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1. I’m tired of trying to impress you and looking for approval. Maybe it’s time to wake up and realize that I truly don’t need you anymore.

2. Thank you for being there and believing in me. Knowing that you’re my biggest support means the world to me. 

3. While I haven’t known my whole life, it sure feels like I have. You’re family. Thanks for being in my corner and supporting me. 

4. We may have met through a mutual party, it’s nice being about to truly be myself with you. You’re a pretty cool person. I really enjoy talking to you.

5. You’re new to my life but I’m excited to get to know you. I hope things work out to where I have another person in my corner.

Elena wanted to smile when she saw Sutton, but she didn’t have it in her to fake a smile or any type of happy emotion yet. Especially considering she didn’t have her coffee yet. “I don’t know I think six months sounds reasonable after dealing with our mother for this event. It’s honestly just been one train wreck after another with her.” She’d done most things wrong in her mothers eyes, nothing was ever good enough for the queen. “Well thank you. I’m glad that at least some things weren’t the worst. Hopefully this brings you some new business. You dress looked amazing.” Elena complimented before walking up the waitress and ordered a large black coffee. “What do you want? This ones on me.” She told her as she pulled out her black card to pay for their drinks. 

“How about four months?” a light chuckled escaped her. “That’s true but she’s a lot like you in the sense that she just wanted the event to go great. Wish I could say I blame her in that respect but kind of hard not to.” Sutton couldn’t help but grin. “But you of course did a great job with everything.” She nodded. “Thanks. Yeah I guess we’ll see.” Sutton was so ready for coffee. “Really?” she shook her head. Sutton knew it wasn’t worth going back and fourth about. “Fine but I’ll pay you back with a lunch or something whenever you’re up for it.” she grinned before giving her order. 

“Probably, but I mean – damn, there has gotta be a line.” He responded, as he looked back over at the poor barista whom day was at the peak of it’s worse. “No damn aesthetic is worth a coffee thrown at someone. And you and me both, to be honest.” Looking back at Sutton, he smiled softy, “In fact, I’m thinking I’m about to make her day ten times better. What would you say? Looks like she may be a college student, right?”

“You would think.” she shrugged. Sutton never understood those types of people and why they would go out of their to cause trouble like they did. “That’s a Karen for you. It’s a shame that they don’t care who they hurt. They just care about themselves” she shook her head. Sutton looked over at the barista to study her in order to try to estimate her age. “Yeah I think that would be a decent guess.”

TAGGING: open

DATE: june 24th, 2020; 4:15PM

LOCATION: happy scoops ice cream

@maywoodstarters​

While Zahra wasn’t the kind of woman that would willingly make tiktoks, she’d been sucked into getting the app when her step-brother had nagged her into it. How a twenty two year old could be so convincing was beyond her. But surely enough, she’d fallen down the spiral where she’d spend her time scrolling for hours on end when she wasn’t at work watching whatever she came across. Mainly, it was dogs. Until she stumbled across something called Randonautica and she’d spiraled even further down a rabbit hole. A creepy one at that. She had even gone as far as downloading the app to her phone but she hadn’t done a single thing with it except continue watching tiktoks on it. Which was doing as she waited in line to buy ice cream on the hot day. 

“Have you ever heard of Randonautica?” She asked the person that was beside her, eyes lifting from her phone as she looked over for a more direct conversation, “That app that uses a quantum number generator to give you a set of cords that’ll take you somewhere random? It’s supposed to basically show you how we’re stuck in some simulation and bend reality in a way that you would never notice otherwise or some kind of shit like that. I kinda wanna try it and see if it leads me anywhere but… I’m not doing that shit alone. —D’you think that’s like… a thing? That we’re really just living in a simulation?”

There was nothing better for Sutton than a trip to the ice cream shop. Everything from childhood memories to just amazing cold treats was all wrapped into one place. Sutton grinned as she picked out her flavor and waited in like for them to get to her order. As turned as she heard the women next to her to line speak. “No” she asked. While Sutton considered herself tech savy, she wasn’t very familiar with anything outside the basics and fashion related apps. “Although I must admit it does sound kind of interesting. I’m not really sure how I would feel if that was in fact true. But then clearly the joke would be on all of us if that were the case” 

Who: Anyone Where: Downtown, Maywood When: June 21, 2020 @maywoodstarters​

Daphne had been roaming around town eating way too many carbs since she arrived. As usual, carbs were a way to avoid all the problems in her life (like the fact that her phone had been ringing non-stop). Despite this, she was not going back home. As she sat down on a nearby bench to relax, she let out a deep sigh followed with, “I’m so fucking bored”. 

Sutton was in need of a good walk. While she loved being at her store, some days she just needed to get out for a bit. She sat on  bench and pulled out her phone to answer some texts and emails when she noticed someone sit down near here. Sutton turned when heard the women speak. “Ah I remember those days.” she grinned, joking. It was like she was hearing herself after she came back from New York. 

Date: June 18th, 2020

For: @maywoodstarters​

“You know–” He began to the person next to him who had to have just witnessed the same thing he had. “– I’ve had some pretty rough damn days in my life. I mean, who hasn’t, right? But seriously, how rough does your day have to be for you to feel the need to throw your six dollar coffee at someone because they misspelled you name?” If anything, that was always such a simple mistake. Never one he thought warranted such frustration. Then again, his name was pretty simple, so, what did he know? “I mean, aesthetic is hardly as important as what’s in the damn cup, right?” Of course, he was aware of how untrue that was, at least, in his line of business. But damn this was coffee, expensive coffee at that, fuck aesthetic. 

Sutton didn’t know how to react to what she just saw. I mean it wasn’t like she hadn’t seen something like that before but this type of town sometimes seemed like the last place one would see it. “I mean I can appreciate aesthetic as much as the next person but that’s way to dramatic.” she shook her head.  “I’m going to assume it’s a some social media influencer type Karen.” Sutton loved coffee to much ever just not drink it. “All I know is that that employee will be getting a generous tip from me today.” It was the least she could do after witnesses what she just saw. 

At Siren’s Song

She’d lost the crown, Mayor for a Day, then the Dance A Thon all in won week. Usually she could handle losing one of them, but to lose all three had been a major blow to her ego. Especially after she’d worked so hard to plan it for the town. All she had to show for it now was some pictures to put in her resume and a blank spot in her her closet where the tiara was support to go.  “After this past week I need a six month vacation to anywhere tropical.” Elena commented aimlessly and she ran a hand through her dark hair as she stood in line at the coffee shop. Shifting her weight from one heel to another as she leaned back against the wall and turned her attention to the person behind her. “Did you at least have fun during Founder’s Week?” She asked, she hoped that at least someone had a better time than she did.

Sutton knew that Elena was probably talking her loses fairly hard. She knew it was best to let her vent and get everything out when needed. Sutton knew it wasn’t much but she figured the lease she could do was treat her to coffee. “That sounds nice..maybe not for six months but that type of vacation does sound great.” Sutton took a step forward as the line moved up a bit. She shrugged at her question. “It was alright. I mean you did a great job of course but like always some things I enjoy more than others. Not gonna lie thought, I was selfish excited to promote the store a bit and show of more of my design skills with my dress from the ball.”

Oliver couldn’t agree more. The entire situation was strange. One day he was spitting into a test tube to humor an inkling that he’d had, the next he was sitting across the table meeting his half sister. “Funny how the world works,” he said. “I mean, yes. So many. But I figured introductions would be a good place to start. I’m Oliver. I’m a social worker. I guess we have a mother in common.”

Sutton agree. “Yes introductions.” She was bit nervous. She wasn’t sure what to expect with all of this. “I’m Sutton, obviously. I design and own my own boutique.” she nodded. “Looks like we do. Well she’s kind of big deal in the fashion world, hence where I get my design side from I guess.” Sutton wasn’t about to jump in and start bash her mother to her newly found half brother. But at the same time she wasn’t going to lie to the guy.

She felt a wave of relief that Sutton had no idea who she was. Maybe this town would be the escape she wanted. “Yeah I’m new here actually, and I  really like it here, have you been here a long time?”

Sutton nodded. “Cool. I’ve lived here since I was 8 with my dad and step family. I was born in Manhattan thought. But I still consider this place my true home. What about you? Where are you from?” 

Ford turned his head to look at the soft-spoken voice. Inhaling deeply, he ran his fingers through his hair as he pushed himself off the bar counter, standing up a bit straighter. “Sorry,” he ducked his head as he took a sip. “Just…not my kinda scene,” he admitted. Ford may have been annoyed, but that didn’t mean he wanted to ruin it for anyone else. “Looks like it’s yours though,” he exhaled a breath, willing himself to relax his shoulders. “You look nice,” his lips upturned a bit. He didn’t know much about dresses or clothing in general ( hence why he’d asked for help this entire event so far ), but hers seemed…different than the rest. “I like the blue,” he murmured before tipping his head back, swallowing the remnants of his drink.

Sutton rose her brows. “Is it a bit to fairy-tale like?” she  couldn’t help but grin. A night like this was everything to Sutton. She got to show off her more designs to the town. She was able to show everyone what she loved doing in hope of maybe attracting some new customers.

“You could say that.” she shrugged. “Thank you. I designed it myself so I’d hope it would work out in my favor.” she couldn’t help but get a bit dramatic with it and do a small spin to show off more of her dress. But to be fair she worked on it in. She took a sip of her drink. “Me too. It’s a great color.”

Daphne was truly taken by storm by this whole thing. She’d been in town for less than a week and this event was all so overwhelming to say the least. “Sutton.” Daphne started. “Cute name, that’s what my mom almost named me.” She did a quick glance over of Sutton, realizing that she reminded Daphne of her friends back home – which made her comfortable. “I would love to girl.” She said grabbing her purse. 

“Yours too. Well that would of been kind of cool because I would have loved to met someone else named Sutton.” She couldn’t help but grin. She gave a nod as the women agreed and started heading down the street and away from the event. “So I don’t think I’ve seen your around here before. Are you new to town?” Sutton asked curious. 

for : @sutton-matthews​

     “So.” She started placing a bag of groceries down on the counter with a bright smile, and an eager attitude. “I was thinking instead of something like a cake or cupcakes or.. anything else in the cake family — we’d make peanut brittle. Which I promise is not as difficult as it sounds.” After going from runner-up to Mrs. Maywood and fulfilling all that went along with it, Zuri was delighted to have something as mind numbing as cooking for the next few hours. “If you’re not cool with that it’s totally fine, i’m okay with doing whatever.”

Sutton was pretty excited about this event. While she typically cooked more than baked, she still sometimes enjoyed a good afternoon of baking. Plus it gave a reason to practice more baking. She was excited to hear from her baking partner about what her ideas were. “Wow that sounds amazing actually. I’m totally in.” Sutton grinned, eager to try something new. “What made you think of that? Other than standing out against our competition.” she chuckled. 

Sutton never minded doing the date box each year. For her she enjoyed getting to know more people from around town. The women that won her box didn’t seem familiar but all the better for Sutton. She approached the other women. “Hi. I’m Sutton and I see you got my box.” she grinned. “So I was thinking we could go to the room of my place where I created an amazing outdoor home theater and we can do our mini cook out and movie night there? What do you say?” 

WHERE: Founder’s Ball at the Mayor’s WHEN: June 6, 2020

“We’re gonna slow it down a bit,” Ford announced, his jittery body in need of a drink. Flipping a switch on the rented mixer, he stood until he heard the familiar notes of Love Lies that always made the man involuntary bob his head whenever he heard it in his store or in the car. Stepping over the wires, he grabbed the supposedly required crown from the top of his head and then flipped off his headphones, resting it on his neck. Making a beeline for the open bar, he leaned over the counter that separated him and the bartender. “Coke and rum? Thanks.” He nodded as he received a visual conformation that he was heard. Ford had stupidly volunteered to deejay the event, but he had meant it as a joke. Before he knew it, the ball rolled, and he was here. Miserable, needing to be anywhere but here. Ford was smart enough to know that it was the organizers that made it hell – the week itself was not as bad if he mentally took them out of the equation. Good food, meeting people, that wasn’t something he ever complained about. “How long before this shit is over?” Ford’s question escaped his mouth before he could think of the consequences of speaking. ‘Here you go, sir.’ Eyebrows raised slowly as he turned towards the bartender, taking his drink. “Thanks again.”

After spending sometime mingling around and the music began to simmer down, Sutton knew it was time for a drink. “Manhattan please.” she ordered. She noticed a guy next to her but didn’t think much of at first. It wasn’t until he spoke that made her look at him. “Sounds like someone is having fun.” Personally Sutton loved the ball. She loved being able to get all dressed up for a night out. In terms of the founders week, Sutton usually didn’t mind it. It was her time to catch up with old friends and meet new people. This year she happened to be even more excited than usual because it meant trying to promote her store. She thanked the bartender for her drink before taking a sip.

Where: Mayors House When: June 6th What: Casino during the Founder’s Ball

Natalia had managed to find her way to the casino during the Founder’s Ball. She had probably spent too much time there already but it was better than to embarrass herself on the dancefloor. Sure, she had watched Beyonce. No one would skip Beyonce. So after she had made her way over to the bar for a drink, she found her way to the casino. “I’ve been having such bad luck so far. Do you have any tips on how to do any of this better?”

Sutton stood at the bar while she waited for her drink. As a fashion lover, she couldn’t help but admit that she was enjoying seeing everyone’s formal wear. It was always interesting seeing how people around town dressed up. She noticed someone approach next to her. “Sorry. I’m the wrong person to ask. I’m not much of a casino person anymore.” 

“That’s an opinion we’re gonna have to agree to disagree on, my friend.” He commented, flashing pearly whites at her. “Of course, it’s all about the environment today. Less clean up, Mungo will make sure they’re nothing less over. It’s a win for all.” He answered, then turning to the cashier, giving them the same effort in smile. “Two vanilla cones.” He ordered, “And whatever she wants – what do you want, have we decided?”

“Looks like it.” Sutton gave a shrug before giving him a smile back. “Very true. saving the environment is important and that’s also why we have adorable dogs to help clean up. Take about a great cycle.” she grinned. Sutton nodded her head at Lincoln. “Nothing better than classic.” she commented, teasing. “I’m doing to be a bit more exciting and going to have a cookie dough cone please.” she chuckled softly.