TO DEFINE IS TO LIMIT

( BEN BARNS + CISMALE ) —  Have you seen NATHANIEL MORGAN ? This THIRTY-FOUR year old is a COO OF A LUXURY REAL ESTATE FIRM who resides in MANHATTAN. HE has been living in NYC for ONE WEEK, and is known to be DETERMINED and PERSUASIVE, but can also be CALCULATING and DISTANT, if you cross them.  People tend to associate them with THREE PIECE SUITS and VINTAGE WATCHES.

Hi friends! This is Nate –– he’s the last of the Morgan clan to come to NYC. I would love all the plots and connections. Let me know if you wanna figure anything out!

“I concur. Lar’s got a judgment call about herself,” Annie smiled as she watched the man sit across from her. So far so good. He wasn’t too timid or robotic. Plus, him being easy on the eyes certainly would make this more bearable. “Ah, just about fifteen minutes. I was in the area shopping, so I just stopped in earlier.” Her sister Zhanna’s boyfriend had called the family a few nights ago saying he was planning on proposing to her. So, she had gone dress shopping for the festivities that would take place in celebration of the engagement as well as a present for her younger sister. “Oh, I already beat you to it with a glass of Chardonnay at the bar,” she chuckled. Not sure how’d this night would go, she may just need a few more glasses or a whole bottle to navigate her way through the evening. “However, I can always have another glass. What’s your poison doc?” 

“So my show opens next Friday night, and I’m quite literally bouncing off the walls with excitement.” Mila chirped, clutching her iced coffee between her hands. “I mean, the fact that this is my third coffee of the day could be contributing, but my face is on a huge poster outside the Brooks Atkinson Theatre, I’m living for it.”

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“This is the line of work he chose and so he has to go through the good and the bad of it,” Milo laughed as he took another sip from his glass. He hadn’t caught up with Kit in a while and was happy to get in touch with the doctor. They had met briefly in passing a few years back in England at a mutual friend’s party. He had heard about the loss of his family, which he could relate to in part. However, from Milo’s standpoint Kit seemed to be doing okay. “So, how’s everything man? What’s been going on with you recently?” 

          ELENA’S KNOWLEDGE OF TECHNOLOGY WAS LIMITED, to say the very very best. Between Netflix and other streaming services, her phone and the software they had so she could keep everything updated as she studied cases, there wasn’t much else she needed. There was no venturing out into the wilderness of technology and phone apps, there was no expanding her horizons. Which her sister complained about enough. Her sister was the only source she had into hip things— at 26 years of age and much, much cooler and less paranoid than her older sister, Katie Cho was the example of a bright kid her age. She was the reason why Elena had an updated Instagram account, she was the reason Elena knew how to work streaming services, and how she used an app to contact different dog walkers to take her boys for a walk every day. She was also the reason why Elena knew what Tik Tok was in the first place… and she was embarrassed by it. “Nah— it probably only means that you don’t have someone younger hanging around you every five minutes,” Lena replied with a small smirk, bringing the beer bottle to her lips and taking a long swig, probably the one way she would get to sleep soundly that night. “I only know of it because of my sister and although she tried her fair share of times to rope me in her videos, I always end up excusing myself. I’m way too old for anything like it, anyway.”

“You’ve come to the right girl,” Daphne replied with confidence. She spent too much free time on the app in conversation, she was fully aware. But, that didn’t stop her from scrolling through videos for hours and spending just as much time learning the dances to replicate. In her defense, she worked hard at her job and deserved to let loose when she was home. “It’s an app, it’s life. Have you heard of vine? Well, probably not…. not important! Basically you make a 15 second video of you lip syncing to a song, dancing…. and there are dances that started on tik tok. So, I can show you some of those or if there’s something else you like that you’d want to do.” 

          “You really don’t know what tik tok is?” The brunette questioned, a subtle look of surprise being written on her features before letting out the tiniest of laughs. “I wouldn’t say you’re out of touch, though. If you know what vine is, which I hope you do, it’s basically the same thing. Anything you could possibly think of is probably on that app.” 

       “Dude, even I know what tiktok is,” he said with a laugh. “It’s resulted in the productivity of my office to go down significantly. There’s a lot of dog videos getting passed around right now… what exactly are the residents asking you to do for tik tok? Because that could be dangerous.”

“Kit. I would never,” he said grasping the shoulder of his dear, soft friend. In a million years he’d probably would have never crossed paths with someone like the O’Connor. He was a bit too clean cut and safe for Arthur’s standards. However, he was a decent human and better yet, a really good friend to reason and rationalize with. “Maybe you should try it out for change instead of hiding in your work, yeah?” Art smirked making a slight dig at the man before ordering for the two of them. “If I ask what’s up with you and you tell me something regarding your job, I will sucker punch you right here in front of all these lovely strangers. Don’t make me do that or I’ll be sorely pissed.” Stepping away from his friend, the manager crossed his arms and looked over at the doc. “So, what’s up with you?”

“definitely –but that’s not such a bad thing. a lot of tik tok videos is just teens doing a bunch of dances. do you really wanna be the guy that sits on his phone watching teenagers dancing all day? i’d hope not.” olivia said as she looked up at the older man. 

there was an ungodly amount of emotions rushing through collin’s veins. anger that quickly turned into some kind of melancholic rage, nostalgia, grief, confusion… pain. pain that decided not to only stay emotional, but also turned physical as the other emotions he couldn’t register turned into a dizzying lightheadedness. “don’t you fucking ‘mate’ me, asshole.” was all he could say through the blur his eyesight had become, and his voice came out like a growl. he wanted to say so much, tell him off, tell him he didn’t get to decide anything, but he couldn’t. after all the adrenaline began to settle, and his company kept steady arms on him to prevent from attacking again, all collin’s lips could do was tremble. he figured he was starting to settle physically, since he was now being pulled in the opposite direction of where the catalyst to where all of his pain stemmed from stood, having a jolly good time, in a place he didn’t belong. “here?” he spat back. “not here, huh? would be better if you stayed in fucking london, yeah? would it be better there?” to his dismay, collin’s voice trembled. why in the world did christopher come here? why did he move? and more importantly, why now? “coward.” 

“Oh, some of the kids I work with love tik tok. I honestly don’t understand the hype. It’s basically like Vine, if you remember that app,” she tilted her head in thought. “Don’t worry, though. Definitely not alone. If I didn’t work with kids, I would have no clue what that is.”