Honey Pie; You are Driving me Crazy

[ Lili Reinhart] —— [ VICTORIA POOLE ] is a [ TWENTY ONE ] year old [ UNIVERSITY STUDENT ]. They identify as a [ HETEROSEXUAL FEMALE ] and I’ve heard that they’re [ DETERMINED AND AMIABLE ] but can also be [ STUBBORN AND IMPULSIVE ]. [ SHE ] has been living in London for [ THREE YEARS ] and has since been known as the [ ICARIAN ].

Hello friends, my name is Allie and this be my lil bean Victoria! Under the cut, is some more information about her and all that jazz. But feel free to hit me up to plot or if you’ve got any specific plots you want filled :) 

     ❛  oh, i found it !  ❜  frazzled hands reached to snatch the blanket from beneath one of the cushions, a small purple end of it just barely sticking out. she must have walked by it a thousand times, but now that such an item was within her grasp again, maybe the three year old in her room would stop crying.  ❛  thank you for helping me. ali can’t sleep without it most of the time and she’s been in non - stop tantrum mode for hours now.  ––  hey, but do me a favor and check on the cookies in the oven ? i made them for no reason before, but now i can give them to you as a thank you for spending hours looking for this lousy piece of cloth. you’re an angel.  ❜

tw: medical trauma

Medical practitioners had a duty of care when it came to certain situations, for example, if Noel was on a flight and a passenger ended up in need of medical attention she had a duty to put her hand up when the crew called and help them. The surgeon had just finished a twenty-four hour shift and was on her way home when she came across a man who had been dragged a few meters down the road after his tie got caught in a taxi door upon exiting. Surprisingly he was in pretty good shape, he just had a few abrasions and a possible dislocated shoulder. He was lucky to say the least. Noel stayed until the paramedics turned up and took over, leaving her to take a step back as they loaded the man into the ambulance. Naturally a few people were standing around taking in the scene and she glanced over at one with a shake of her head, “You really never know how your morning is going to go, do you?” She asked while tucking her hair behind her ear - something of a habit. “At least you’re having a better start than him, right?”

It was always an interesting wait outside the hospital doors while Victoria waited for her brother. She enjoyed the people watching and trying to guess what mess people had gotten themselves into. One time she had overheard someone who had accidentally eaten cat food that they had mistaken for tuna and admitted themselves to the hospital. She nodded as she listened to the dark haired woman who had walked up and stood beside her. “It takes Monday mornings to a whole new level.” She hummed, feeling bad for the man as well as his torn tie.

“don’t tell my husband i’m sneaking cigarettes. i told him i quit.” diane insisted before bringing the cigarette to her lips, inhaling for a few moments before breathing out, watching the smoke fill the air. “it’s almost 1am. what are you doing here?” her tone wasn’t annoyed in the slightest, just curious. frankly, she liked the company.