Mallory "Mal" Sinclair

“no–no I don’t, you’re not listening to me.” amelia said, her voice sounding more exasperated by the minute. “he said he had faxed over copies of the contract to this number–your fax number.” muffled sounds came out the other end of the phone, twisting amelia’s face into a scowl. “w-what do you mean you don’t have a fax? that is just ridiculous--how are you even running your buisness without a fax? i don't care if we like in 2023 or 2003, faxes are still more secure than email--especially with all the hacking going on."  sighing, she twisted herself in her chair and looked at the bartender. “one extra strong cosmo, please.” she smiled weakly before she groaned. "that's the last time I have melinda fax something; she is great at some parts of her job, but faxing seems to be an area of growth." she said to no one in particular, though it seemed her voice was louder than she anticipated. “oh-sorry, i didn’t mean to disturb you.”

• Location: Outside of Ocean Crest Apartments

Mal woke up to a gloomy morning, the kind of morning that usually set her mood for the day. But today was different. Yesterday, the storm hit Aurora Bay harder than anyone expected, and the effects were still being felt a day later. Mal checked her phone, hoping to see some updates or messages, but she knew deep down that the phone lines were still cut off. She sighed and got out of bed, feeling the cool air hit her skin as she walked around her dark apartment. The power was still out, and she knew that her food would soon spoil if the electricity didn't come back soon.

Despite all of this, Mal knew that there were others in town who had it worse. She decided to check up on some of her neighbors and friends, to make sure that they were okay. As she walked through the streets, she saw the aftermath of the storm: fallen branches, debris, and even some uprooted trees. But more importantly, she saw people helping each other out, clearing the streets, and checking up on their neighbors.

Mal felt a sense of pride for her town and its people. Despite the chaos and destruction, there was a sense of community that she had never seen before. As she checked up on her friends, she realized that they were all safe, but some of them had suffered damages to their homes.

Mal knew that it was going to take time for Aurora Bay to recover from the storm, but she was glad that the people were coming together to support each other. She knew that she had a role to play, even if it was just checking up on her friends, and she was grateful for that.

As Mal continued walking down the street, she suddenly bumped into a random person. "Excuse me," she said, before realizing that it was someone she had never seen before. "Are you doing ok?" she asked the stranger.

location: wherever

where: ocean crest apartments

Wes let Liza have a moment alone with Sterling and Sunny while he went to check on Bird and then moved on to Ocean Crest. Now he wanted to check on Evie and her friends, as well as make sure there was a space in his apartment for Liza (and maybe even Sterling and Sunny if need be).

“Hey, you alright? Nothing too crazy happened here?”

Mal had spent most of the night in the dark, listening to the wind and rain battering against her windows, hoping that the power would come back on. However, it never did, and she was left feeling helpless and alone.

"It's crazy how quickly things can change, right?" she said, shaking her head. "One minute everything's fine, and the next you're in the middle of a disaster. I'm just glad that Ocean Crest Apartments is the furthest from the ocean, so we were ultimately the safest place to be. It's just unfortunate that we're without power."

Mal looked around at the other residents of the apartment complex, who were all gathered outside, trying to make sense of what had just happened. "It's times like this that really make you appreciate the simple things in life," she said, smiling weakly. "Like having a roof over your head and a community to rely on."