend, so now that they’re broken up she has no idea what to do, what she wants or who she is.

She’s been back in Lockhorn County for 6 months now, working as a nurse and lying about the whereabouts her of “fiancé” and state of their “relationship”. It’s a classic case of Terrible Liar Has To Lie On The Spot And Hasn’t Had The Guts To Amend Her Lie So It’s Just Spiraling Out Of Control.

Needless to say, she’s still pretty broken up about the state of their relationship – or rather, lack thereof – and is taking this time to put herself back together and try to figure herself out.

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( @aspernamentum spun the wheel & got Suzy [#16] )

“Aaaaalright. Now we’re talking.” She announced her presence loudly, wandering from the back of the closed bar, bottle of the best whiskey in house in her hand. “My sister has the kid for the night. Ready to help a single mom get trashed?”