Name: Evangeline Brooksmen (Eva)
Age: 21
Gender/Pronouns: Female, She/her pronouns
Zodiac: Pisces
Appearance: Eva is a dashing sight. Long, strawberry blonde hair that waves down her back in effortless tendrils is brought together by her peachy complexion, which is rather easily flushed, freckled with the daintiest tope-coloured dots on her nose, cheeks, forehead and a few pinkish ones on her full, upturned lips. Big, blueberry indigo eyes are decorated with lengthy blonde eyelashes, her eyebrows a bit darker. Grown out curtain bangs frame her delicate, fairy-like features, and thin but defined jawline. She's around average height, 5'7" and 3/4s (Every cm counts when nearly everyone you know is taller than you) with a pear-shaped body (small chest but big thighs and bum). Eva is not super fluffy but has little to no muscle, making it difficult to defend against…anything really. Especially assaults from 6'3 men.
Style: Eva was an "indie kid" before it was cool. A little bit of hippie and of course the little bit of alit/rock that comes with depression, anxiety and ADHD, is also mixed into her inspiration. Baggy jeans and colourful zip-ups are her go-to's and often styles incorporating the whole "big pants little top and little pants big top". She also likes to wear the occasional little pants little top when she's feeling confident (or to draw attention from her douche boyfriend). Eva also really enjoys thrifting and gets a lot of her clothes from that. She tends to only wear mascara as her makeup, but her boyfriend doesn't like her w/o it, so…
Personality: Very bright on the outside. She loves everyone even if they don't like her and lets herself be stepped on way too often. Tries her best to keep everyone happy but in the end, never gets what she really wanted. Is very rarely selfish, usually only when around Isolde. She's happy and rather 'spicy' when with her. Is desperately in love with her but is in a relationship so has brushed it off as friend love. Even though her boyfriend is toxic, she still adores him. As a master manipulator, he does amazing things once in a while and then uses it as ammo when she asks him to be more attentive. Has cheated on her a bunch but she just kept telling herself he's going through a bad phase. Eva makes too many excuses for others. Diagnosed with anxiety and ADHD when she was 5 and diagnosed with depression at the ripe age of 11.
Trivia:
- Eva had an abortion that only Isolde knows about. If she told her bf then he would have made her keep it.
- Bisexual with a preference for women but her parents said they'd kick her out if she ever dated any women.
- For the better things, she has a pet frog and snake (kept in different containers ofc). The frog is named Geronimo
and the snake is named butter. Very different, but very appropriate.
- Favourite flavour of ice cream is mint chocolate chip.
- Plays the piano extremely well. Doesn't like to show it off, but she could've been a prodigy if she was a little less modest.
(Great! I was wondering abou the bf… would we take turns rping him or would you prefer me to?)
(We can take turns depending on the scenario.)
(Alright, did you want to start us off?)
(Sure! I can do that. How should we start off? Do we want to do them meeting up or something?)
(That sounds like a plan :) )
(Maybe they have their little spot that they always meet up at and Eva asks if she can stay or something?)
(Yes! Maybe the spot would be like an abandoned skate park or smth and they hang out in the bowls or smth? Or a little clearing in the woods right behind one of their houses? )
(Maybe a little abandoned skate park in the woods behind one of their houses? Just a mix XD)
(Yee! It would probably be Eva's place since Isolde lives in an apartment.)
(Alright, im gonna say she lives in a home with her parents still. Her parents are pretty well off nd have a fair bit of land so that would make sense)
Isolde was pretty tired, it had been a long week, but- she always found herself leaping into action whenever she received a message from Eva saying Usual spot? or Can I stay the night? She was… always there- eager to please and help her closest friend. She loved Eva with all her heart… but of course, she was the dumbass that fell in love with a girl content with an abusive boyfriend. But it wasn't like she could go up to Eva and say "Hey, I like you, I've wanted to make out with you since middle school, dump your boyfriend." So she found herself simply following around like a puppy. Not that she cared, so long as she was with her friend. Pom Pom was currently in her lap, panting happily after the long run. A small bowl of water for him to drink from sat beside her. Clouds of smoke puffed into the air from her lips as she waited for Eva.
Eva rushed out of her work after her shift ended, since eventhough she was well off she still liked to work; especially since she worked at a dog shelter at the moment. Immediately texting Isolde to meet a their spot, god she would never get sick of saying their spot. Their spot, the spot where Eva had tried to work up the nerve to finlly kiss her in grade eight, or again in grade ten (failing miserably both times). Almost getting hit by a car, Eva looked up, backing out of the street and letting the car pass before rushing over to her own, hair catching the sun.
Once she'd finally made it home she threw open the back gate, leaving her car on. Like it was a habit, Eva let a huge sigh out when she saw Isolde sitting on the lip of the bowl that they'd graffitied so many times half of it wasn't even legible.
"Hiii!" Eva cheered as she came up behind her plopping down next to her and stealing the roll of whatever she had in her hand and taking a long drag. "How was your dayy?"
Isolde was listening to their usual playlist, her eyes shut in content as she blew out another puff of smoke from her lips. She glanced up when the other came closer, a bright smile on her lips. "Hey." She offers the cigarette to the other and relaxed. Pom Pom leaped at Eva, pressing kisses all along her cheeks before settling into her lap and relaxed. She chuckles and sits up a little, turning the music down slightly and turning to her friend. "The usual. Work, School. Training. How was work?" She asks curiously, taking the cigarette and taking another drag of it again. This was always her favorite part of the day. She hummed and relaxes again, and hummed along with the music. This had always been their spot, their safe haven. No abusive boyfriends, no stupid world surrounding them, no dead beat parents, just… them.
Giggling and holding Pom Pom in her arms, Eva held up her hand to ask for a smoke again. She only ever smoked when she knew she wouldn't be seeing Damien for the rest of the day; plus, it'd been a hard day at work.
"It was… well, it was work. Misogynistic men and all. I don't wanna talk about it right now." Sighing, she simply leaned into Isolde and took a hit while the other was still holding the cigarette, looking up at her through her lashes. Pulling away and blowing out the smoke after a second or two, the smaller lady rested her head on Isolde's shoulder.
"Could I spend the night at yours? My parents are out of town again and it's gonna be lonely." The question was barely a question at this point, both of them knowing she kept a toothbrush at her place already.
Isolde hands the cigarette to her, leaning back a little bit as she listened to Eva talk about her day. She nods and slowly pulls Eva close to her, her eyes gentle as she played with Eva's hair. Once Eva had taken a hit, Isolde took one as well, her eyes softening when she heard the question. She nods and smiles a little bit, "Of course you can. You're more than welcome to stay with me whenever you need. Do you want me to get out the extra mattress or do you want to sleep on my bed?" She asks curiously, offering the rest of the cigarette to her. Pom Pom barked softly, cuddling closer to Eva in demand of more attention. Isolde glanced down at her friend, tracing Eva's jaw with her calloused fingers. She was surprisingly soft with the people that she cared for. And she was very soft with Eva. "What movie do you want to rent tonight. And do you want to get high or drunk?"
"I wanna sleep with you if that's ok". Her innocent mind didn't pick up on what it sounded like, leaning further into the warmth of her body. Sighing and breathing her in, Eva looked up at her with those alluring eyes that silently begged for Isolde to kiss her. She knew she'd never do it, she was far too respectful to help her cheat, but just looking up at her, with those lips so close to her face…
When Pom Pom barked she snuffed out of it, her smile brightening as she accepted the kisses from the little fluff ball.
Eva's face turned a baby pink when the other traced her fingers along her jawline.
"Uh, high sounds good. Y-yea… do you have anything at home or do I need to call Stella? Also, I heard interstellar is a good movie."
She nods as she keeps a firm grip on her friend. The word felt bitter in her mind. She wanted to kiss the girl in her arms senseless. She wanted to hold Eva, but Eva's stupid boyfriend was in the way. Besides, Isolde would never hurt Eva, unlike her boyfriend. Isolde… had never dated anyone. She had the occasional fling but… she only ever wanted Eva. Eva was all she ever thought about, ever since they met. "Of course. We can make a pillow fort." She snickers. That usually meant a pillow fight and Isolde got to see Eva smile. She glances down at Isolde and sucks in a deep breath. She looked so kissable, those plump lips practically begging Isolde to capture them- She startles out of it when Pom Pom broke the tension, a small smile on her lips. "I have stuff home, and sounds like a plan." She chuckles quietly, ruffling Eva's hair gently. She relaxed again, looking up at the sky. This was their place… their comfort zones. She looked at ease here with her friend beside her.
"A pillow fort sounds good. I found a new playlist that would be good to listen to. I wanna try out a few things while high too."
Truth was, she wanted to try out many things while high. But she'd only ever admitted to the PG13 ones. Scratching Pom Pom right between the ears, she picked the upper up, sitting up and grabbing her bag. "Should I go inside to get PJs?" It really was a rhetorical question. She slept better with the wonderful scent of Isolde floating around her. She loved living in the other's clothes.
She laughs and nods, a small smile on her lips, "You know I love the music you always choose." She boops the others nose gently before humming and stretching out against the concrete before slowly sitting up and getting ready to go. She grabbed Pom Pom's leash, as well as his bowl and placing it in her bag. "Nah, don't worry about the pj's. I have some hoodies at home." By some she really meant that hoodies took up at least half of her closet. Not to mention Eva looked so cute and comfortable curled up in hoodies that were too big for her. "Come on. Are we walking or driving?" She asks curiously.
"Driving. I'm so exhausted from this entire day. I'm so happy it's the weekend. Oh uh, did you want me to drive?" She asked this politely, knowing the other had a rather long day as well. "Ok, I mean your hoodies are much more comfortable than mine."
Eva stood up slowly, careful not to disrupt her iron deficiency in the process.
