[ ] Youre Not From Around Here , Are You? I Figured Because You Totally Just Missed { NOA BRAUNSTEIN

[ … ] ❀ you’re not from around here , are you? i figured because you totally just missed { NOA BRAUNSTEIN } walking by. don’t tell me you don’t know who { SHE } is? they kind of look like { MAUDE APATOW } and i could be wrong but i think that they might be { TWENTY-SEVEN } years old right now. they’ve been living in palmview for the last { TWENTY-ONE YEARS }. and i don’t know if anyone has ever told them this before but they kind of remind me of { CHER HOROWITZ } from { CLUELESS }. if you stick around the town long enough you might catch them in action working at { - } as a { MATCHMAKER }. you see this town isn’t really that big of a place, some folks like to call them the { THE SHOPAHOLIC } of palmview! they took a liking to the name too after a while, go figure. oh crap, they must have heard me yapping. they’re coming this way. i got to warn you though, rumor has it they can pretty { MATERIALISTIC } at times. i wouldn’t take it too seriously though, from the times i’ve spoken to them they seemed pretty { SWEET } to me. we see each other all the time since they live in that { THREE ROOM } apartment beside me over in { CORAL COVE }. i better leave you to it. it was nice meeting you!  

full name : noa yael braunstein birthplace : san francisco, california date of birth : 03 / 13 / 1997 parentage : solomon braunstein & talia foster braunstein sibling(s) : ronen braunstein ( twin ) pets : two blue russian cats named coco & donatella occupation : founder of stupid cupid matchmaking business relationship status : single gender identity : cis female ( she/her ) sexual orientation : heterosexual ( maybe idk how to write a fully str8 muse honestly ) faceclaim : maude apatow

BACKGROUND:

from the very beginning, noa’s family dynamic was quite different from the others. her parents met on tv through a dating show in the 90s and were lucky enough to find something that lasted.

flash forward a few years to a nice thursday evening in march when the braunstein twins graced this earth. one 37 minutes older than the other ( who exactly the twins wouldn't find out until they were thirteen and snuck a peek at their birth certificates -- their parents didn't want to hear the ' i'm older ' argument )

the phoenix lights happened the same night as their births, and to this day, their family likes to joke it was to prepare the world for their arrival

going from a family of two to four is never easy, and the braunstein's didn't find the transition any easier. they tried their best to split the work, with one parent being in charge of one twin. this was supposed to change weekly to give them equal opportunity with each child, but once they'd started and learned their respective twin, it was easier to just keep going that way rather than trying to learn everything about the other

so, it's no surprise when noa is bonded to their dad, and ronen their mom. the classic daddy's girl / momma's boy combos were running rampant in their household

noa never took full notice of how distant she was from her mother until her pre-teen years, a time when a girl needs her mother most. but every interaction felt like she was burdening her mother with questions, almost like she didn't care much for her daughter at all despite the clear love they held for one another. noa simply put it down to the fact that they were two very different people with very different interests, and instead would cling to her father, who had no issue handing over his credit card in order to cheer her up, and who seemed to find her over the top ideas for future ventures endearing rather than unrealistic.

at the age of six, their dad got a new job and the family relocated to florida. it came with more money, and the family was already pretty well off.

at this point, the twins were inseparable. the definition of frenemies. they'd fight and fight, but ten minutes later would be snuggled up on the couch watching tv. if someone were to pick on ronen, noa would say something and vice versa.

noa thrived in high school, popular and pretty, and keeping her grades afloat despite often being deemed as an airhead with one too many distractions. but home life was strained, clear tension between she and her brother and the bonds with their parents, and by this point every interaction with her mother would end in upset or annoyance.

leaving for college was a breath of fresh air, eyes opened to other ways of life and learning to stand on her own two feet. majoring in business while her minor was fashion. but it wasn't too long before she began to feel the ache of missing the person who knew her best, her twin brother.

the summer before their junior year, they're able to have a conversation about their parents and all their feelings. it's too late to get her to chicago for the fall semester, but they do all they can and can successfully get her there for the spring.

once they graduated, they actually wanted to come back to florida. chicago was fun and nice, but damn, it was cold. and noa had greatly missed her father and wanted to attempt building bridges with her mother, still to not much avail. some people are simply meant to love each other without actually enjoying one another's solo company.

noa would spend a few years interning for some fashion brands before deciding that she wanted to work for herself, took the risk of setting up her childhood dream of finding peoples perfect match. soon her business was booming, and she still found the time to show off her fashion sense online, building up a following in all aspects of social media.

however, her own love life isn't where she would like it to be. parents setting a high standard of how love is supposed to be that she's found herself very particular. due to this she's been intimate with only two people, both of whom she had great feelings for.

random bits : loves to scrapbook and make vision boards, will use any excuse to go on a shopping spree or have a pamper night, owns way too many pairs of shoes and definitely starts getting ready hours before she has to be somewhere, with multiple outfit changes. has a very strict no kissing until the third date rules. more tba.

WANTED CONNECTIONS

a best friend, someone who not only indulges all her ideas but partakes. lots of pamper nights with wine too, and fashion shows galore ( the real kind and also the at home kind too )

first time/high school sweetheart, maybe they even tried to make it work when college rolled around but it was difficult to keep up with.

a more recent ex. perhaps it was a bit of a whirlwind and only lasted a year, maybe two. we can play around with why it ended.

a will they/won't they with someone so opposite/far from what she thinks she wants, yet behind the constant bickering there is clearly a spark.

a frenemy, they like each other but there's definitely some tension there.

clients.

that's all i've got for now ... but so much more.

c.

" okay, " ace drags out the word, rocking back on his heels as lips purse slightly. isn't one to peer pressure anyone. if anything, he's often on the other end of things. easily persuaded. but he's someone who likes for people to have fun. " well, what if i can guarantee you that i'll be an even sloppier drunk ? in a way that will make your sloppy will look like the opposite of sloppy. "

starter type: open to everyone location: sunset villa beach party featuring: logan hill

"oh, no. i will not be doing... any of that." one of her hands lifts in a frivolous wave, motioning toward the open bar. her temples pound in reminiscence, just the thought prompting a headache. "and besides, i am a very, very sloppy drunk. i'd rather roll back here."

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he's shaking his head before he even reaches the other, before he even sees the attempt fail. " you forgot to tap it, " ace utters, gaze cast towards the heap of sand by his feet. " you know, one, two, three on top before you lift it, " as he continues, he does the motions almost as if he can picture it before him. isn't sure if it's just a him thing, or if it's universal. but he can't remember the last time he had a sand castle not come out almost, but never quite fully, perfect. " pretty much set yourself up for failure there, my friend. but, hey, fallen kingdoms tend to make the history books. "

not knowing what else to do, nolan sat in the sand. they scooped some into the bucket, methodically making sure it was wet enough that it would stand tall once he flipped it over. the cigarette he had lit rested between his lips as he worked. the movements were so easy, something he'd done a thousand times as a child, that he needn't think at all about it and yet, it still kept his mind from all that had been troubling him. once he turned it over and pulled the bucket off, however, the sand slipped down, so what was left was just a simple mound of wet sand rather than a castle. "fuck." he took a deep drag from the cigarette and blew it out as he allowed himself to fall back to lay flat on the beach. when he opened his eyes, he noticed a figure in his peripheral. he turned his head to look at them. "welcome to my kingdom," he said flatly as he sat up. // OPEN

Breakfast at Tiffany's (1961) dir. Blake Edwards

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