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Some people say that Callie looks a lot like DOVE CAMERON. Her faceclaim is negotiable, although she is currently UNAVAILABLE.

Born and raised in the small town of Beaufort, South Carolina, Callie is the epitome of a southern sweetheart. She’s a bubbly, go-getter by nature, and her parents raised her to be polite, hardworking, charmingly innocent, and intensely family oriented. Nobody dare ever question her southern roots; her southern twang is unmissable and she’s regularly pulling out her sweet tea recipe or her trusty cowboy boots at a moment’s notice. There’s so much to love about Callie, and she’s got a lot of love to give in return.

Callie is good with kids – like, exceptionally good with kids. Growing up with three younger brothers and in a neighborhood chock full of other families with young kids equates to a lot of babysitting gigs and a ton of experience with all different kinds of families. There’s no boo-boo or owie she can’t fix, no monster she can’t sweep from under the bed, and no stain she can’t remove. She’s exceptionally organized, exceptionally prepared, and you can count on her to always have an extra band aid or juice box on hand.

Fortunately for her, if there’s one thing New York will always need more of, it’s nannies. It was a nearly impossible decision to leave Beaufort and her brothers behind, but her first heartbreak on top an intensifying case of cabin fever in her quiet hometown left her desperate for a fresh start. When she finally made the decision to leave, she packed up what she could in a matter of hours, took all of her money out of savings, and bought the first plane ticket out of South Carolina. She ended up in New York four hours later and charmed her way into a live-in nannying position within her first two days in the city.

Despite the reasons for her move, her rash decision to leave could not have worked out better for her. Her new boss – a lovely, successful businessman and single father of three – provided Callie with a private room in his townhouse and a stipend in exchange for caring for his well-behaved, though exceptionally busy and involved, young children. Living with three children feels almost like home and she’s spent nearly four years with this family now – cooking, cleaning, getting them to school and their extracurriculars on time – and in return she has a safe place to stay and the comfort and support of a family unit.

Callie spends the extra money she gets from her stipend on supplies for her very, very small private catering endeavor. It’s a good way to earn herself some extra cash – she knows she’ll have to leave her nannying job eventually, figures it’s best to be prepared – and a good way to squash her homesickness. Everything she cooks comes straight from her grandmother’s southern recipe box, and all of her new clients come exclusively from word-of-mouth referrals from her other clients. It certainly keeps her busy on top of her nannying job, but it’s a welcomed distraction from her thoughts and the mess she left back home.

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25 y/o. Syd, Aus. Cis female. Looking for more lgbtq+ friends to talk to.

HMU;

Kik: stephaniee.bee

I'm trans and use he/him pronouns.

I'm bisexual! Looking for friends or more, but please only 18+.

I'm a writer and generally more creative leaning person. I have a huge soft spot for animals. I love making Spotify playlists for people and going exploring.

Amanda's fully written biography is currently UNAVAILABLE.

Amanda Scott was practically born into ballet slippers. Her parents had her enrolled in tiny tots dance classes almost as soon as she could walk and she’s been twirling through life ever since. She bounced from studio to studio in her home state of Oregon, progressing swiftly through tap and jazz when she was a munchkin to more modern and contemporary styles as an adolescent. There was even a phase when she tried out hip hop and ballroom dance (those weren’t for her, she decided), but throughout all of her years of training, ballet has remained her one, constant passion.

She became quite well known locally for her dancing, earning top awards at local and state competitions for both her solo and her troupe performances. She dreamed of dancing professionally, and in her eyes, the next step towards that was studying at the Juilliard School in New York. When she was a senior in high school, she auditioned for the prestigious dance program and was fortunate to be selected as one of only twenty-four new students entering into the program in the fall. Juilliard would give her the skills and the recognition she deserved as she entered into the professional dance world.

A car accident curtailed that dream in her third year at the school. She and her friends were on their way back into town from a weekend away when a drunk driver hit their car. It all happened so fast; one minute she was singing along to the radio with her friends, and the next, she was in excruciating pain. At the hospital, the doctors diagnosed her with spondylolisthesis after finding a small stress fracture in one of her vertebrates. Much to her dismay, they expected that this would likely end her dancing career before it even began.

Amanda accepted that her time at Juilliard was over, but she refused to give up her dream of dancing. Two years later now, after countless doctors’ appointments and seemingly endless physical therapy, her fracture has long-since healed but she still struggles with lingering pain and weakness in her back and hips. She can handle dancing in short spurts now – not quite at the level she’d need to dance professionally, mind you – but you can trust that she’ll keep at the rehabilitation until she gets back to 100% again.

In the meantime, to keep her passion alive, she teaches children’s dance classes around the city. Her students love learning from ‘a dancer who attended Juilliard’, and she can still demonstrate, practice, and foster her love of dance this way without overtaxing her body. Teaching can only do so much for her, though. When she needs a little extra inspiration to keep her hope alive, you might find her sneaking onto empty stages in empty auditoriums across the city to dance for an invisible audience; it brings her back to her prime, reignites her passion for dance, and inspires her to keep pushing to get back to full health.

Missing pieces

Faceclaim suggestions: Sofia Carlson, Maia Mitchell, Mina El Hammani, Sarah Hyland, up to player.

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Jacob Armstrong - She was sipping coffee at a local park when they got chatting about something futile on a bench and eventually exchanged numbers. Jake never did catch her name, but when came to the conclusion that she was a student, he couldn’t bring himself to delete the number, instead changing the contact from ‘girl from the park’ to ‘the dancer’. As Jake begins to avoid the dancer, trying his best not get involved with a student at such an early point in his career, Amanda is completely unaware of his mistake - she’s still waiting for that text he’d promised.

Adrian’s fully written bio is currently AVAILABLE.

Adrian Smyth has always been, in a sense, a kind of guardian angel. He’s the kind of guy that’s eager to help those dear to him in any way he can, but doesn’t like to be thanked or even recognized for it. His relationship with his kid brother Chase is a perfect example of this. Chase was always the careless brother: going out, getting drunk, ‘falling in love’; and Adrian would be left to watch his back and pick up the pieces when everything came crashing down - something that happened enough times to take away the initial devastation every time things went to shit for the younger sibling. It was never anything worse than a bad hangover or broken heart.

Their parents tended to keep to themselves, not because they were lazy, but because they were aware that their boys preferred to do things themselves. Or at least Adrian did, and Chase liked to let his brother take care of him, despite the very small age gap. They were best friends; they spent almost every second of every day with each other, even after they grew older.

Eventually, adult life caught up with the pair and they had a lot less time to spend together and a lot more work to do. Chase went off to live with his long-term girlfriend in Jersey and, although they still manage to find days where they’re both free, it’s nothing like it was when they were younger.

Lucky enough for Adrian, he found himself working at the same studio as his friend Dean to keep himself busy. Working at Gen X Radio is what inspired Adrian to get into music. Adrian got accepted into a music program at around the same time and is working towards graduating soon. He’s not exactly the greatest singer or guitar player, but he mixes like nobody you’ve ever heard. He’s worked with a few local bands, producing their work, but his true dream is to get his own segment on Gen X Radio where he can debut his DJing skills.

So nothing seems to be going haywire in his life, right? Everything’s smooth sailing? Wrong. He’s failing his classes. Just a couple semesters away from graduating with a bachelor’s degree in music and it’s like Adrian’s lost all his capabilities to keep things organized and properly pay attention. He’s even messed up the coffee orders at work because of a minor lapse and now some of the workers at the studio are giving him the stink-eye.

Adrian knows he needs to buckle down and get it together so he can keep his job and not flunk out of school, but he’s not sure how to do it.

Missing pieces

Faceclaim options: Noah Centineo, Johnny Simmons, Drew Starkey, up to player.

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Some people say that Erin looks a lot like ALISHA BOE. Her faceclaim is semi-negotiable and she is currently AVAILABLE.

All Erin ever knew was lights. Growing up in Las Vegas meant that she was surrounded by light, laughter and life – always. After sixteen years of lusting after the lifestyle she was forbidden to be a part off, the young lady got her first fake ID, and suddenly the city was hers. She wasn’t popular in high school -she seemed to anonymously simply co-exist with most of the people there- but outside of those walls, she had more than just a name – she had a meaning.

It was easy for Erin to lose touch with the real world. She’d be out until the early hours and return to her parents whom had grown immune to her antics after only a few months of repetition. That was, until she began to come home too drunk or too high or not at all for days at a time – escorted by the police on several occasions. She began to miss classes, lose grades, and lose interest in anything but the nightlife she’d always strived to be at one with. Her parents kept quiet despite their concern, which is why it came as such a shock when she was sent away.

Denver was nothing like Vegas. The juvenile delinquency center wasn’t close to her precious night life and there were no neon lights to send her to sleep. She would (attempt to) sleep in the dark and be forced awake at six in the morning for school. The girls there were hostile and had no interest in meeting new people in the way that Erin so naturally did, and it left her to wander alone from one day to the next.

With a tendency to lash out with frustration, Erin wasn’t released from the center until a little over a year later. Despite spending her time away just waiting to return to her hometown, the girl, on a whim, headed for the east coast. She had no money, no friends, no idea how she managed, but somehow Erin hitchhiked and bargained her way to New York in less than two weeks’ time. It wasn’t quite Vegas, but it was close enough, and so it was where she stayed and, over time, she made new connections and a place for herself.

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