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Muse A is a rich, old money vibe individual. Raised in wealth and privilege, life for them is good, practically handed to them on a silver platter. Muse B? Not so much. Not raised in poverty, but nowhere near Muse A. Muse A's family hires Muse B as 'the help' (either a nanny/maid/butler/cook) and the two begin to interact. However, there's a twist. Muse A's parents are deeply engaged with the mafia, and are getting themselves into hot water. This begins affecting Muse B, who is slowly being put in danger because of this.
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Character’s full name: Crew Evelyn Harris Sinclair Reason or meaning of name: Crew’s name stems from many familial ties, and most of them can be traced back many generations Character’s nickname: TBA Birth date: 5/27 Age: 22 Physical appearance: Crew is all white teeth, and big smiles. He is sunshine, warmth, and sandy beaches. He is a 6'2 bundle of blonde hair and muscles, and he is beautiful. His big green eyes are captivating, and something about the warmth found there draws people in. He has an athletic build, and uses it to his advantage in everything he can think of. His face is well-built, with a strong, square jaw, and high, sloping cheekbones. His eyes are not deep set, unlike his father's, and his dimples pop whether he is smiling or not. He doesn't wear glasses, nor does he wear contacts. The Sinclairs do not need to wear any sort of correction, because, from the outside, they are already perfect. Why would they need something so trivial? His skin is warm and tanned, pristine as a placid lake. The few scars he sports along his legs come from sports, and those were to be expected, of course. Crew was born to play sports. Back in Massachusetts, every fall, every break, every time not spent in school was to be spent in physical activity. Tennis, lacrosse, baseball. He is the epitome of a handsome young man from the East Coast, prepared to become everything he was meant to be. His most distinguishing marks are his stature, and his face. The Sinclairs have a very distinct way of look, that stems from generations of tall, blonde, happy people getting married, and having tall, blonde, happy children. Crew follows after these expectations perfectly, with his vigorous height, his cheerful nature, and then hair that is so unmistakable. These blond locks fall long over the summer, when he refuses to have it cut, and it will curl slightly around his ears, softening that clear-cut jawline. He rarely styles his hair, given the amount of time spent in the water, on the beach, or on various sports fields, why would he? It stays neatly out of his face for the most part, so he is satisfied. Crew's voice is rather low and smooth, and his enunciations are clear and precise. Every word is meant exactly as it is said, unless he is in a temperamental frame of mind. Overall, he is found attractive by the girls he knows, and he makes a point to keep it that way. He is the product of two of the wealthiest families on the East Coast.. Why shouldn't he be praised and adored? Treasured and doted upon? Crew dresses like a young gentleman for the most part. He will wear the proper tuxedos and polo shirts, the jumpers over button-down shirts, He will wear the ties as expected, his shirts buttoned all the way up his throat. But the summers are his, and his alone. Linen shorts and shirts find their moments, as do his less casual clothes. However, if he could truly have his way, he would be quite content to wear nothing but his swimsuit, and spend long summer evenings on tiny, secluded coves, sipping a whiskey and sour, soaking the last rays of the sun's warmth. Crew normally doesn't wear many accessories, but occasionally he will wear a simple, silver chain with his sisters' initials engraved on a small pendant. Personality: Crew is ambitious and smart enough, and uses these to his advantage when he can. He is quick witted, and easy to laugh, but once he's formed an opinion, he is not willing to change it. He is stubborn and articulate, and loves to debate and argue, whether for fun, or if he means it. For the most part, he is curious and creative, and will listen well, especially if it might teach him something new, that he can use to look even more intelligent later. Crew is very adventurous, and is always ready to do something that could lead to danger or trouble. Risk-taking is a trait he is known for, and one his parents have tried time and time again to rid him of, to no avail. He is loyal to a point, but the moment he has a reason to distrust you, he will start to pull away. Despite this, Crew often comes off as arrogant and forgetful, which he tries to not show, but occasionally will surface. His impulsivity can lead to terrible consequences, and he never seems to take anything away from his failures. Some would see it as resilience, others more as pig-headedness. He is snarky, and his sharp tongue can often come off as more harsh than he intended. He is also very disorganised, and his rooms would be a wreck if it weren't for the help his parents inevitably employ. He has a very dry, dark sense of humour, which many people in the upper echelons of society do not understand, nor do they appreciate, which has gotten him into trouble many a time. His greatest joys in life are his athletic endeavours, and his two younger sisters. His greatest fear in life is losing his sisters, especially the one who is only a few years younger than him. He is most at ease when he is with his family, or with close friends, though occasionally he will close himself off if he doesn't know a lot of people. He prioritises his relationships above his athletics, and his athletics career above his academic career. When he was younger, he struggled greatly with anxiety and depression, mostly stemming from the pressure of his parents, though he was put on medication for it when he was nine, and never looked back. Who cares if sometimes, he takes a few more pills than necessary? Who cares if he can't sleep at night without having a large alcoholic beverage, or some heavy duty meds? He certainly doesn't. It's perfectly normal, and he is perfectly fine. His life goals currently revolve around finishing college at Princeton, and taking on the family business, which he honestly isn't positive what is. His father prefers to not speak of his job with the family, especially in front of his wife. Crew also plans on continuing to play his favourite sports, and, if time allows, he is hoping to be able to travel around Europe with a group of his friends, or perhaps a partner. Relationships: Mother (Rosamund Sinclair): Rosamund Sinclair married young, and married high. She was known for being a beauty, and carries on her family legacy with her well-known parties, clambakes, and any other reason to celebrate. She recently celebrated her fortieth birthday, and is having a hard time accepting that she is beginning to grow older. Despite her fluttery nature, she is a warm, maternal figure for all her children, and raised them well. Father (Preston Sinclair): Preston Sinclair is the polar opposite of his wife, especially in public. He is closed off, and keeps his feelings and business endeavours close to his chest. However, at Rosamund’s many parties, he takes time out of his busy schedule to socialise with her guests, and participates in any events she has planned. He tolerates his children, but none of them would ever say they feel particularly loved by their father. He rarely dines with them, and when the Sinclairs head to California for their summers, he does not accompany them. Siblings: -Kennedy Caroline Sinclair: Only two year younger than Crew, Kennedy Sinclair is everything she expected to be. A bright, blonde beauty, she is smart and sweet, and fun-loving. She and Crew get along like a house on fire, and when they were younger, were rarely seen without each other. Now, their interests have changed slightly, but they still hold quite an impressive sibling rivalry and affection for each other. Kennedy is planning on attending Harvard, and often helps her mother with the huge parties she throws. -Clementine Margaux Sinclair: Clementine is the youngest Sinclair, and a rainbow baby. Rosamund had wanted three children for a long time, but had suffered through multiple miscarriages after Kennedy. She began to lose hope around the time Crew was turning fifteen, but to everyone’s attention pleasant surprise, Clementine made her appearance ten days after her big brother turned ten. Now, at eleven years old, she is taking after her big sister, and any attention from her siblings is greeted with big smiles and joy. Despite her being the youngest, and a surprise, she is not treated with any more favour or affection than her siblings. Extended Family: Grandmother-Maternal (Lacey Alberts) Rosamund's estranged mother. After her daughter married into a wealthy family, Lacey lost touch with her, and only met each of her grandchildren once, at their Catholic infant baptisms. The children do not know much about her, and know better than to bring her up. (Age 76) Grandfather-Maternal (Terrence Alberts) (Deceased) Grandmother-Paternal (Delilah Sinclair) Delilah is a strong, independent woman. Well-liked by the upper echelons, this older woman was a beauty in her youth, and remains a force to be reckoned with. She is very sweet with her grandchildren, but has a sense of menace around her. Delilah is known for her mistreatment of staff within the household. (Age 66) Grandfather-Paternal (Harrison Sinclair) Harrison Sinclair is a coy but genial older man. Not much is known about how he amassed his fortunes, but most assume it was not through legal means. He is private about most of his business matters, but loves to brag about the money he is still making. Amongst the cousins, he is known for picking favorites. (Age 70) Aunt-Paternal (Jordyn Sinclair-Larkin) A tall, stately woman, firmly set in her ideals and morals. She is an eldest child, and still holds this feeling over her younger brother. Her husband, Ryan, was killed in a 'boating accident' when she was pregnant with her youngest child. Many of the details that would prove her involvement are sparse and at least are not public, so there is a great suspicion surrounding the whole incident. (Age 32) Cousins Drew Katherine Larkin The eldest Larkin child, and the second Sinclair grandchild. She is quite the spitfire, and spends her days with Kennedy, on the beach. She is less than fond of her mother, and has made it quite clear to the whole family that she has no intention of following the expectations laid before her. She is planning on attending a small college for a degree in women's studies. (Age 17) Taft Darcy Larkin The second grandson, and fine young man. Taft is a handsome young man, and his mother's pride and joy. He is fond of debate and law, and looks up to his grandfather, and uncle. He was not too young when his father died, but refuses to mention any grief he may be feeling, and has not attended therapy. (Age 15) Juliette Delilah Larkin Her mother's youngest, and a joy to the family. She adores all her cousins, and very much looks up to all of them. Amongst the eldest cousins, she is considered a pest, too young to be with them and their more adult problems. Even so, they are kind, knowing better than to risk the wrath of their grandmother. (Age 3) Pets: The Sinclair family has always had at least one dog, normally two or three. Right now, they are happily engaged with a Doberman pinscher, Cha-Cha, and a Golden Retriever, Dixie. Cha-Cha spends all his time at the East Coast house, but Dixie travels with the family. The Larkin Family, who spends most of their summers with the Sinclairs, also have two Golden Retrievers, Goose and Sir. |
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Full Name: Ellidora Isa Meadows Name Reasoning: Ellidora had her first name named after her mothers great grandmother, her middle name being her mothers sisters middle name. Like everyone else in her family, Ellidora carries her family name, Meadows. Nicknames: Elli ~ Pronounced Elly, this nickname was given to her by her younger sister and is now used regularly. Sometimes the young woman will introduce herself as Elli when first meeting. TBA- . -:- ‹‹‹ - ››› -:- . Age: 21 Years Old Birth Date: September 17th Zodiac: Virgo . Gender: Female Pronouns: She ⁄ Her Sexuality: Heterosexual . -:- ‹‹‹ - ››› -:- . Occupation: The new maid for the Sinclair Residency. Past Occupations: Local Seamstress - 2 Years, Since She Was 19 - Continuing With Close Affiliators Only, For The Moment . -:- ‹‹‹ - ››› -:- . Physical Appearance: Ellidora is a pretty young woman, most of the time her beauty is something people see only by certain standards. She's a smaller woman, standing at a height of 5'2" and having a smaller stature. She has small, narrow shoulders and arms that are slightly muscular from all the work she does with them. Her legs are long and nicely toned, which she often likes to show off in the dresses and outfits she creates in her free time. Ellidora is not quite the dainty feminine woman that people look for, but she's not far off. Her job does fit her body quite nicely though, having a gentle appearance with an unspoken elegance to the aura around her. She's on the slimmer side of body structures, her curves being soft on the eyes, not being the first thing you may notice about her. Her waist curves softly into her hips, which are a little wide set but not too wide for her frame. Ellidora is fairly proportional, with a small ribcage and a chest size that isn't too big nor too small for her size. Overall, she's built pretty average for a young woman of her age, with a few of her own quirks. Her skin is nicely tanned,although a bit pale on the shoulders and upper thighs. The girl was blessed with clear skin, free from blemishes except a few small scars and birth marks. She has smaller wrists and ankles, her wrists being connected to delicate yet hardworking hands. Her fingers are long and almost always will have a shorter almond tip, preferably a nude color with a white tip for her nails. Scars are visible, though sheaps has very few. One that drags a few centimeters on her upper thigh, from an incident with a friends cat. The other is just below her color bone from an injury when she was quite small, having to do with a barbed wire fence, not the most pleasant story. She also has a small scar on the soul of her right hand, from a rather surprising runin with her running into her sewing machine- you could say she's a tad bit clumsy. Of course there are the small pricks and tiny scars from knitting and sewing needles, nothing horrible though. Ellidora has long, wavy dirty blonde hair. One could argue that its just blonde, or that its a light brown and not even considered the lighter shade. Some strands are a lighter blonde, natural highlights that she finds herself lucky to have. How they appear really depends on how good the lighting is though. It falls to around her shoulder blades, and is usually kept down or braided back during her work. Her eyes are one of her features she takes most pride in. Soft doe eyes that always seem to have some sort of innocence to them. Baby blue in color with a pale green around her pupils, giving an array of blues and greens. They're framed by long, thick and dark lashes. Her nose is a very unique feature about her. Its a little narrow and straight, but at the end of the tip it is upturned slightly. Its not the most extreme thing but its definitely noticeable. Her nose is paired with her soft, full lips that are formed in the shape of a defined cupids bow. Her brows are slightly arched and darker brown in color. She has a gentle heart shaped face and full cheeks with high cheekbones. There are hardly, really not any signs of aging on her face- aside from the eye bags she acquires after long days of work, which she has tried to get rid of. . Personality: If you know Ellidora personally, you'd know that there is a lot to her. Elli is one determined young woman. She has never been considered a quitter and has quite the bold choice of words directed to those who do indeed quit easily. Once Elli finds something that she knows she has to get done, she will not stop until it is completely and utterly finished. Most can describe her as reliable because of this. This goes along with promises. Ellidora makes very few promises but the ones she does make, she will always fulfill. Bold. As much as Ellidora rarely interacts with others, when she does she tends to come off as very bold or straightforward. Well, the sensitive ones would call her an asshole. Elli simply doesn't sugarcoat anything. This is always why most will not go to her to advice. Don't be an idiot. As she would say. Ellidora has a hard time realizing that others have feelings as well, she barely even acknowledges her own feelings. Elli has still to meet someone that will bring out her more softer side. She always assumes that she has to keep her guard up around others. That being said, she doesn't not care about peoples feelings. she will slowly figure out what everything they do means. Typically she will become sweeter and a good bit softer when she's connected with a person, becoming somewhat more affectionate as well. Ellidora can easily be described as awkward, especially when it comes to romance. She has very little experience in the romance department and likes to keep it that way. After all, it would just be a distraction on her part of working a job. When in a situation Ellidora feels uncomfortable in, she will tend to give you a simple blank stare without realizing it. Most have called her out for it and claim it to be odd or weird. Elli, without hesitation, will try and attempt to change the subject- just because she simply hates being out in that type of situation. Her love language, if anything, would be Gift Giving or Acts of Service. But those might change if she finds someone she can even verbally say she likes without rethinking it in her mind. Ellidora tends to easily overwork herself. She always has to be doing something otherwise she will quickly gain the feeling of uselessness. Does she ever get tired? You may ask. And the simple answer. Yes. She isn't a superhuman, like everyone after a hard day of working, she is worn out. But she will block it out of her thoughts as long as possible to just be able to get the work assigned done. She rarely listens when people tell her off for a break, her friends usually having to physically take her out of the place she is working to do something else proactive or simply sleep. To put simply, she would rather work to the bone for hours than stand around and do nothing. . -:- ‹‹‹ - ››› -:- . Relationships: . - [ Close Family ] - . ~ Drew M. Meadows ~ Father The 67 year old mam, married to Ellidora's mother, is the birth father of the 21 year old girl and her littler siblings. The man himself grew up in a middle class family, and he always strived to do as best as he could for his children. Unfortunately, when Elli was 7 year old, he lost his job working as a large and well known architect and now works a 24 hour shift as a librarian at a local library. He loves his daughters but often has a rather difficult time communicating with them, since he's always gone. Usually leaving that for his wife to handle. ~ Rachael J. Meadows ~ Mother The middle aged woman, 61 years old, is the biological mother of Ellidora and her three younger sisters. The woman is probably the hardest working adult of the two parents. Despite her husband working 24 hours at the library, not only does the woman have to care and deal with the three children who haven't moved out yet, but she also works as a digital media artists, having to work on her projects daily. The woman appreciates what her husband is doing, really, she does- but she'd much rather him spend more time with their girls. Unfortunately, she is aware, that is hard to do, given their situation. Rachael is far closer to each of her children unlike their father, often connecting with them better. ~ Jennifer L. Meadows ~ Younger Sister Jenny, Ellidora's youngest sister, is surprisingly probably the sibling Elli can say she agrees with most. The 9 year old has skipped grades three and five, currently going into 7th grade when she turns 10. The girl is a scholar, and her parents know it. Often praising her when she gets straight A's and having a serious sit down conversation when she gets anything less. Her family expects great, rich things to come from her as she gets older. Ellidora is one of the only people that has been informed straight by Jenny that she would much rather follow the path of dress making and fixing, just like Elli has and is still doing. The young woman takes great pride in that, but is also often worrying on how well the little girl is doing. ~ Bella A. Meadows ~ Younger Sister The middle child, she was been the younger middle child when Elli lived with her family, and she still is now that Ellidora moved out. At the age of 13, Bella has been taking interest in equestrian riding. Though her family only ever lets Bella go the a horse riding camp in the summer, girl girl has been doing that for five years and says that that is what she's set on as a lifetime career. To be honest, her parents have been thinking otherwise, wanting the girl to take on some sort of nursing job or something having to do with medicine. The bold teen always shoots back that there is veterinary work to be done with the equine level of animals. But still, her parents are hesitant to let her go further. Bella and Elli do get along, Bella's just a bit snippy some times (like every teenager at that age), but otherwise Ellidora and her care deeply for eachother. ~ Marianne M. Meadows ~ Younger Sister Mary is one of the three sisters Elli can most relate and get along with. As the young woman was also once the eldest child in the household of 6, Ellidora can understand and appreciate the work Marianne does to help out her family. The girl is often cleaning around the house, she follows instructions, gets along with the younger girls quite well, as well as doing everything else she can to make her parents lives a bit easier. The girl is 17, turning 18 in three months- but she will most likely stay with her family until they've found their selves in a more stable position for living comfortably. She works with the girls father at the library, doing 6-9 hour shifts in the afternoon and at night. So as imagined, she a bit tired when she arrives home. But that doesn't seem to stop her from doing everything else that she can. How Elli is so very proud. . - [ Other Affiliations ] - . ~ Loddie M. Peere ~ Closest Friend The 24 year old has been Ellidora's best friend since their middle school years and grew closer in high school. The woman comes from a middle classed family, on the higher side of things, and both of her moms work in the field of digital house selling as well as their full-time jobs as nurses. The young woman, Loddie, married young to her husband, Parker Peere, sharing a newly born baby. Charlotte Peere. As Loddie works as a full-time Anesthesiologist, the woman sometimes has to have someone to watch her now 18 month old baby girl. And that's none other than Ellidora. Elli and Loddie have frown closer ever since the baby was born and they support each other through practically anything and everything. Though Loddie will always have her own opinions on things and how they should be done, Elli loves her. ~ Lorenzo M. Freund ~ Ex-Boyfriend Oh boy. Do Ellidora and Enzo have a long past. The two met when Elli was in third grade and when Lorenzo was in fourth. The two immediately hit it off, being extremely close while Enzo was particularly protective of her. Their situation has change from a friends to lovers situation, which probably lasted three or four years, which changed when Ellidora turned 19, having to break that because Enzo moved across the country and she just couldn't deal with a long distance romantic relationship at that moment. The two still remain close, periodically checking in on how each other are doing, and that's perfectly fine with both of them. Lorenzo now lives with his roommate and now boyfriend of one year, and they are seemingly still going strong. Ellidora's happy for him. . - [ Pets ] - . ~ Casper ~ The Leonberger is basically jut a huge teddy bear. The two year old canine is big, over 2'5" feet tall at the shoulder. Not to mention he looks bigger because of just how much fur he has. Which is a lot. As a dog used in places with cold weather, the canines breed had to have thick and fluffy, two layered coats to keep them warm. Ellidora sometimes jokes that with all the hair he sheds, she could make a fur coat. She probably could if she tried hard enough. Casper is a ghostly white color, given his name after a well known ghost, with the exception of his back and the upper side of his tail having some light brown flecks and almost puddle-looking splatters. He is the sweetest boy, the only thing he doesn't like is the rain and cats. He gets along well with other dogs but can get quite a bit protective of his owner if some random canine approaches her. He also doesn't have any idea in the slightest what personal space is, usually just plopping himself next to you without realizing his size or trying to squeeze into gaps he can't... Without realizing he can't. Casper currently lives with Loddies small family for now. . -:- ‹‹‹ - ››› -:- . Other Information: Here's some music to get into the vibe of who she is ⁄ what she'd be listening to while working ↓ ~ The Walls - Chase Atlantic Heaven and Back - Chase Atlantic Consume - Chase Atlantic Apocalypse - Cigarettes After S*x The Night We Met - Lord Huron Francis Forever - Mitski Where's My Love - SYML Romantic Homicide - d4vd Jealousy, Jealousy - Olivia Rodrigo Summertime Sadness - Lana Del Ray Space Song - Beach House Daylight - David Kushner Dancing With Your Ghost - Sasha Alex Sloan I Found - Amber Run Another Love - Tom Odell when the party's over - Billie Eilish |
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Crew was sprawled on his bed, half asleep, when someone rocketed in from the doorway landing fully on his stomach. He sat up with a groan, pushing at whatever it had been, not surprised when his fingers met warm, golden fur. The dogs liked him, and when it wasn't the buttcrack of dawn, he liked them too. This, however, was not one of those times. He slowly pushed at the dog, trying to figure out which one it was. It only took him a few seconds. This was his cousin's baby, the young dog, not quite a year old.
"Goose," he mumbled. "Go fetch."
The juvenile beastling leapt off his bed, apparently going to fetch the nonexistent tennis ball that had been thrown. Crew sat up, rubbing his eyes. The clock next to his bed was gone, so he dug around in the blankets of his bed until he found his phone. He scowled when the time flashed up: 8:30 AM. That was at least three hours too early, in his opinion. He lay there for a moment, hoping sleep would find him again, but to not avail. He glanced over to his desk, where a pill container sat so innocently near a stack of papers. But no. He knew better than to take that many pills so early. Finally, Crew stood up, and went to bother his sister. If he was up, she needed to be up too. He was careful to be quiet in the hallways, he wanted his sister up, not his whole extended family. He knew which floorboards squeaked, which doors hung a little too heavy on their hinges, so he was able to make it down the hall without much issue. However, once he was at the door he wanted, he paused, and listened. Inside, he could hear the soft strains of the music Kennedy always fell asleep to, if it was still on, that meant she was still asleep. He opened the door as softly as possible, which was no easy feat. The door stuck easily, and dragged on the floor. Goose came up beside him, and he grinned, and idea becoming clearer in his mind as he saw the raggedy tennis ball in the dog's moth. He gently took it, and made eye contact with the dog, then tossed it onto the end of his sister's bed, the grayish green standing out against her pale blue bedspread. It almost happened in slow motion, the dog launching himself onto the bed, Crew watching as he landed on Kennedy's legs. She jerked away, and scowled when she saw the Golden, leaving tufts of hair all over her room. Her mood simultaneously dampened and brightened by the sight of her brother in the doorway. She knew he'd brought the dog, but their sibling relationships ship was good enough to take it as a joke. As Kennedy rolled over to check her phone, Crew wandered into the bedroom, examining random things in her room. She raised an eyebrow as he opened random drawers, fulfilling his brotherly duty of being annoying. He knew without a doubt that his mother was still asleep, she religiously rose at nine, so there was time to do something before she wanted to berate them for something, so he poked Kennedy.
"Get up. We'll go get coffee before mum gets up."
Kennedy jumped up, the day brightening. Neither of them were dressed for going out, Crew was wearing a well-worn Harvard T-shirt and Star Wars fleece pajama pants, and his sister was wearing sky blue silk pajama shorts and a white tank top, but neither of them cared. The paparazzi would definitely catch a couple picture, but that would be fine. It would only add to the personas given to them by the press. Crew found his wallet and keys, and called the dogs. All the Goldens came running, and he grinned. He knew better than to wait for his father's Doberman, and so the troop headed out to his Range Rover. He opened the back door to let the three dogs into the wide seat, ignoring the cameras already pointed at them. It was a bit of a sixth sense for the Sinclairs, knowing when you were being looked at, especially through the lens of a camera. The little ones didn't understand it, but once you were eleven or a little older, you started to be able to get that little niggling feeling deep down in your stomach, that there was gonna be a big story soon. He sighed, not really minding too much. They weren't yelling at him yet, and after they got a few pictures, they backed off. There was always a couple journalists camped around the house, but they weren't normally too much of an issue. Kennedy settled into the passenger seat, and a moment later, they headed off, hoping to be back before their mother woke up. |
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Elli had been awoken at four or so that morning, simply because the young woman had set the wrong timer the previous night. The woman hadn't been able to fall back to sleep so she had decided to somewhat purge a run on the last minutes touches on one of her best friends commission dresses. Loddie's cousins birthday was a week from now and the black haired woman had asked if Elli could finish something up for her- as Loddie had forgotten to get something for her cousin herself. Ellidora couldn't help but take pity on her good friend and agreed to make it, without charge of course. Loddie had recently had a baby anyways, so the seamstress wanted to do everything she could to help out. Minutes turned into hours as the young woman finished up the gown, a quaint thing really, it was two layers with a sinched corseted bust and waist area, the lower half reaching to about the ankles. The lower half had ruffles, all a pale baby blue color, fading into an even paler blue- almost white, as it reached the top. The dress was strapless and the bust area was lined neatly with small white gems that complimented the gown quite nicely. Elli had also made a thin silk shall to match the dress, the pattern also being faded with white sparkles. By the time it was 8:10 the young woman had completely finished, stepping back from the mannequin to admire her work. A small, pleasant smile crossed her lips as she nodded to herself. "Very good...yes-" Her eyes glanced in the way of her guest bedroom window, widening slightly as it ran through her brain that the sun was almost completely up now. Elli's hand went to grab her phone, tapping it to reveal the time and huffing a goran under her breath when the clock read 8:15 AM. The blonde quickly, yet neatly lifted the dress from the half mannequin and g folded it into the short cream color box with her little businesses logo on it. She tied on a quick baby blue bow and placed the box into her big pale yellow bag (made by none other than herself). Taking a quick pause to assess what she was missing...what was it, something... Elli's eyes looked down, meeting her own attire. She shuffled another groan in annoyance, there was a baby sleeping in this house overall, the young woman quickly strode over to her cabinet, slipping out of her sleep gown and pulling on one of her own dresses, a knee-high white dress that flared out slightly at the ruffles of the bottom half. Much like the dress she had just made, the top half was a corset, and she quickly sinched it up herself. Slipping into her low heeled white dress shoes, that purposefully matched her dress, she grabbed her phone, bag and headed down the stairs of the two story house while pulling her hair into a messy bun. "Well look who finally decided to show for breakfast! I was about to head up and check to see if you were awake or not. Here." The bright voice came from the large kitchen of the house, a tall, pale, long black haired woman moved in front of Ellidora. A pearly white smile on her face as she handed Elli a plate of food, eggs, bacon and fresh fruit. The piquant smell was absolutely mouthwatering. That may sound like an over exaggeration but Loddie Peeres eggs and bacon is nothing to mess around with. Elli chuckled, "Thanks, your a life saver. I was going to pick something up fro. McDonald's or somewhere, but this is far better." A small pause before the blondes face lit up. "Oh! Here, I finished it this morning. I hope its alright, anything that needs changing I can fix when I get back today." Ellidora reached into her bag, handing the ribboned cream colored box out to the other woman. "Oh, I'm sure she'll love it. Someone would actually have to try to not like a clothing item you made." Loddie nodded a smile her way before taking the box gratefully and moving into the kitchen, Elli following suit behind her. Eggs cooked on the stove while Loddies husband, Parker, made sure they didn't burn. Elli had sat down at the kitchens island, quickly downing the breakfast and cup of milk provided for her as the two women talked about what their plans were for today. Loddie had explained about running some errands and bringing baby Charlotte with her, as well as exploring a new park with Parker and Elli's dog, Casper, who didn't seem to be downstaurs at the moment. Most likely in the baby's room, sleeping near the crib as hes done every night he's been at this house. After the black haired woman had finished talking, Ellidora continued on about the new job she was trying out for today- "Apparently they have been looking for a new maid for the house, I'm not exactly sure if what they're wanting me to do... But I'm sure I'll figure it out when I get there." Elli explained, going on to talk more about the family and where they lived. From the pictures she's seen online and the towns weekly new reports, they seemed to be quite a wealthy, not to mention popular family. This was going to be interesting. But she was sure she'd be able to figure things out, and from Elli's communications with the family's mother, they seemed pretty kind. Which was always a plus. Twenty or so minutes later, the spy lung woman had finished her breakfast and Parker had helped pack everything up she was going to be needing into her Mercedes Benz. Which had been a gift from the Peere family for her twentieth birthday. All she really was just a few pairs of clothes, a dress or two, her sewing machine and knitting supplies as well as other essentials shed need the next couple months. Of course she could just come back to the house and pick things up whenever she needed, so she didn't bother packing too much before she finally got on the road. This would be quite the interesting next few months. 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Crew had been hoping that since it was just the two of them, they might not have any in depth conversations, and would go to a nice coffee place. Unfortunately, neither of these would come to pass. Kennedy claimed aux before Crew had even started the car, and he felt no urge to fight her on her music taste. She wants a firm believer in boybands, and he knew if he even had a neutral comment on it, she would get all defensive, and he'd never hear the end of it. He'd once made the mistake of making an offhand comment about not minding a song that had been on, and hi sister had forever teased him about being in love with Harry Styles. Sometimes he wished Kennedy was a boy too, so his mother wouldn't get so angry when he fought her in the yard. Even when they were little, Rosamund had fluttered all around them, butting into their arguments, and Kennedy had always had the upper hand. At first, she had liked it, but it got old that they never actually got to fight because she would win no matter what, so they tweaked their fights to be more skill and academic based. Kennedy wanted to begin the adventure by extolling the greatness of her boyfriend, Maddox Cruz, and how cute he was. This was actually not too annoying for Crew, because it allowed him to zone out for most of it and start to wake himself up, and then, once fully awake, still be able to appreciate the young man. He'd originally been Crew's friend first, and although he'd not been too keen at the beginning of his sister's relationship, he'd grown to a sense of tolerance. If his sister had to marry, who better than a boy he already was friends with? Maddox was his top golfing buddy, and had been on most of his sports teams his entire high school career. He half-listened, and half tried not to scream at the foul driving happening around him. Who knew people were shit at driving in Boston at 8:38 AM? His fingers twitched as he tried to not slam on his horn and his breaks for the fifth time, and swerved into the nearest Starbucks he could find. His sister didn't mind, it was where she'd wanted to go anyways, so he followed her in, letting her order whatever drink she normally got. Ten minutes later, Crew was pulling out of the parking lot, and getting ready for another long drive of road rage and Maddox, but his sister was silent for a moment. That was never a good sign with Kennedy Caroline Sinclair. He knew she was waiting for him to ask her what was wrong, but he just couldn't bring himself to. He hated it when people did things like that. They'd say, 'oh, I had the craziest dream last night.' Or 'Man, what a rough day.' It wasn't just to say it, and get out a bit of whatever feeling, it was simply to draw the attention to them, and then follow up questions were inevitable. Finally, Kennedy pulled herself together and asked what she'd been wanting to.
"Sooo. You know I'm with Maddox," she started.
Crew raised an eyebrow, this was already going in directions he didn't like.
"And I know you were with a girl? At least for a while?" She asked, clearly curious.
Crew sighed, and chewed on his lip for a moment. He loved his sister, he really, truly did. But she was never one to shy away from tough questionsZ The thing was, the person so wonderfully given to him by the press was that of a play boy attention seeking partywhore. This was only partially true, but it did lead to him needing to keep up appearances. And so, the stunts were born. He often was photographed with different girls every couple weeks, to keep the attention off the more personal aspects of his life. Right now, the stunt woman in question was a pretty girl, and a friend of Kennedy's. As expected of the Sinclair's potential future spouses, she was blonde, and conventionally attractive. She was tall too, standing at almost 5'9, which made her even more appealing in the eyes of his parents and the press. They were off-putting together, with their height and riches. Her name was Navy Brooks, and she was the perfect girl. But not for Crew. To him, she was only for stunts, he'd never actually seen her as a possible girlfriend. They'd had some nice chats, and he thought they could maybe be friends? Well, he had thought that, until she'd made her intentions towards him very clear. He did his best to explain this to Kennedy, who was less than happy to hear it. Once they were back, their mother immediately rushed them into the front parlor.
"You all need to be here for when the maid arrives, so we looks like a happy family!" She was saying to anyone who passed her.
The whole family was there, sprawled across chairs and couches, even on the floor. The dogs followed Crew and Kennedy in, and they plopped down on the floor to wait. |
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The long, straight grey road stretched before the car she was driving and the traffic that was slowly collecting into a tightly knitted line. A few impatient drivers behind her and a few other cars honked in annoyance at the long line of cars strung out through the highway. Ellidora was meanwhile slowly rethinking her decisions about leaving during the rush hour of the early mornings. Maybe she could have finished the dress at her new place, the family there would allow her to do her work outside of their residency there...right? It would only be in her spare time after all. Her car behind the young woman nearly made Elli jump in surprise when it honked, at her. "I swear to God..." The girl murmured angrily under her breath, seriously debating on whether or not she should slip out of her car and have a talk with the impatient old bag of a woman behind her. But- Elli decided against it, as the whole situation didn't seem civil in the slightest and she wasn't going to blame anyone for being impatient. After all, they all needed to be places. Some more than most, by the sound of it. Ellidora looked briefly at her phones clock. 8:55 AM. She was running late. Or actually, she wasn't- but the young lady was supposed to arrive before 9:30 in the morning and from the looks of the traffic ahead, it didn't seem like it would be letting up anytime soon. The young woman pressed on her contacts, scrolling just a ways before she tapped on the phone number with the contact name of 'Mrs.Sinclair'. "I apologize, but it seems traffic isn't being my friend this morning. I may be just a few minutes later. My sincere apologies once again." The text was sent as Elli placed her phone down, picking up the Iced Green Tea she had stopped briefly at Starbucks for just a few minutes before the unfortunate happenings of traffic began. She took a slow sip of the cold drink as her leg drummed anxiously on the dark grey seat of her car. Coincidently, when the girl thought she would absolutely loose her cool, the cars in front of her slowly started moving. She passed what had seemed to stop all the traffic. A car crash. And a bad one at the looks of it... Goodness, how terrible. It had been at least twenty minutes more of driving on the highway, the time now being 9:57 AM on her cars clock. So she couldn't help but feel relieved when she started seeing more houses, mostly larger ones, it seemed like a pretty average higher-class town. She had worked in the downtown area of the city, so she was used to bigger buildings. The houses were nice and looked to be quite spacious, most had an abundance of different plants, which was always a green flag in her mental notes. This area in Boston seemed quite full really, not overly so, but there were a good amount of shops and restaurants Elli was excited to go to in her free time. There had even been a fabric store that had caught the young woman's eye as she drove by. There was one shop she needed to stop by, Loddie had placed an order at her favorite pastry shop. A small gift that her friend had said to give to the family, somewhat of a 'Thank you for having me.' sort of thing. It was maybe two minutes from where she was currently at, quickly hopping out to pick up the order of fresh Cannolis and swiftly making her way back to the car. From the weight of the neatly wrapped box of pastries, it felt like Loddie outdid herself, but that wasn't rare for the lady. And Ellidora had made a mental note to send a thank you to her friend when she saw the luxurious house for the first time. It was huge- I don't think she expected anything less, but wow. The woman pulled slowly into the driveway of the house, taking her keys out and placing them into her light yellow purse. Quickly checking herself in the mirror above her, fixing her hair that was slightly crazed from all the stress of traffic and putting on a new coat of lip gloss before snapping the mirror back of and opening the car door. The woman stood there for just a few seconds, taking in the area around her. The front was absolutely gorgeous and she couldn't help but hide the small smile that lifted onto her lips. Before shutting the car door shut, Elli made sure to grab the box of pastries, her purse on her other arm as she walked up to the front door. The woman, Mrs.Sinclair, had mentioned they had dogs, so instead of ringing the doorbell, the blonde simply knocked a couple times before stepping back a step. Gosh... She was really here wasn't she. |
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Time was passing, and Crew could tell his mother was getting stressed, despite the phone call she'd received a while before. He was entertaining himself by playing poker with the older cousins group, and keeping half an eye on the babies. They were playing with chocolate chips as their betting pieces, and the game was starting to look a lot less like poker, and more like trying to steal other people's chocolate for a snack. He hadn't ended up liking the drink he'd bought, so he'd given to his eldest cousin Drew, who was enjoying it immensely, and the room was filled with a sense of warmth and laughter. Even though his mother looked like she was going to pass out from her nerves, Crew was content. These were the mornings that he loved, where the whole family was together, and they were able to interact genially with every other person in the room, where even though their lives might fall to pieces at any moment, there were these little bursts of sunshine. He played a random card from his hand, even though no one was really playing anymore, and a few minutes later, all the chocolate was gone anyways. Rosamund had left the room, unable to stand the stress that was currently on her, and when she came back, her hands went to her mouth.
"You all look like heathens!" She said, horrified. "In your pajamas and sprawled over the floor. I know I raised you better than that."
The cousins all swapped wary glances. They did know better, but...wasn't this okay? If they were getting a maid to add onto their already existing staff, who'd all been working since Crew could remember, shouldn't she see their less posh moments? Rosamund Sinclair certainly didn't think so. She was dressed to the nines in a pretty peach silk ensemble, and her mother-in-law's pearls clasped snugly around her throat. As much as she'd hate to admit it, she was the one who looked most out of place, next to her children and nieces and nephew in their soft pajamas. Even her sister-in-law, Jordyn, was wearing a casual romper that was hard to determine whether or not it was for sleeping. In the end, Mrs. Sinclair headed out of the room to see what had happened to the tea she'd asked for, and the atmosphere of the room relaxed tenfold. The cousins began war with cards. Thankfully, a few moments later, they heard soft knocks on the front door. The dogs went wild, as always. They didn't really do well with strangers in general, and each one was caught by someone in the room to be soothed while Dorian, the eldest butler, and one of Mr. Sinclair's most trusted employees, went to answer it. The Boston House was a nice one, Crew had practically been raised there, and was in the nicest parts of town. A typical brownstone, it was tall and sprawling, but a little cold and intimidating from the outside. Crew preferred in when they traveled down to Virginia and stayed in one of the old plantation homes, with their sprawling grounds and airy rooms. Their attention was turned back to the door as Dorian entered, followed by the new maid. The first thing Crew noticed was how short she was. The whole Sinclair family was tall and blonde, it was what they were known for. The girl was at least a head shorter than everyone there, except for Clemmy and Juliette, which was odd to say the least. Normally his mother kept up appearances with everything, from staff to family. The second thing he noticed was the box she was carrying, and all the cousins perked up noticeably. Without a doubt, there was food in it. It would most likely be taken down to the kitchens first, though. Miss Molly demanded that all good eaten in the house go through her kitchen first, so she could do all the tests to check for poison, and normally have a corner of whatever had been brought in. They were content with it, but right now, Crew wished they could all just take one of whatever was in the box. He was starved. To his dismay, that was when his mother bustled back in, and immediately took charge of the room. She introduced herself and her husband, Jordyn introduced herself, and then came the worst part of meeting anyone. Mrs. Sinclair would go down the row of cousins, and introduce them with their name, and some of their top accomplishments. She said it was simply because she liked bragging about how amazing her family was, but it was horribly embarrassing for the children. They all shuffled awkwardly until it was done, and the girl was introduced by Dorian, who took her things to her room. |
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