⋆ 𝔥𝔲𝔯𝔯𝔦𝔠𝔞𝔫𝔢 / 𝕤𝕪𝕞𝕡𝕙

( ZOEY DEUTCH, WOMAN, SHE/HER) ROBYN CAPULET the TWENTY-SEVEN year old is known as THE THESPIAN within the group. they are known to be DEBONAIR and MEDDLESOME which makes sense when you think about how THEY STOLE THE MAYOR’S GARDEN GNOME but i guess we’ll find out for ourselves.

There she was again. Kai had been in the lake house for less than an hour and he already had to listen to Robyn's nonsense, something he got used to, or perhaps, he was forced to accept.

His last trip to New York City was filled with thousands of quotes from some play that he had no idea what it was or what to answer to, but one night, when he thought only booze would drown the incessant mumbling, he learned one thing or two.

"What nonsense you talk, Harry!" He replied, a soft smirk blooming across his lips. Kai would be lying if he said Rory had not grown on him lately. "Pour this Dorian a glass. What manners have you been taught, thus if this poor soul has to listen to you recite crap once again, then let him get wasted first."

while it hadn't been long since she had seen kai last, she still welcomed the sight of him. he might have been one of the few people she truly had been in contact with. mostly because their interests aligned when it came to their love for the big city. on every other front they couldn't be more different. she never had minded him, yet she has grown fond of him after spending more time with each other during his stay.

When he decided to move to New York, it had been hard. Leaving behind everything he ever knew for something as uncertain as the promise of thrill he'd get in the big city, yet somehow it had felt right. He carried his mom's dream with him all along, just as he carried the knowledge of Odessa's big dreams of becoming someone that echoed the dream his mother had. So he followed her career from afar, even before fully moving, always with a proud grin. Her existance in the city was something he was well aware of, something he had been able to appreciate from afar as an expectator, a fan of the arts and her biggest supporter, seeing her in the city was not as shocking to him as it seemed to be for her.

Her candor, her enthusiasm and warmth upon seeing him after so many years, however, was. The two hadn't ended things badly, if anything, it had been the most amicable end of a relationship Alexander had ever had. Even as a kid, completely and madly in love, he knew how much her career had matter to her and he had supported her every step of the way in every way he could, even letting her go with a piece of his heart that he had never gotten back and he never would again. Still, it felt surreal to have her now, all these years later, in front of him, to feel her arms tangle up on his torso, to sense her again after years of missing her.

"It's a small world" he whispered back, a small smile forming on the end of his lips as he allowed himself to enjoy the embrace. Alex was always a warm person, especially when it came to people who meant as much as Odessa did to him. "It's really good to see you, Iz" he said back, resting a hand on her back as he squeezed her softly, cherishing the moment while displaying a bright grin in his features before pulling away. Had he let his instincts guide him, he'd let himself indulge a little more yet it had been so long since the two had spoken, it seemed irrational to abuse of their shared time. "Believe it or not, I live nearby" he began explaining himself, watching the people around them try to circumnavigate the maze. Suddenly, being lost and left to his own devices wasn't as tragic and lonely as it had appeared not long ago.

looking back on her decision of leaving everything and everyone behind to pursue her life long dreams, she viewed it both as the best decision she ever made, as well as perhaps her worst. while she had gained a career in the performing arts, which fulfilled her life long dream. it has also made her break up with the people she had loved the most and created the most memories with. she had given up on alexander, even when deep down in her heart she knew she could have possible made it work one way or another. she could at least have tried to have maintained any form of communication. instead she had made the rash decision of cutting out everyone and anyone who wouldn't be leaving with her. in the end it left her with a hole that wasn't able to be filled.

upon seeing alexander once more, in the living flesh instead of a distant dream, the realisation of her decision came down crashing hard. there had been many times in which she had looked back on their relationship and their fond memories shared together. during those reflection days she would feel the ache and longing to something she used to have. it made her feel nostalgic and somewhat lonely for giving up a person whom truly understood her and never gave up on her or her wild ideas. he had been her missing piece and she had cursed herself for giving that up. unfortunately for her, the times had changed and they could never have what they had in the past. not since she foolishly had broken that trust.

his scent, his touch, his bright blue eyes, it all brought her back to their past. even his voice, while it had changed, it could undo her in a second. odessa needed to remind herself several times that she was in a public place, that they weren't together any longer and therefore she couldn't act out in such an affectionate way as she did. instead she needed to gather herself and show him how capable she was of being her own person. " i could say the same about you. it must have been years by now. " the hint of an apology was forming on her tongue, however she prevented herself from saying sorry just yet. he seemed to be thrilled to see her, there was no need to bring up the past just yet. not unless she wished to let her luck run out. " shut up ! you do not ?! how did i not know that?! " she prayed to every god she knew that he wasn't telling her a lie. it would be great to have him around, whichever way that would be these days. she just knew she needed to have him close once more, if only for her own selfish needs.