name: lane branson sexuality: homosexual shipped with: kimberly hawthorne
bio: This is Lane and first things first, Lane isn't aware that she's the gayest. So basically she was raised in a super conservative family who were totally racist, homophobic, all the negative -isms and whatnot. Given that she was a right chatty Cathy at school and got along with everyone and had a really wide social circle, Lane adopted her own world views from a young age which differed to that of her family. She's pretty outspoken as well and had no filter so whenever she was like 'I MADE A FRIEND TODAY WHO'S A LESBIAN' her mother would clutch her pearls and try and usher her away from said friendship. But Lane is super rebellious so she would go out of her way to make friends with people her family disapproved of and genuinely cared for them and stuff. She began listening to like rock music as well which was basically the same as doing satanic rituals in her parents' eyes but really all of this helped her older brother, Reeve, eventually come out to her. She was supportive as hell and covered for him whenever he snuck out to meet with his boyfriend and Reeve eventually built up the courage to tell their parents. It didn't go well and Lane always feel a lot of responsibility for what happened next because she was the one who encouraged him to like, stick it to the man and be true to himself and whatnot because everything she done didn't have any serious repercussions because she doesn't give a shit about anyone else's opinion. Her parents all but disowned Reeve and so began a lot of horrible arguments with other family members also throwing in their harmful two cents and it all culminated in Reeve killing himself. Lane was devastated and so were here parents because they hadn't expected it to come to this and felt really guilty but Lane wasn't ever going to let them have a pity party. She moved out at the age of seventeen and jumped from friends house to friends house, sneaking into their rooms late at night so their parents wouldn't find out and stuff, but she was determined she wasn't going to go home. Then when she turned eighteen, she immediately got a job as a waitress and rented her own apartment in Messina. She's always been an avid musician as well and wanted to pursue a singing career but there's no real, feasible way of her doing that so she pretends that it's a hobby and not something that she takes seriously. But after Reeve died he left behind a lot of poems, some were about life in general and others were about his struggles and stuff, and so Lane turned them into songs. And so she bought some editing equipment one day and basically set up her own little podcast to play her music on and tell stories about her brother and raise awareness about suicide and homophobia and bullying etc. It hasn't went viral or anything but it has a solid following and it's something she really, really cares about and never wants to end because she never wants anyone to forget Reeve. Also her best friend is Kimberly who's played by Michaela and wow imagine if Lane hadn't literally sub-consciously suppressed all her own feelings about being a lesbian because THEN MAYBE THOSE TWO WOULDN'T BE SO ANGSTY FFS.
name: peggy collins sexuality: heterosexual shipped with: unnamed boyo
bio: This is Peggy who is named after famous jazz singer Peggy Lee. This pretty much summarises her dad as he's the one who named her, because he's a jazz fanatic. Her mom left when she was just a baby but it's never been a chip on Peggy's shoulder or anything because her dad was a great parent and she always had a large number of adults around her who all acted as parental figures so she had a really stable upbringing. Her dad runs his own jazz club/restaurant where Peggy has been working ever since she figured out how to turn on the fryer. She's a pretty decent cook but when it comes to playing music, it's best to leave that to her dad. All the other chefs and waiters and waitresses and musicians grew to be like her family which is why she never ever felt her mother's absence and she really is a distant memory to her. While she's a shit musician, she /is/ a good dancer and absolutely adores swing dancing and dresses in lots of swing dresses and shoes that belong in the 20's. And she wears a ton of bandanas as well and loves the colour yellow. She really is a happy person even though she feels a little stifled being stuck in the same place all the time because she's so used to people coming into the club from all over the world who have loads of stories to tell and Peggy feels like she doesn't /have/ a story. So she's always dreamed about seeing the world but doesn't want to leave her dad because while /she/ doesn't care that her mum left, her dad totally does and so she feels obligated to stay with him. Or rather he did up until he met the woman that would one day become her step mum. Her name was Eleanora and she came to work in the club as a jazz singer and Peggy's father totally fell for her and Peggy was able to relax a little. A few months down the line and Peggy decided to go travelling herself, making spontaneous decisions about where to go and just really immersing herself in the world. On her travels, she met this guy who'll so far go unnamed bc it would be sweet as pie if he made an appearance on here (wink wink). Basically she liked him from the off and the two of them had an interest in like bettering the world so they did volunteer work and went to lots of political rallies together and stuff and this went on for like three months until they made the split decision to just... get married. So yep, these two are married after knowing each other for three months and they're muddling their way through that because Peggy doesn't regret the decision but she keeps finding out more things about him she didn't know and lots of people are dubious about it when they find out but all Peggy cares about is the opinion of her dad, which is why the two of them are going back to New York so she can be reunited with her dad again, hubby in tow.
name: zack holland sexuality: heterosexual shipped with: caoimhe o’sullivan
bio: Meet Mr Zack Attack Holland. Zack here is a big old nerd who thinks that Hans Zimmerman might be the greatest man to ever walk the planet. When he was younger, he spent all his time holed up in his room listening to and analysing film scores up until his sisters forced him to brush his hair, put on some cologne and go out and talk to girls. He always failed because not a lot of girls really thought that some blushing blonde hulk of a guy who couldn't stop talking about the Casablanca soundtrack was dating material, but Zack was rarely disheartened. He was always content to return home and play on his piano. He never really excelled in other things except music, and his grades were always pretty poor so his sisters used to tutor him a lot but he only really scraped by in high school. He was determined that he was going to be a composer for movies anyway and be the next Zimmerman or John Williams. When he met Caoimhe he chatted her ear off about movie music again but this time (and obviously this is totally up to Michaela) it actually worked and the two began dating up until their very first wee bab was born. Now with three children, the two are sort of struggling to make ends meet and Zack has long since given up his dream of being a composer because he doesn't have time to pore over sheet music and his piano when bills need to be paid and kids need to be dropped off at school. To bring in income for the family now, he works as a security guard at the Met and, as far as he's concerned, it's pretty easy money. If he ever /did/ get into some sort of altercation he's not sure how it would go because he definitely looks intimidating but also he's a big gentle giant who loves embarrassing his kids by telling dad jokes at the most inopportune moments. Also, he's super excited about getting to marry Caoimhe and can't wait to start calling her his little wifey, even though they have a loooooot of obstacles to overcome before the big day because weddings don't pay for or organise themselves.






















