Ivy and Ellie

Saturday, May 9, 2026

OCRP - Lizzie

It's really strange seeing Delia this way. I mean, is she the same person? She says she's thankful I'm her friend, which was even more of a shock to me. This is all so unbelievable, like a dream of some kind.

I now have my own room. I don't have to sleep on someone's couch!

Ezra and I live two floors above Han and Delia and the others, since our place is bigger. A room for Ezra and a room for me.

I ACTUALLY HAVE MY OWN BATHROOM! That is a dream come true.

Mine has a bathtub and shower, while Ezra's is just a shower, and well, everything else that comes with a bathroom. So yeah, let this new chapter begin!

Everyone came with food to fill our pantry. Except Cole, which I wouldn't want to see anyway. I keep hoping he and Zeth will hit the road. Deep down, I feel those two are both travelers. Maybe they'll realize someday they are more than a bromance.

Still, Cole's sister Dakota has been so supportive. And Ezra has been the friend I've needed for a long time. We both know this is gold real estate, and we both have full-time jobs.

It's great to have a place to come home to.

- Lizzie

P.S. I'm so thankful Delia had a bed and bedding she could give me. It was just what I needed!

Sunday, May 3, 2026

OC RP - Delia & Han

"I don't know what's gotten into you?" Han looked Delia over as if she had gone insane. He didn't even know her without her Goth Look. "Is it really you?"

Delia looked away, a little angry, but looked back at him. "Oh, you know, I'm full of surprises." She said she wanted a summer look. "I'm friends with Lizzie, you know."

"Did she put you up to this?" Han looked at her blankly as he stood in the kitchen with his hands on his hips, forgetting he had breakfast dishes to clean up.

"No," Delia winced. "I just wanted something different." She hugged herself as if he was putting her off.

He knew she hadn't really changed. She was the one always in charge. And of course, he always did what he was told. He didn't like it when she got fussy. But lately, she'd been rather laid back since she'd gotten to know Lizzie. Of course, this gave him more time to look through his interviews. He did get on at a media library at a television station. There was a lot to learn about archiving. Plus, he got to do more behind the scenes at the station. He was learning camera work. Although most reporters these days have to do their own setups on their phones. Everything was on the go. But they did need a driver, on occasion. Especially if the weather gets messy.

Han was glad he had the job. He was glad Delia didn't need him to entertain her all the time. Maybe they were becoming grown-ups. Han grinned. This warm feeling of accomplishment finally seized him. He went back to the kitchen to clean up.

"What's so funny?" She gave him the eye, like he remembered.

"We are," he chuckled, looking back at her with a sunny face that held no grudge. "Who would have thunk it? We are still together, you know."

She had to ponder that one as if she hadn't a clue what he was talking about.

"I know, Ezra was thinking it would be just a phase for you. But I think you really like me, you know."

"Really"

"Yes, really." He smiled as he got the dishwasher loaded. "We are a good team."

She went to help put away the seasonings that were on the counter. She was quiet. Usually, she was a chatterbox. Her behind in the soft sleep pants brushed against his backside. It was a pleasant surprise. Nobody said anything. It was as if the silence spoke for itself.

Tuesday, April 28, 2026

OCRP - Dakota

Dakota hugged herself hard to keep from yelling at her step-brother, Cole. No way was she going to Ezra and expecting him to apologize. Cole needed this.

"You can't even take care of yourself. What makes you think that girl, Liz, can help you? She's actually working. You don't even care." Dakota was frustrated with this catastrophe. No way did she want to be her stepbrother's mother.

"I can't. I just can't." He shook his head no with his fat lip in a pout.

Her place, where she'd let him stay, was now trashed. Dakota gritted before she lashed out. "Just go! I want you out! You and Zeth can just go. Wherever, but I want you out of my apartment!"

"Now wait a minute," Cole looked at her blankly. "Zeth and I..we'll find something."

"Oh, really, and live in squaller, no doubt." Dakota could hardly breathe in here with the leftover fast food and beer cans. "You lost your job at the library."

"I know," he shrugged. "It just wasn't a good fit. It wasn't me."

"What is a good job for you?" She told him definitely not being a trashman. Her lips tightened as if she didn't know what she should do next. Maybe it was time to talk to the building manager about him.

"Just..just give us two weeks, OK?"

Dakota hated the idea.

"Well, you'd better get to cleaning, and clean up your act!" She demanding. "Or I'm calling somebody to evict you."