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What You'll Find Here

Anacosta Heights
Dupont Circle
Hawethorn Village
River Dale

Anacosta Heights

Situated above the daily life of the city, Anacosta Heights is a tucked away suburb featuring extravagant neo-gothic inspired mansions. The inhabitants of this neighborhood often show their overwhelming wealth with sports cars lining their long, circular driveways, large pools, and manicured gardens. The homeowners of Anacosta Heights treasure their privacy as seen by the high iron gates to the security personnel present at every entrance.

Amelia Marek
Andras Stein
Boone Kendrick
Damon Marcello
Dareios Auerbach
Dorian Ellington-Aragona
Isolt Marcello
Kohl Jones
Ragnar Lothbrok
Sebastian Ellington-Aragona

Dupont Circle

Dupont Circle is a small suburban neighborhood settled within the serene portion of the southern portion of town. These four-bedroom, single-family homes feature back yards, porches, garages, and far more breathing space then the Village offers. This neighborhood often is more family orientated and even has organized events for children and the neighborhood as a whole.

Abigail Hughes
Beylani Rose
Gia Jones
Raylin Chike

Hawethorn Village

Settled in the middle of downtown, Hawthorn Village consists of several victorian inspired row houses just off the main street. Due to it's convenience to just about everything, the village can be a tad expensive to live within. However, the residents of this neighborhood often have two to three-story townhouses, often with a one to two-car garage. Many of the houses feature bay windows and/or rooftop terraces with a small fenced-in 'yard'.

Anastasia Romanova
Bjorn Larsen
Davante Dorian
Leila Van Acker
Mayuza Gracefell
Miyako Aiken
Morgan Van Acker
Quinton Van Acker
Ren Nomura
Serafina Dubois

River Dale

River Dale primarily consists of apartments that, despite their age and industrial appearing interior, still hold to the Victorian history that permeates the town. These apartments are often the cheapest option and sport scuffed, older wooden floors, open floor plans, visible beams, and the occasional brick wall.

Alekai Evero
Alistair Rosenthal
Audette Rousseau
Ben Collins
Carolina Bedford
Claire Grace
Emerson Navarro
Harper Thomson
Kenji Onimaru
Malakai Kanaita
Sterling Tenembrage
Sylvester Veres

good thing i'm neither then


Posted on December 11, 2017 by Taylor Dixon
Residences


He wasn't a believer of fate or destiny. He was a believer of making your own fate, of living the way you want to live. He wouldn't argue that sometimes magical things happened and it just worked out the way it was supposed to but that was just life. He also didn't believe all the fairy tales. He knew that women could be just as strong, if not stronger, than most men. They were cunning and independent, more so as time went by. They were activists, fighting for their rights just as aggressively as anyone else. He didn't believe that he had to save women because they needed it. He saved them because they deserved it. He didn't think his own dad was the man his mom deserved, but she loved him and could look past his flaws. He wanted to be a better man. That was the role model he set for himself as a child. He wanted to be the man a woman like his mother deserved to watch over her. She was strong in her own right. She was smart and fierce as any grizzly bear when it came to the protection of her children. She didn't need his dad for protection. She needed him for companionship.

Just as he knew that Adelaide was a strong independent woman. She didn't need him in her life. He probably needed her more. She was a taste of something rare and new, something altogether exotic, and he couldn't get enough. He was attached, terribly so, and he didn't have any hope of letting go any time soon. Not unless she asked him to leave. He wanted to help all her dreams come true. He wanted to watch them come into being so he could see her shine in all her glory. He knew it would be something to see. Every time he looked into her eyes, he saw her future and it excited him. It was like seeing his own dreams come true. She seemed amused when he told her that he'd take her on another bike ride anytime she wanted. His own eyes gleamed with excitement at the very thought of having her on the back of the bike again with him. It was like sharing something that meant so much to him with someone else. And he couldn't think of anyone else he'd like to do that with more.

He had a feeling she didn't go a lot of places without Townsend so maybe it was a thing of fate that she had gone into the burlesque that night, but he wouldn't think on it too much. It was in the past and done. He was just glad it had happened. He chuckled when she said that he gave himself too little credit. "Maybe you'll prove me wrong. We'll see." He shrugged. The smile she gave him as he winked at her was enough to make his jaw clench a little as he looked away. Damn, she needed to stop doing that. Those eyes could end the world if they wanted to. Then she asked where he'd take her and he smirked, his eyes sparkling. "Maybe. There's a few rivers close by the city I'd like to show you, too. Plenty of stars to look at...and the water's pretty nice too." Then she was leaning toward him, batting those lashes and he felt his breath catch in his throat, swallowing past the dry lump that was suddenly there as his brow rose. Finally though she leaned back and he found he could breathe again. After the cheese was done, he moved to take a seat again, content to watch her work as he stroked Reginald's ears. He glanced over, seeing Rose practically falling asleep sitting there and he smirked.

As he spoke, she listened and for the most part, there was silence between them but her smile spoke volumes. There was an understanding between them that was soothing and comfortable. Even as he'd leaned forward to grasp her hand, he felt a tingle go up his arm, a spark of electricity. He could feel her searching his face as if for some form of doubt, some reason not to believe him. He only smiled that much more gently. She whispered his name and he felt his chest tighten as she said that she would love that and that she would take his word for it. He held up his hand. "Pinky promise." He wiggled it at her. When he told her about his sister, he didn't expect her to be the one reaching out now, her hand finding his cheek. His brows rose as he looked at her, listening as she told him that he had something to give, that he just hadn't found it yet. He lowered his gaze before looking back up at her almost sheepishly. "Will you help me?" His voice was soft, almost pleading. All too soon though, the moment was broken and she turned away to pour the coffee. He couldn't hold it in any longer though. He found himself leaning forward, almost out of instinct rather than thought.

But the garage door opening was a punch in the face if ever there was one. He cleared his throat, trying to brush it off but it was all he could think about for the next few minutes. He gently took the mug from her hand that she handed him, trying not to even touch her at this point for fear that she would reject it, reject him. Then she went to grab another mug right as the door opened and in stepped the man of the hour. His gaze found Taylor all too easily and he caught the suspicion there instantly, moving himself even further away from Adelaide as if that would chase away his thoughts of the last few moments. As he set the mail down, he asked if Taylor was ready for work and he looked up with a sheepish smirk. "Of course. I'm yours for the rest of the day." He let the light shine in his eyes before watching Townsend interact with Adelaide. As she moved to sit beside him, he averted his gaze to his plate, feeling like a kid who'd got caught smoking beind the bleachers. He felt like he couldn't even look at Adelaide without Townsend knowing what he'd almost done just moments before.

His lips quirked as she mentioned that he'd been early though and he glanced up at her slyly. But then he caught Townsend looking and he straightened in his chair and stuck a forkful of food in his mouth to stay busy. He chewed and swallowed at Townsend's comment, bringing his hand up in a salute. "Yes, sir. Consider it done." He offered a friendly smile. He watched with a more sober expression as Townsend finished his drink and went to go outside, instantly tensing as he turned back to say he would be waiting by the garden. He nodded. "You got it." He gave a thumbs up as Townsend walked out, watching the dogs go out with him. He noted the warning look he gave Adelaide and he couldn't help but chuckle as he shook his head and took another bite. "Guess he's not too fond of us hanging out, huh?"

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