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A bright laugh fell from his lips at her punches, trying his best to duck for cover “Don’t be rude to Ellis when he can’t even defend himself!” Manan took a big drink of his own coffee, trying to compose himself a little bit more before answering her question. Of course she didn’t remember, “Well I always miss you, but I figured you were going to need a pick-me-up when I saw your Discord status set as ‘i’m in writing hell’ last night and that you’ve been listening to your brainstorming playlist for almost a whole day now. Plus the nonsensical text messages were also a little concerning if not entertaining.” He’d already started to pull out his phone as she wound up to protest that she hadn’t texted him recently. He pulled up his most recent message from Charlie and handed the phone over to her. “Glad to see you ended up not doing the bangs, Evie and I were both really concerned about that one.”

He took his time perusing through the pastry bag while she looked over her own words. “See, I never lie. So! I bring fuel and my humble company to make sure you don’t pass out in a cemetery and scare anybody.” He knew that the more responsible thing to do here might have been trying to reason with her to go home for some proper rest. But he’s been friends with Charlotte long enough to know that would have done nothing but make her dig her heels in about it ‘you think I can’t handle an all-nighter? well how about a double?’ It’s not like he could blame her too much anyway. He’d just been scolded by the station lead a few days ago for how much time he’d been spending in the station lately. How else was the new scheduling supposed to get done if he didn’t spend a few (dozen) extra overtime hours sorting it all out? There were too many new segment ideas and not enough air time in the day. So he took his phone back with no scolding, "Anyway I'm sure the writing is going great and your editor is going to be very excited to see it, so you deserve a snack break."

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AVAN JOGIA as OLIVER KENNEDY in 56 Days (Episode 1)

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Searching For Inspiration

who: anyone! where: pinehaven cemetary synopsis: charlotte dae is working on her latest book and has found inspiration in an unexpected place.

TW: some mentions of passed loved ones, unsolved crimes.

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It might be odd to say that a cemetery is beautiful but it was at the forefront of Manan’s mind as he walked the quiet path on this summer afternoon, a drink carrier with two large coffees in one hand and an oversized paper take-away bag in the other. The way the sun painted the grass with its golden rays and the meticulously kept headstones was hard not to appreciate. It’s an easy place to get lost in thought. He knew from experience. And evidently a good place to get some work done if he was hearing Charlotte correctly up ahead. She’s sitting scrunched up on the grass by Ellis’ grave looking very concentrated, too far off in her own brain to see him approaching. “Maybe it’s a setup by the killer, they want to show off or trick Yerim so they let her think she’s found everything but really it’s a- uhh blue cod? I can’t remember what it’s called but you know, the writing thing that’s a distraction.” he suggests as he closes the distance to the grave.

Manan plops down rather gracelessly next to her. “I come bearing gifts, I know how you get when you’re in the zone so I’m sure that coffee is cold and nasty by now,” He presents one of the coffees to her “and they were having a special at The Honey Pot today, so I may have gone a bit overboard on baked goods for us.” Digging through the paper bag, he pulls out a chocolate croissant that’s been wrapped up neatly in parchment before handing the bag over to Charlotte to peruse. He gently unfolds the paper back from the pastry and sets it next to the mug on top of Ellis’ headstone. A fond smile crosses his face as he watches her pick carefully through the bag. It’s funny how through the years so much can change and some things never will. Charlie was still meticulous and thoughtful in everything she did, from writing to choosing a pastry. He can’t help but tease her, “Your coffee is going to get cold again if you take much longer."

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Manan Wolfe-Feng

would you believe us if we said that wasn't really AVAN JOGIA? well, it isn't .ᐟ.ᐟ that's MANAN WOLFE-FENG, a proud resident of pinehaven for the last 5 YEARS. you can find him working over at PINEHAVENFM RADIO as a PRODUCER/DJ. he’s 30, but he hardly looks that old! it must be the washington weather that keeps him looking so young .ᐟ.ᐟ word around the town is that he’s AMBIVILENT, STOIC, and RESERVED, but we think that's silly. we feel like they're much more THOUGHTFUL, GOOFY, and HELPFUL. if we had to pick one song to describe him, it would be ROSE-COLORED BOY by PARAMORE. see ya 'round, MANAN .ᐟ.ᐟ

backstory: Manan Wolfe-Feng was adopted by Minerva Wolfe and Jia Feng when he was five years old. They started their life as a family in the quiet town of Pinehaven. He grew up there; he’s explored every nature trail, every dive bar and diner. But he’s only confidently called this town home for the last five years. His mothers adored him greatly so of course they brought him on all of the jet setting adventures their work took them on. While he loves all of the adventures he has gotten to have from all these trips, it made it hard to feel connected to any one place. He was quiet and off in his own world at school so had a hard time making friends throughout his childhood, turns out trying to show off the cool bugs you found at recess at the lunch table is not the best conversation starter. But he persevered and marched to the beat of his own drum and enjoyed being able to watch and understand the people around him from an outside perspective. While in high school he joined the yearbook committee and learned how to put those people watching skills to use. Manan was able to capture the perfect moments in his pictures: the split second after prom royalty was announced and the shock and joy in their faces, the perilous moment a paint bucket fell and splattered on the Principal and Vice Principal in a senior prank gone awry, the happy tears in the performer’s eyes during spring musical’s final bows. He loved finding these beautiful moments of connection and sharing them with other people. Being on the committee helped him learn how to make those connections himself, he was able to find a small core friend group that helped him feel more connected and grounded than he ever felt. Even when he was gone for four years in New York City for college he stayed connected to the small town and visited whenever he could. No matter where he travelled, whether it was with his parents or on his own, nothing could quite match the appeal of the simple closeness of a town like Pinehaven. So he moved back after his graduation and wasted no time carving out his place in this little world. He moved into a small, somewhat dingy apartment above a convenience store and applied for a job opening at the radio station Pinehaven FM. It was just supposed to be a quick job, something to just get him on his feet while he figured out what he wanted to do next. But he fell in love with it. Learning how to operate the soundboard came to him pretty easily, and the primary board operator took him under their wing and greatly encouraged him. Within a year he’d applied for a program at the local community college to learn even more and he was able to eventually work his way up to being a co-producer for the station managing the running of several shows and even volunteering to fill the early morning spot that opened up. Now most everyone in town, even if they don’t know him personally or even know his face, at the very least knows Manan’s voice as the one that greets them and wishes them well every morning. On the days he isn’t burying himself in at the radio station, Manan is lounging at home with his cats or taking walks in the park

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the relentless morning glare of the morning sun cut straight through the blinds of the pinehavenfm lobby, a brutal reminder of why she preferred the velvety cover of two am. evie squinted, her eyes adjusting poorly to the daylight; a predictable hazard of her chronic insomnia. she shouldn't even have been here. daylight hours were meant for normal, functional people who didn't survive entirely on midnight diner coffee and hazelnut syrup. but the station head had called a mandatory meeting, dragging her out of her cozy pastel sanctuary on founder’s row hours before her internal clock was ready.

to make matters worse, she’d heard that the temporary substitute, the poor soul who had been covering her beloved midnight beasties slot for the last few days while she took some rare time off, had practically melted into the mixing console from sheer exhaustion. evie couldn't help but feel a tiny twinge of possessive pride. the graveyard shift wasn't for the weak; you couldn't just declare yourself a night owl and survive the static. it required a special kind of hyper focused energy. through the double paned glass of the main broadcast booth, she spotted him. manan.

he looked entirely in his element, a contrast to the absolute chaos of her own nocturnal shifts. the counters were pristine, the vintage equipment looked less like a cluttered antique shop, and the rich scent of freshly brewed coffee was already drifting from the kitchenette. evie immediately bounced on the heels of her platform sneakers, she raised both hands, waving frantically like a human sparkplug trying to catch his attention through the soundproof barrier. "manan! good morning! you cleaned up my clutter, didn't you?!" she shouted cheerfully. of course, absolutely zero sound penetrated the glass.

realizing she was shouting at a brick wall, evie grinned and immediately pivoted to a mime performance. she pressed her face slightly closer to the glass, framing her eyes with her hands like a pair of oversized binoculars, pointing directly at his coffee mug, and then giving him a double thumbs up. she mouthed a exaggerated, slow motion 'h-e-l-l-o' and traced a massive, invisible heart in the air with her fingers, punctuated by an energetic dance step. dropping her hands, evie leaned her shoulder against the doorframe with a soft sigh and watched him queue up the first track. it was going to be a loud, bright day in town; especially with the pride festivities kicking off later, and even though she was desperately low on sleep, she couldn't wait to inject a little bit of her own signature whimsy into it.

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Manan couldn’t help but laugh at Evie’s antics behind the glass separating the booth from the rest of the studio. Her energy was infectious without even a word, he couldn’t help but match it with an exaggerated salute and as much of a dance step as he could do behind the desk without wrapping himself up in cords. He wrapped up his introduction of the next track, set it to play, and took off his headphones to make his way to the door. Cracking it open just enough to lean against the frame and poke his head out.

“There’s my favorite rainbow vampire! We missed you these last few days, it wasn’t the same around here without you. I had no one to share my conspiracies with.”

He smiled brightly at her. They really shouldn’t get along as well as they did. Manan was level-headed and quiet almost any time that wasn’t during broadcast, someone that couldn’t help but tidy up when he noticed something was out of place. And everywhere Evie went a whirlwind of colorful chaos seemed to follow. How she managed to keep the plates all spinning at any given time he would never know; he could just sit back and enjoy the show. Maybe help a little when he saw a plate about to slip like when the organized chaos that was her desk started to lean a little too chaotic.

“I hope you don’t mind, but I did clean up a little bit of your clutter. Before you get mad, I did try to follow the system you told me but dude. It really just makes no sense, you’ll have to explain it to me again.”

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Morning at the Station

open starter (kinda event starter? Manan wants to hear about your Pride plans!!) @pinehavenstarters location: Pinehaven FM studio time: early morning, 4:30-5:00 am

The Pinehaven FM studio is quiet, the classic rock mix that’s set to auto play while someone is away from the desk playing softly through the speakers. Manan had come in this morning to find the new graveyard-shift disk jockey nearly slumped over the soundboard. He could only chuckle quietly to himself, the first few late night shifts are a hard adjustment for anyone, even self proclaimed night owls. So he took pity and sent them home, no need to stick around for cleanup. It’s not like the studio is big enough for the morning reset to really need two people anyway, but it keeps up morale and teambuilding he supposes.

Cleaning up around the studio didn’t feel too different from cleaning up his own apartment. Some days it felt like he lived here more often than the tiny one bedroom a few blocks away. He enjoyed the reset of it. Everything would be ready for the rest of the small team to trickle their way in during the day and start their work without stress. Counters were wiped down, floors swept, a large pot of coffee noisily brewing in the kitchenette, and the newest segment schedules for the week on people’s desks. With the studio looking as neat as it possibly could be being so stuffed with equipment and decor so old it should be donated to the museum, there was nothing to do but greet his waiting morning commute audience.

Manan stepped into the booth, making sure the door closed solidly behind him. He sat down at the desk with the soundmixer, taking a deep drink of his coffee as he flipped the On Air sign on and started to fade out the last song of the hour.

“Good morning folks! This is Manan Wolfe-Feng with Pinehaven FM radio, and you are listening to Early Bird Connections. The show that hopes to put a smile on the faces of all my fellow early risers. I know how hard it can be to keep yourself in a good mood when everyone is still sleeping soundly, no one for company but the morning dew and the song birds. So in between our lovely tracks, and the weather and traffic reports as they roll in, feel free to call the station and tell us what’s on your mind this morning.”

“Nothing too big, and nothing too small. Maybe you need lunch recommendations, or can’t remember the name of the song stuck in your head, or have plans for the day you’re excited to share with somebody. Whatever it may be, please give the station’s line a ring. Speaking of plans, I’m sure some of you are going to be attending the Pride Parade today, you may even be up prepping for it yourself. We here at Pinehaven FM want to wish everyone a very happy Pride! Whether you are a part of the LGBTQ+ community or are a proud ally, you deserve to live and love without fear or judgment. So have fun, celebrate, and live your truth. I will be there myself later today, feel free to say hi! Now lets get these morning tunes started; the forever wonderful Queen of Disco, Donna Summer’s I’m Coming Out to kick us off this morning. We’ll be back soon with a news update, and hopefully our first caller.”

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June journal entry 1.

Manan loves to journal about his life, noting down the things he wants to remember or venting the things he needs to process. While his handwriting is lovely, I know it can be hard to read; so a typed copy will always be posted under keep reading or as alt text!

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Manan Wolfe-Feng

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