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Shuffle your music player and post the first 10 songs

<sub>1. Every Season - Roddy Ricch - Feed Tha Streets II
2. Nights - Frank Ocean - Blonde
3. Sky's the Limit - The Notorious B.I.G. ft. 112 - Life After Death
4. Big Ole Freak - Megan Thee Stallion - Tina Snow
5. Ready or Not - Fugees - The Score
6. Phoenix - A$AP Rocky - LONG LIVE.A$AP
7. Ms. Fat Booty - Mos Def - Black on Both Sides
8. Overload - John Legend ft. Miguel - Darkness and Light
9. Lions, Tigers, & Bears - Jazmine Sullivan - Fearless
0. Just Kickin' It - Xscape - Hummin' Comin' at 'Cha</sub>

☆Summers In Sympathy☆

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While she wasn't completely sure what time it was when Kejirah began to open and close the window curtains, Aulora did know that it was entirely too early for her to even begin thinking about leaving the comfort of her own bed. Aulora Wise had never been a morning person, much preferring to stay up all night and sleep away the daytime. In fact, the young woman had just managed to fall asleep less than five hours prior to her human alarm clock jolting her from her deep slumber; as always, she'd been laying in a heap under her comforter, watching old episodes of Martin and The Fresh Prince on her laptop until she could no longer keep her eyelids open. Her eyes were wide open now, though; the girl slowly turned over in bed and peered up at her roommate through narrowed eyes. Aulora could barely make out what the girl was saying at first, only holding onto words such as plans and include. And it was when the other woman said "you'd better be up by time I get back" as she exited the room that Aulora had to fight the urge to toss one of her potted plants directly at the girl's head.

"Who are you, my mother?" She wanted to yell back to her. But her throat was dry and she just couldn't manage to cough out the words in enough time. Instead, she laid on her back and stared at the white ceiling as she listened to her roommate pound her fist against the door of the next room over. It wasn't until after Kejirah mentioned taking a trip to the nearby Starbucks in thirty minutes that Aulora finally decided to get out of bed, pull her bonnet off her head, and begin her search for a clean outfit.

Less than two minutes later, Aulora was headed out of her bedroom and down the hall towards the bathroom; she held a hanger that contained her upcoming outfit and a shower caddy in one hand, and her makeup pouch in the other. The young woman shot Kejirah a quick glance as she strolled past where she was standing in the hall, flashing her a smirk when their eyes briefly met. "Guess I call first dibs on one of the bathrooms," Aulora said as she continued her walk down the hall, "I'll try not to take too long." But, as everyone in the house surely knew by now, that probably would not be the case; Aulora took much longer than the average person to get herself ready in the mornings.

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☆Summers In Sympathy☆

Aulora Wise

_{{"When you fight yourself to discover the real you, there is only one winner."}}

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Name: Aulora Michelle Wise

Appearance: Aulora is a beautiful young woman of Jamaican and St. Lucian descent. She has a slim, statuesque build and seemingly flawless, chocolate-colored skin. Dark, thick locks of hair cascade down her back and curls around her youthful face. She has a prominent nose and full lips that always look poised to speak something important, but her most compelling features are her piercing brown eyes that can change from affection to aversion in an instant without notice. Weighing in at a little over one hundred sixty pounds and standing at five feet, ten inches tall in flats with all the grace and poise of a queen, Aulora probably could have been a model if she wasn't so infatuated with the theatre. Aulora carries herself elegantly with good posture, long confident strides, and her head held high. Due to this and her love of high heels, she often looks taller than she really is.

When it comes to her fashion sense, Aulora always dresses to impress and loves making statements and setting trends. Her style can best be lumped in with urban-chic or street wear fashion. She has a talent for putting an interesting twist on what she wears, mixing high-end and low-end effortlessly. She does love striking makeup, though only when she wants to make a scene; her everyday glam consists of nude and brown shades of eye shadow, lipstick, and blush. As far as jewelry goes, Aulora is always iced out. With her flashy necklaces, rings, and bracelets, she can make the most basic and minimalist outfits look like they belong in a fashion editorial.

Age: 22

Gender: Cis Female

Ethnicity: African-American

Sexuality: Bisexual

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Personality: Ever since the day she was born, Aulora Wise has been an adventurous free-spirit, something that she without a doubt inherited from her mom; Aulora's mother was the epitome of a free spirit. She was child of the 60s and 70s; she made her own clothes, dated men on her own terms, always spoke her mind and had a mess of thick hair, which she never wanted to tame. Aulora vividly remembers going through puberty and her mother telling her that she didn’t have to shave her legs or wear a bra if she didn’t want to. She was taught that makeup, clothing and all other objects of vanity should be tools to make her happy, not anyone else. She was shown that women can too be bold and adventurous. Aulora took her mother's advice to heart over the years, so it’s no surprise that she ended up being a free spirit herself.

There is a certain confidence in the way that Aulora walks and talks; she has a way of commanding attention the moment she steps foot into a room and making strong first impressions. She has never been one to shy away from any platform or spotlight, and will always speak her mind without hesitation or timidity. This can easily be seen when she's performing in shows or auditioning for a lead role in an upcoming production. Also, thanks to her mommy and her superb parenting skills, Aulora has grown to be a very self-reliant and independent young woman. She knows how to deal with things on her own, and rarely calls on the help of her family members or peers.

There are a few downsides to Aulora's persona, the main one being her impulsiveness and carelessness. While being adventurous, Aulora also has a history of making decisions without thinking them completely through, which probably should result in her regretting them later on. The thing with Aulora, however, is that she doesn't regret much of anything. In fact, one of the many philosophies she lives by is that there are no regrets in life, just lessons. Therefore, she'll usually apologize if she does someone dirty, but the apology may not always be sincere. Aulora also has a problem with relationship commitment; she feels as though she functions better when she only has to worry about herself. She doesn't ever plan on having kids, and even the idea of marriage is laughable to her.

Likes and Dislikes:
Likes:

• Dance: Of course, Aulora loves dancing; she's being taking dance lessons since she was three years old. While hip-hop dance is her favorite style, she's also been trained in ballet, jazz, tap, and contemporary. Her deep love for this art form is what led to her eventually majoring in dance when she entered college.
• Fashion: Aulora has been into fashion since she was in high school; she loves mixing and matching different articles of clothing to create something unique that also matches her personality. You'll usually see her with her nose deep in some fashion magazine or scrolling through multiple Instagram accounts for inspiration.
• Caribbean Culture: Since she was brought up in a Jamaican and St. Lucian household, Aulora is very close to her roots; She loves anything and everything that reminds her of her family in the Caribbean. She has a large Jamaican flag hanging up on her bedroom wall, can often be found blasting reggae music, and never hesitates to share her home-cooked jerk chicken and fried plantains with her housemates.
• Musicals: This one should be pretty self explanatory. Thanks to her mother, Aulora has been obsessed with musicals since before she could even speak. Aulora's grandmother always jokingly told the family that her very first words were "Hush, Sonny!"

Dislikes:

• Driving: Aulora never learned how to drive before she moved across the country to go to college; she had always been so used to just walking, taking the subway or catching a cab whenever she needed to travel longer distances. She does have a license and a car, but hates getting behind the wheel and tries her hardest to avoid doing so.
• Hot/Sunny Weather: Aulora has never been a fan of hot weather, always preferring the "brick" cold Winters in NYC over the excessively hot Summers. Since moving to California, she's gotten used to the scorching heat, but often finds her self staying indoors to avoid it. Don't get her wrong, though; she still enjoys going on quick trips to the beach.
• Early Mornings If she could, Aulora would sleep all day and stay up all night. She's never been a morning person, preferring to wake up around noon and stay awake until the old reruns of the George Lopez Show stop at around 3 A.M.
• Country Music Aulora loves music; Reggae, Reggaeton, Rap, Hip-hop, R&B, Rock... but for some odd reason, the one genre of music that she just can't find herself enjoying at any given moment in time is country.

Reason for sharing the duplex?: This is the first Summer since starting at the University that Aulora has decided to stay in California rather than catch a flight back to New York City. She figured that she might as well enjoy as much time as she could in California before graduating and moving back to the other side of the country. Since money was tight and she hated the hassle of trying to find a couple of apartment roommates, she figured that the duplex was a perfect option.

Room Aesthetic: Aulora's side of the room is much like how her dorm room was during her first couple of years of college; it looks like something you'd see on a Pinterest board. Nearly everything on her side of the room follows a black, green, and white color scheme; her bed spread is white, topped by a black fur blanket and multiple white and green accent pillows. The paintings that hang on the wall by her Jamaican flag are green and white. She even has a few plants sitting in areas such as on her bed frame and on her desk; she tends to these plants every so often to keep them from dying. Aulora also always keeps incense or candles burning around both her bedroom and the common areas; as soon as you walk in you'll be hit with the subtle scent of cinnamon, vanilla, or lavender.

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Backstory: Aulora Wise spent the first twelve years of her life in a sketchy neighborhood in the Brooklyn borough of New York City. She was raised by a single mother who worked as a high school art teacher; she didn't bring in much money, but she made just enough to afford them a two-bedroom apartment and keep food on the table. Since Aulora's father was an anonymous sperm donor and her mother rarely brought men home, she never had a father figure around the house; not that she needed one. Aulora always believed that all she ever needed in this world was her mother, therefore she never tried to find out more about who her father was or why he'd made the choice to help impregnate random women.

Growing up, Aulora was always taught to be herself in every aspect. Her mother had no problem when her nine year old daughter decided that she wanted to dye all of her hair bright pink and wear rainbow pattern socks to school everyday. No, she encouraged it. Aulora had such a tight bond with her mother that she knew she could tell her everything from who was bullying her in school all the way up to when she was sixteen and had sex for the first time. Even after the two of them relocated to Manhattan and Aulora decided that she was in love with Broadway, her mother was one hundred percent on board. She took Aulora to as many Broadway shows as she could during her teen years, during which time Aulora made the decision to pursue a career in theatre and dance.

Theater geek. That was what most people referred to Aulora as in high school, but she didn't give a damn. In fact, the only things that Aulora was worried about at that time were her small group of friends, family, dance, theatre, and her life goals. Her hard work paid off; she was given an almost full-ride scholarship to a university in California where she would move on to double major in theatre and dance. To make ends meet while living in another part of the country, Aulora got a job at a local coffee shop which she has held on to since her freshman year. She plans to graduate in the Winter; she'll have two bachelor degrees and a heart set on acting.

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Whiskey

Palm Beach Royals: Senior Year

<sub>I don't think that they'd understand

Location: Home
Interacting With: Archer Diedrikson || Mr. and Mrs. Varma || Amoli Varma</sub>

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Kavan Varma was twelve years old when he kissed a boy for the first time. Michael Callahan was his name; he was a tall and lanky black boy who'd just moved to the area with his single, active duty father and his step mother who drank too often and smoked like a chimney. It happened during seventh grade Physical Education class, right after the young man and the rest of his classmates were supposed to have changed into their gym uniforms. As always, Michael had waited until the majority of the other boys had cleared out the locker room before he started to get changed... something about him not being comfortable with getting undressed in front of large groups of people. And being that Michael was Kavan's only friend at the time, the young man decided to linger behind so that they could enter the gymnasium together when Michael was finished. To keep things brief, it took Michael and Kavan a lot longer than it should have for them to join the rest of their class.

It was Amoli Varma, Kavan's older sister, who was the first to hear about this monumental occurrence in her little brother's life. But it was also Amoli who had initially warned Kavan to not share this information with anyone else, especially not his parents. "You know how some Indian parents can be," Kavan's sister had told him, "Especially ours. Gay, Bi... whatever you plan on identifying as once you figure yourself out... if it isn't straight, they won't accept it, bhaee. They won't accept you."

His sister's lecture was the first thing that popped into his mind when he heard the distinct sound of the front door being pulled open; his eyes widened in panic and his heartbeat quickened as he strained to listen. "Mama, Papa... you’re home early!" Kavan heard his sister say loudly, as if sending a warning to her brother and the boy who lay naked in his bed. After a split second of intense panic, Kavan unwrapped himself from Archer's embrace and shot straight out of bed; in swift motions, the young man began to pull on his clothes and running his hands through his hair in an attempt to make himself look more presentable. It was after he took a quick glance into his mirror that he finally redirected his gaze to Archer; a sharp pain shot through his chest as he noticed the boy's crestfallen expression. “I think you better go home for now,” Kavan said hesitantly.

"Oh… oh yeah sure… of course," Archer responded before rising from the bed and fumbling around for his own clothes. Kavan watched silently as the boy walked past him through the doorway; he wanted to say something. He really did. But for some reason, for the first time in forever, he just couldn't find the right words. Instead, Kavan just followed the young man down the stairs, trying his hardest to regain his composure before he'd have to face his parents.

As always, Mrs. and Mr. Varma greeted Archer Diedrikson with warm smiles and kind tones; they even asked the young man if he wanted to stay for dinner, but he politely declined much to Kavan's relief. Before Archer left, he offered Kavan an awkward pat on his shoulder and thanked him for their study session. "I guess I’ll see you tomorrow,” he'd told him, and Kavan felt another pang of guilt in his chest as he watched him leave the Varma residence and rush out to his car.

The first thing Kavan did once his parents had finished asking him about his weekend was seek out Amoli. The young woman had ascended the stairs at some point during their parents' questioning; Kavan found her sitting in the center of her bed, her cell phone in her hands and her credit card resting in her lap. "Doing more online shopping, huh?" Kavan said as he entered her room, pulling the door shut behind him. "Don't you have enough makeup palettes and brushes by now?" Rather than shoot her brother a witty response, Amoli simply offered him a small smile and patted the empty space next to her her; without hesitation, Kavan climbed onto the bed and laid his head in his sister's lap. They sat in silence for a full minute before the sound of Kavan's phone notification broke it, and it was then that the tears began to flow down his cheeks.

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It was after Kavan had finally made his way back to his bedroom that he opened the message he'd received from Archer. He began to feel an all too familiar feeling well up in the pit of his stomach as he let his eyes read over the text. He stared at the thread for a few minutes before he finally began to type in a response.

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