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― NOSTALGIA.
////a code by @sadvalentine.Vere Delise Smith//14//female//student & model//
Likes:
+90'music
+cigarettes
+tattoos
+cats
+yellow
Dislikes:
-loud.noises
-guns
-betrayal
-attitude
/
Fears:
-Being worthless
-Being unloved
-Losing someone the same way he lost himself
Quirks:
-bites nails
-tends to look at someone's lips when nervous
-taps fingers when annoyed
Dellie is a free-spirited, independent, and quick-witted woman who is also hurt and bitter due to having her heart broken by her father in the past. She is also cynical, snarky, and world-weary, making her atypical among stereotypes. She has a very low opinion of men in general since her experiences with them have been mostly negative. Stoic with a hint of sass is a good description for Dellie. She grew up with at least one parent who wasn’t about that feelings life, her father. She doesn’t always reveals her hurts and joys with all the people she knows.
///
"Dellie can you please pass me the wrench?" Her father said as he slid from underneath the car. Young little Vere, all naive and frail, picked up the rusty old tool and passed it to her father, who smiled back in approval. She was about 8 years old at this time, now developing her interest in cars. Her father made sure to bring her to work on the weekends, and teach her a few things, instead of being home alone with some old hag of a caretaker. Dellie loved being around her father, since her mum left them at a very young age in her life. Her father was doing a fairly well job of raising them on his own, taking her out to the diner every two weeks while listening to the old jukebox there. The father's well being however, was slowly deteriorating with age, his arthritis catching up with him after a simple accident with a certain mechanic job.
As Vere grew older, her father became more and more distant. Because of how bad his arthritis had become, he resorted to doing only small jobs on the side while quitting his main job. Soon it lead him into drinking and poor Dellie watch the entire process unfold. Soon she came home to either a messy house with vases and such on the floor, or quiet hallways where they're never disturbed till morn. It was tough to see how much a single person can change through just one simple action. And that was about to change for the worse.
Likes:
+90'music
+cigarettes
+tattoos
+cats
+yellow
Dislikes:
-loud.noises
-guns
-betrayal
-attitude
/
"I'M NOT YOUR PARTY FAVOUR!"
Fears:
-Being worthless
-Being unloved
-Losing someone the same way he lost himself
Quirks:
-bites nails
-tends to look at someone's lips when nervous
-taps fingers when annoyed
Dellie is a free-spirited, independent, and quick-witted woman who is also hurt and bitter due to having her heart broken by her father in the past. She is also cynical, snarky, and world-weary, making her atypical among stereotypes. She has a very low opinion of men in general since her experiences with them have been mostly negative. Stoic with a hint of sass is a good description for Dellie. She grew up with at least one parent who wasn’t about that feelings life, her father. She doesn’t always reveals her hurts and joys with all the people she knows.
///
"MY BOY DON'T LOVE ME LIKE HE PROMISED."
"Dellie can you please pass me the wrench?" Her father said as he slid from underneath the car. Young little Vere, all naive and frail, picked up the rusty old tool and passed it to her father, who smiled back in approval. She was about 8 years old at this time, now developing her interest in cars. Her father made sure to bring her to work on the weekends, and teach her a few things, instead of being home alone with some old hag of a caretaker. Dellie loved being around her father, since her mum left them at a very young age in her life. Her father was doing a fairly well job of raising them on his own, taking her out to the diner every two weeks while listening to the old jukebox there. The father's well being however, was slowly deteriorating with age, his arthritis catching up with him after a simple accident with a certain mechanic job.
As Vere grew older, her father became more and more distant. Because of how bad his arthritis had become, he resorted to doing only small jobs on the side while quitting his main job. Soon it lead him into drinking and poor Dellie watch the entire process unfold. Soon she came home to either a messy house with vases and such on the floor, or quiet hallways where they're never disturbed till morn. It was tough to see how much a single person can change through just one simple action. And that was about to change for the worse.
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