Tuesday, March 10, 2026

Ocean City RP - Matty


 

"Oh come on, it feels like spring!" Matty assured Fiona that they needed to go outside.

"But the weather has been frightful this past month," she said, hugging herself with a grimace. They were just finishing up lunch. "Haven't you seen those mountains of snow in the parking lot?" She winced. She told him no way was she going to the beach.

"I didn't say you had to wear a bikini, you know," he shrugged, getting the dishes rinsed to put in the dishwasher. He was moving fast because he wanted to get out into the sun for a little bit, even though Fiona was still being Miss Winter. 

"You'll get even more depressed if we don't go," he smirked, telling her she needed natural vitamin D. He took her hand and danced about in the kitchen, even if she wasn't charmed.

"Don't you want to try one of those new burgers?"

"What new burgers?" She winced.

"Oh, you know, those self-indulgent kind that are the new spring offering at the fast food places. The burger wars have begun, and well, we need to try them before they get any more expensive," He held his head high, even if he were a starving artist.

"I can't eat the whole thing," She whined.

"I know. More for me." He grinned. "We'll share." He could at least splurge on one combo with an extra drink. "But first," he bent down to her level. "We need sunshine and exercise." He couldn't forget the beach and the boardwalk. He loved that side of town, "Maybe we can look at the old trailer park."

"Oh, please," she didn't beg too long. He pushed his pullover hoodie over her head that was hanging in the entrance, and then zipped up the hoodie that was hers on himself.

"What are you doing?" She cracked up in laughter.

"We can let our scents mingle." 

He kissed her on the forehead. Off they went. He was borrowing Ezra's moped for the adventure. It seemed Ezra was taking public transportation these days.

Tuesday, March 3, 2026

OCRP - Delia



 "So we are best friends? Right?" This was particularly important to Delia. Han didn't seem to think she had any friends. Not that he brought it up, but she knew. She knew by the way he was so careful around her, so as not to make her mad. Still, sometimes, she felt they needed to argue more.

She looked at Lizzie as if she'd gone and done something behind her back, chatting with Ezra. Why would she do such a thing?

"Yeah, of course, we are." Lizzie looked at her blankly as if she had nothing to hide, but still, Delia thought she must be hiding something since Lizzie was never around to do anything with, especially on the weekend.

"Well, where were you Saturday?" Delia kept an eye on her as they were doing laundry in the local laundry room down the hall.

"Saturday?" Lizzie squinted as if she'd have to think about that while she folded Cole's clothes as if she might be a professional maid on the side. Delia wanted to mess up what was already folded. It was aggravating to her. She wanted Lizzie's attention.

"Oh, I went thrifting." She nodded, remembering Cole had to work all day Saturday. She did mention how she'd found some pork on sale and stewed it in the crockpot most of the day, for pulled pork to go with the cole slaw she'd made. 

Delia sighed. Honestly, Lizzie was so productive. It was crazy in her mind. "What are you trying to do? Be Cole's mother?"

Lizzie cracked up at that. "Look, we need to have something to eat." She'd found free bread that the thrift shop left on a table. It gave Delia the shivers. No telling how old that bread was, but Lizzie would cut it and toast it and serve it to Cole, and maybe..just maybe someone else.

"Have you been talking to Ezra?" Delia snapped.

"What if I have?" Lizzie looked at her a little bit sleepy as if Ezra might have that effect on her, in the bedroom eyes sense.

"You better not tell him about me." Delia scowled, doing her best just to fold and keep up with Lizzie's adulting skills, only she was a newbie and clearly didn't like it.

"Now, what would we talk about?" Lizzie's lips practically gave way to a sly Joker smile.

Delia's brows furrowed. Why was it so hard to make friends?

Sunday, March 1, 2026

OCRP - Cole


 

Cole sat down for an interview with Han to talk a little bit about himself.


HAN: So why the sudden move to Ocean City?

COLE: (Chuckles, brushes his back finger against his nose as if he's going to get to this question.) Uh, I fell in love with a girl. (He smiles as if he might be the JOKER a sputters into laughter). I just wanted to take a chance with Lizzie. She was in this bar with this Dude who only.... (he sighs and looks away) He can't be any good for her. He can't. She's just wasting her life with him, you know. I just wanted us to find our own place. And well, that meant getting help from my step-sister, Dakota. (Cole shrugs) So here we are. (His head wiggles back and forth as if he might be getting ready for clown school).

HAN: So, how old are you, and are you in college? You know, what's your major? That kind of thing?

COLE: Um, about that (He crosses his leg and pulls one knee slightly with his hands clasped). I'm still UNDECLARED. Its kind of hard to make up my mind. I..I did a little acting. Mainly, being an extra, that kind of thing. It's like I can't find my goal. I guess. I just keep changing my major, you know. I'm only twenty-two. (Cole shrugs).

HAN: So what's the plan now?

COLE: Plan? I don't know, I just let it happen when it wants to. (He shrugs as if it's no big deal) I'll take a few online classes. Try to get this library job down. (He shakes his head). I hate it so much. I can hardly stand to be there that many hours. I mean, my back hurts. My eyes are tired. I mean, I can't even woo Lizzie anymore. Life really sucks at the moment. (He sighs) Not sure how much more I can take it. I mean, you know how it is? You don't have a job either. It's like I need my freedom, man. Right?

HAN: (He has no answer for Cole, but looks at him quite perturbed).