lauren devineaux

“you’ll have to wait until i grab my white sunglasses for that.” sawyer said cooly, looking out at the lake for a few seconds longer before he was gazing down at lauren, an easy smirk pulling at his lips. this girl never needed to do anything so drastic to garner his attention. “are you taking lunch with the rest of us? i hear it’s burger day.” he commented, pretending to be even remotely excited by swinging his whistle around his fingers before smiling now, “thoughts?”

what topic could you talk about for hours?

“hmm, so music is broad enough that i could talk about it forever but musicals i would say i could talk about for days so therefore narrowing that down to broadway musicals i say i could talk about for hours.”

name a song that resonates with you and your emotions. explain the reason why.

“ugh there are so many songs it’s impossible to choose one for myself in general but as of right now i’d say feeling good - nina simone cause the lyrics are happy but the music tells another story almost melancholy and smooth with a punch! uh it’s so good!”

what kind of drunk are you (happy/affectionate, angry, sad, fun/wild)? if you don’t drink, what kind do you think you WOULD be?

sure, it had been a while since the pair had last seen each other, but she looked different. less pristine or fine-pressed, as her parent’s preferred her; the lauren before him was one that he found himself to be most familiar with and even still, it was different. he let out a huff of a laugh at her mentioning his eye, which he sheepishly looked down to the floor once he remembered just how hellish he must have looked; it was not the image of himself he had painted in his mind if the day ever came where their paths crossed again. “none taken, don’t even feel like myself lately.” he admitted, a tinge of sadness in his voice despite the lopsided grin he took up as he brought his gaze back onto hers. “ah, but some things never change do they.” he started, nodding his head towards the poster she was hanging up advertising her musical tutoring services, and naturally that’s, mostly, what he was referring to. “yeah, been here for more than a year now. can’t say i ever expected to see you in chicago, let along here in this shithole … don’t tell me you’re slumming it down here with the best of us?” he was teasing, the smirk gave that away.

“yeah, i know.” his response was automatic; there was no introduction needed, and yet it felt like it was necessary. sawyer hadn’t seen lauren in years and certainly never expected her to be here of all places. his mind was racing a mile a minute, so much so that he nearly forgot where he was or how many birthdays he’d celebrated. “like i could ever forget you …” his tone was calm, voice nearly hoarse, his brows narrowing as he really got a good look at the girl before him. “what the hell are you doing here, dev?”

Arlo took a look at the paper once she handed it over, raising his brows in delight once her read it over before looking back up at the other. “Damn, do you really play all of these? That’s rad as hell! I’m lucky to even know piano guitar and drums.” He snorted before grinning at her introduction, and offering a clumsy bow with hand gesture. “I’m Arlo! It’s nice to meet you!”

lauren smiled nodding humbly at his question “hey a fellow musician! oh please one instrument is really enough i’m just an over achiever” she chuckled holding the papers against her arm and body. “likewise, and i like your name arlo, it’s super cool.” she tilted her head graciously.

  ( lauren devineaux + cis female ) sure looks a lot like ( haley lu richardson ) ! they were born ( twenty two ) years ago and blow out their candles on ( july 22nd ). ( she ) just moved in, and they seem pretty ( reliable & sweet ), but they’re also ( privileged & forgetful ) on occasion. they love to ( play & listen to music ) when they aren’t working as a ( gelato scooper ) at Malnati’s Pizzeria & Gelato Shop. you can find them in apartment ( 502 )

laur is a boston native privileged smol child, she’s not mean by any capacity but can be a little naive at times.

she graduated from harvard school of music, she’s a band geek if like that geek was also head cheerleader.

she’s played violin for many orchestras, including the chicago symphony orchestra which is why she’s here... and not in boston

however deciding that going back to her roots and becoming a music tutor is what she really wants to do with her time. she prefers working with kids but has students of all ages and she teaches guitar, ukulele, cello, violin, trumpet, trombone, french horn and her fave of course piano

besides that handful of instruments she also knows how to play the accordion and harmonica which makes ten total her life’s brightest achievement.

as rewarding as being a tutor is it’s not the best paying job and laurie’s too independent to take her parent’s hand outs so she moved to a new building with a roommate to help pay for rent

while she’s very musically inclined she can’t sing for shit

she loves musicals both movie and live and they always bring up her mood like she uses any small inconvenience as an excuse to cuddle up with chinese take out and watch a musical and you’re very welcome to join her but she might be spouting trivia the whole time

loves podcasts dislikes most tv shoes (friends, charmed, buffy, the nanny and sex in the city are the biggest exceptions)

she’s sawyer’s ex from massachusetts, they were pretty hot and heavy but after a few years she was expecting a proposal and he wasn’t willing to give her that so they went their separate ways