Sunset Beach Condos

Day one
First half of the day
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If there is anything poverty had thought Megan, it was the lesson that you must never be jobless and you always have to add to your savings account. Which was exactly what she had been doing for the past five years and she had everything she needed to get the fuck out and leave when it was urgent.

When she realized that she was pursued by the mobs after that unfaithful night, Megan wasted no time in getting up and packing everything. She called her most trustworthy people to help her get everything she needs and shared heartfelt goodbyes with them. She had to turn off all of her social media accounts, destroy her phone and leave for good. It was unfortunate, but the people she loved with all her heart would have to be spared of the information about her status and whereabouts.

She needed to leave everything behind. Her friends, career she worked so hard on and her home. As much as it was soul crushing at the time, Megan did feel a sense of excitement when she finally arrived to Florida.

The condo wasn't anything special. It was actually exactly what you would expect for it's price, at least the view was absolutely stunning. It wasn't wholly furnished, a lot of work needs to be one to be brought into a better position. As soon as she walked in, she could already calculate how much work needed to be done and luckily enough, she had enough money from her savings account to start with some necessary furnishings.

Megan is a visual creature. She believes that life is too short to live in unfulfilling and ugly surroundings, just as she believes that life is too short not to do something with her appearance. It was a standard she had only set up for herself, and honestly, why not make your life a fashion show. You may entertain others, but most importantly, you will feel good about yourself. And as someone who several years ago suffered with self-loathing, identity and confidence, it was something that Megan followed quite religiously.

Unpacking had taken her half of the day and majority of it was just her clothing, shoes and other things, which was beyond tiring. She made some arrangements before she would fully furnish her apartment, so the place was at least practical and presentable. Megan had contacted a few local companies to arrange some work around the apartment, which should take place during the week, meaning she'd need to leave a note to let everyone know that there will be some construction noises from her apartment.

With everything settled, Megan was ready to go out there into the world and fully absorb the vibes of he environment and people watch. Despite the unfortunate circumstances of her move, Megan was excited to tackle this new world and start fresh.

Day one
Second half of the day
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Megan had always been the type of woman to have her wardrobe and collection of shoes arranged and ready for her whenever she needs to get ready. To be fair, it was the hardest part to deal with when it comes to organization and making sure everything looked as neat as possible. Especially when a lot of pieces of clothing are not just the typical shapes, considering how many pieces of leather, harnesses, tiny pieces of clothing that serve more as accessories than actual pieces of clothing.

Megan had also carried a very important piece of her - the one that enjoys creation and freedom and made a last minute decision to take her most valuable things - a sewing machine, some fabrics and a doll for styling fabrics into actual pieces of clothing. It was the only thing that made Megan feel like her true self, to constantly create parts of herself and be witnessed for what and who she really is - confident, unabashed, unashamed and beautiful n ways that would challenge others who were unfamiliar with beauty standards outside of what is considered mainstream.

Only then was she truly ready to take on the day, doll up and head out into the world.

Florida is a lively place, very warm even in the evening, but it was a pleasant atmosphere. Her intention was to get to know the immediate surroundings in the close proximity of her apartment building. You can't really get settles unless you knew where the stores are, where to get your haircut, the address of nail techs and artists, and also to have the idea with whom you're sharing your environment.

Megan's wandering led her to The Black Anchor bar that coincidentally was looking for new employees. The atmosphere is great, the music is tasteful, the aesthetic is clean and also there are a lot of locals. The owner, Sadie, is a beautiful and pleasant woman that led the whole, crowded bar with practiced ease and charisma that made Megan feel right there at home despite being all alone in a place she was still familiarizing herself with.

However, she wouldn't sit by herself for too long, as she got to meet a very handsome man with whom she sparked an instant connection with. She hardly got to know Jax this evening, as the sparks of their chemistry were a little too strong to ignore. They were both direct and unashamed with what they felt and wanted from each other. A very easy dynamic that would lead Megan back into the apartment with him, which would reveal that they lived in the same apartment coincidentally.

It was a long night of passion, greed and the basest of needs. Long, sweaty and all-consuming, leaving Megan satisfied and fulfilled enough to pass out back at her place just before the brink of dawn. It was a curse with the condition she was dealing with - Megan is insatiable, needy and hungry. The satisfaction and fulfillment never lasted long, but this refreshed her enough to feel good in the morning after just a few hours of sleep. She liked Jax on a superficial level, not having met him enough to even get a glimpse of who he is as a person, but she had a little bit of insight that there was more to him. He was the physically warmest person she had ever come into contact with, and had noted his stamina and endurance during their passionate night that she hadn't experienced with other men in the past.

This only fueled her desire to get herself out and meet more people, with the hopes of forming more connections. Getting a new job would be a step in the right direction...