SHE'S SO GONE

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dick-grey:

Dick noticed the blonde out of the corner of his eyes. And for a moment, he thought maybe he knew her. He continued to gaze over at the woman, trying to picture a time and place where he had seen her face before but struggling to remember. He didn’t realize how hard he had been staring until the woman spoke up, causing him to blush and drop his head in shame. “Sorry, miss,” he began, glancing back up at her. “I know this might sound like a pick up line, but I promise it’s not,” he went on, turning in his stool to face her a bit more. “Have we met before?” 

      “I wish it was,” Lexi spoke about the invisible pick up line before putting her full attention onto the man. Before answering his question, she checked him out completely, her eyes catching every detail of the man. “No, sadly. But, we can easily change that.” Without another word, she moved herself to the empty stool by him and extended her hand to him. “I’m Lexi, Lexi Knight. Local tattoo artist, partier by night, and lover of hot, sexy men like yourself.” She introduced herself before adding, “I’d love to buy you a drink and make out with you sometime.”

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kingstongrace:

Chuckling, Kingston just shook his head before pulling the woman into a tight hug. After only a moment he pulled back, his eyes on her face, taking in the recognizable face. “I know who you are… I could spot you anywhere.” Lexi hadn’t changed, if anything she’d only matured in looks. “I’ve been good… What about you? What’re you doing back here?”

      “I’ve missed you.” Lexi confessed, her wide smile taking control once wrapping her arms around his strong body. Her hands resting along the tops of his shoulder blades, she pressed her body against his in the hug and loved the feeling. “I’m glad, King. I’ve been good as well.” She answered his first question before pulling away from the hug. She answered his second question saying, “I’m living here again, believe it or not. I just got a job as a tattoo artist downtown.” Smiling, she kept one of her hands resting on his arm while her other hand dropped to her drink. “What about you?”

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tomconway:

Tom was standing at the bar waiting for his drinks, when a blonde figured stepped in front. Once she began speaking to him, his own smirk crept over his features. “If you’re talking about that beer then yes, I do like what I see.” He stated while grabbing the bottle that was placed before him.

      “I wasn’t, even though I happen to agree with you.” Lexi replied to the man’s comment before focusing all of her attention towards him. Obviously checking him out, she licked her lips at the sight before observing the area around them. “Are you here all alone?”

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alicejackscn:

Groaning, Alice rolled onto her back before turning her head to look at the blonde. A small smirk began to form on her lips before she quickly sat up. “I hate you.” She mumbled out, and with a sigh she ran a hand through her hair. “—-Last year.” She joked to answer the others question before actually racking her brain. “Uhm… Maybe like two weeks ago?”

      “Don’t lie to yourself. You love me and you know it.” Lexi grinned widely down at Alice before rolling her eyes at her lame joke. “Two weeks ago?!” A dramatic shock ran over the blonde’s face. Once an idea popped into her head, her expression calmed and a shrug lifted from her shoulders. “This means I need to take you downtown tonight whether you like it or not. It’s happening and there’s no way you can get out of it.”

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avaxgriffith:

“Now that sounds like a deal,” Ava said with a half giggle as she wiped the remaining beer from her lips. She slammed the empty glass down on to the bar, signaling that she was ready for her next drink. “What will it be, tequila, rum, whiskey, you know-” she said trailing off, pausing to think about what kind of alcohol she thought the woman might enjoy, “You strike me as a vodka girl, but also I am getting this whiskey vibe. Please, do tell, what’s your favorite drink,” she said, leaning in closer to the blonde.

       “You’re fucking adorable.” Lexi chuckled as she roamed her eyes over the fellow blonde, obviously checking her out. She was open to anyone willing, and if this woman were to make a move on the tattoo artist, she wouldn’t pull away. “I drink anything, babe. The two loves in my life are tequila and whiskey, but I cheat on them with vodka and rum on occasion.” She chuckled more before her infamous smirk spread across her face. “Also, remember, i’m paying for these drinks. Twenty dollars worth, to be exact. But, if you want more or can have more after the money is spent, I have a few bottles laying around my apartment.”

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calvinxmccoy:

                             It seemed as though he was becoming a regular at Pravda more than he would have liked to admit, whether it be heading to the place with the guys after shift to release some much needed frustrations over a couple of shots of whiskey, or simply scooping out what the thundering music had to offer on a weekend, it seemed Calvin was there. So much that he began to learn the regulars, and this blonde wasn’t one of them. “Uh, yeah. That tequila shot looks pretty damn tasty.” He answered, jokingly, with a wicked grin in return and his shoulders shrugging to mess with the blonde.

      Seeing the mans wicked grin, Lexi decided to happily match it. A few words just escaped his mouth and she was already feeling excited. “You can have one if you’d like. You can take it with a lime and salt, or off of me.” She stated, her bold statement running easily off her lips. She faced him completely to make sure he got a good look at her like she at him. “It’s your choice. If I were you, I’d choose the more fun, exciting option.”

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shlhssmpsn:

“Maybe three hours is a bit of an exaggeration, but it was definitely less then ten”, she nodded, not even really able to recall at this point in her exhaustion. “Oh, I’m definitely calling because someone is speaking my language.”

      “I can’t even imagine how i’d be if I got ten or more hours of sleep.” Lexi commented mostly to herself before smiling over at the redhead. “The language of alcohol is usually everyone’s favorite. It all depends on what kind of alcohol you want. If you’re a whiskey or tequila person, we’re sharing the bottle.”

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Haley was feeling the alcohol buzzing into her bloodstream, the feeling of complete bliss to avoid everything at all cost was something she enjoyed doing when she wasn’t being responsible. Perhaps not the most healthiest coping mechanism but it worked for her. “You could say that, but I really adore your outfit, where did you get it?”

      “Ahh, a lady with good taste.” Lexi’s flirtatious smirk turned into a grin as she faced the other. “I got it all at Bloomingdale’s back in New York when I lived there.” She said before adding, “I grew up a Target baby, but once I started to live in the city, my new friends dragged me to Bloomingdale’s and Barneys and I fell in love. You would too if you’ve ever been there.” She explained. “Do you have a favorite place to shop?”

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taylor-carson:

“Guilty as charged,” Taylor innocently shrugged one dainty shoulder with a small smile. While she wouldn’t consider the bride-to-be one of her good friends, she was more or less obligated to be involved. Like a second cousin. “Oh, gosh, I hope not!” Taylor reeled in disgust at Lexi’s predictions, not wanting to be involved in such… chaos. “It’s her third time through this,” the blonde’s eyes darted back over to her group. “I think she’s learned by now. At least, this man is only about ten years older this go-round.” A hint of southern twang curving her words, Taylor then looked back over at her present company and scoffed at her promise to have her home by midnight. “She’s asleep by now,” Taylor checked her silver Cartier watch on her wrist, “ – Wouldn’t even notice, honestly.”

      “Damn,” Lexi shook her head at the wasted woman before her, “the only thing i’m jealous about is how many honeymoons she’s had. I bet she’s been all over the world.” She took a sip of her drink before shaking the thought away and looking over at Taylor. “Really? That stinks… I would of loved to see her and how her tattoos are looking.” She spoke softly. “How is she doing, by the way? Oh, and how are the kids?” She asked the blonde curiously with a friendly grin on her face.

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elliotxholt:

Oh, this woman was bold, Elliot had to give her that. It was an interesting change of pace, to be certain. He raised his eyebrows, nodding his head a little in agreement. “Well, you aren’t wrong.” He was just a typical man after all, and he could always appreciate a gorgeous woman. That was one of the two things he appreciated most in the world - that probably said a lot about him. He wasn’t going to think about it. He nodded a bit in thanks when she offered him one of the shots, running his index finger around the rim of the little glass. “I mean, I could, but why? That would just take all the fun out of tequila shots. And we can’t have that, can we.”

       When hearing the man agree to her bold statement, Lexi’s smirk couldn’t grow any wider. Her ego shot through the roof and men agreeing to her was a turn on. “No, we can’t,” she said, moving closer to him, “I like taking tequila shots the right way and a fun way, which is on someone’s body.” Ordering two limes and a salt shaker, she focused her attention on the man and checked him out in an obvious way. “I think taking a body shot off you of would be fun, but taking one off of me would be much better. What do you think?”

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NAME: Alexandria Knight GENDER: Female, she/her DATE OF BIRTH: June 13th, 1990 (27) PLACE OF BIRTH: Wilmington, North Carolina NEIGHBORHOOD: Downtown Wilmington OCCUPATION: Tattoo Artist  FACE CLAIM: Amber Heard

BIOGRAPHY

Ever since Alexandria Knight was a tiny, young baby in Wilmington, North Carolina, she’s always been described as free and adventurous. As a toddler, she’d crawl out of her parents’ sights and would explore her surroundings. As a child, the wild called out to her and she’d be running for the hills for hours. During her childhood, fear never scared her. When it came to scrapes, heights, and speed, she’d be all over it. Following in her brother’s footsteps, freedom never looked so good on anyone.

When it came to Alexandria’s teenage years, she was hooked onto her dad like no other. She was her father’s daughter and a crazy daddy’s little girl. When he came home from whatever he was doing, she was the first kid to hug him hello. They ate endless amounts of ice cream together, played sports, went out on walks, and did everything together. She loved him so much that she didn’t know what she could do without him in her life. Starting high school, she woke up to see her mother and brother crying. Her father left her and her family. He just went up and left without any notice. Not believing their words, she checked the whole house and saw everything of his gone. His lucky baseball hat, good glasses, and car were gone. Feeling her heart break into many pieces, she literally didn’t know what to do now.

Walking into the high school halls, walls began to build around her. All emotions were kicked out of Alexandria’s body and her heart was frozen. Her walls began to strengthen when her mother began drinking and she hardly saw her brother around the house. Endless pain cringed in her body and the only way to fix it was through her mother’s choices. In the matter of weeks, the blonde was seen partying hard during the weekends. She’d fill up on all sorts of alcohol to forget her father. The drinking worked, but ended up making her feel sick to her stomach and sad at the end of the day. Soon, feelings began to give her pain she didn’t want to ever feel. She needed to find a way to have fun without latching on to the feels of love. Discovering sex was the key to answering her prayers. To distract herself from all the pain built up inside her, she’d have sex with anyone willing. The adrenaline that came with it became a drug to her and she needed more every day. This was when she became a sex addict. Holding on to the edge, Alexandria barely passed high school. When she got her diploma, she knew she was done with school and everything about it. With her mom barely supporting their funds, she job searched for months on end. Her drawing skills could easily get her a job in tattooing, but the jobs on the streets peaked her interest. North Carolina was the home of endless opportunities and all she saw was hookers and drug dealers on the streets getting paid. Looking closely at what they did, she became very interested in escorting and what pros came out of it. More sex equaled more money and she was all for it. Starting her new job, her kinks were evolving and her experience was heightening. When her skills were growing more extreme, her mind told her she had a problem. A problem? You know she ignored that thought and erased it out of her mind. What she had going on made her happy and no one could change her feelings on it.

Years went by and Alexandria’s escorting work was her top priority. She visited many cities for a week at a time and made hundreds of clients. Her walls were still thick as ever. After making a bunch of money, she put her escort job on part time and started to work at a well known tattoo parlor in New York City. With her drawing skills improving immensely, she tattooed nobodies to celebrities in a quick time. Sending money to her family, she thought about home and wanted to move back. Getting enough to buy a large apartment, she moved to downtown Wilmington. Still in contact with her family, she made sure to check up on them every once in awhile. Her love for them was so strong, but she hardly made a choice to let them know that. After a month of settling in, she found a job as a tattoo artist and is wanting to open her own shop. With the perks of flirting with everyone, her addiction is still high on the rise and the hatred of her father is still an endless burn.

( + ) ambitious, friendly, outgoing ( - ) flirtatious, wild, needy

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tristenthomson:

Tristen was a drinker, yes. But he was not one when the company was more boring than watching the paint dry - this time, it was a couple of his coworkers. He was desperate for a distraction. Leaning to the bar counter and nursing a beer, he was just glancing around as a blonde came into her sight. A blonde he recognized. “Lexi,” he smirked. “I do like what I see. Wanna save me from boring to death?”

      “Tristen,” Lexi’s smirk increased as her eyes fell on the handsome man before her. “I’d love to.” She added before making her way over. Licking her lips, she grabbed her multiple shot glasses and sat in the bar chair next to her old party buddy. “I’m good at a lot of things, but what i’m best at are sex and having a fun time with whoever i’m with. You should know this by now.” Her eyes glued to his, she leaned back in her chair before shooting down one of her tequila shots. “Why were you going to be bored to death before I showed up?”

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renbesson:

It was too much, Renata had pushed themselves too far after having felt good that morning and stepping out to get some much needed errands done. It was nice to venture out on their own when they could get away with it, not that they minded their mother’s company. Though now, with Renata’s shopping done, prescriptions picked up, a stop at the bookstore, and a visit with their editor, they paused in their step along the downtown side walk. As the day had worn on, they had felt more and more tired and their body had been slowing down. Now, Renata was feeling an uncomfortable arrhythmia in their chest, hand moved up and fingers settled over their pacemaker —- knowing better than to panic they breathed deep as they cast their eyes down at the sidewalk. Completely unbothered by the small notebook with their needs of things to be done and pen dropping to the ground and scattering steps away, their voice was quiet as they spoke up to a passerby, “Hey, excuse me, could you…” Their words halted a moment as a light pang moved through their chest. “— could you assist me for a moment? Could you grab that pen and little notebook for me? It’s rather important…”

      Walking down the sidewalk, Lexi was on break from work and was needing food. After tattooing someone for five hours, she needed food, water, and a break. She had an hour break, so she took in each minute sparingly. “Hmm?” She questioned once hearing a soft, quiet voice call her way. “Yeah, of course.” She replied once hearing the person’s question. Picking up the pen and notebook, she observed their body behavior and emotions. “Here you go,” she said as she handed them their things before asking, “are you doing alright?”

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shawnxwilson:

“I may or may not have gotten a puppy today. It certainly wasn’t planned, which would explain why I’m rushing around now trying to get a bunch of dog care items for the little girl.”

      “That’s fucking awesome!” Lexi exclaimed to the man’s statement. When it came to the subject of puppies and dogs, the blonde was all over it. “What kind of dog is she? Is she a mutt or a purebred?”

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noraxjackson:

“We’re assuming other parents are viewed as giant fuck ups like me,” she huffed. Honestly, sometimes she felt so singled out but maybe it was just her being a brat. “No but I have a full time job. I don’t really have the time to bake three hundred cupcakes for bake sales or to attend every PTA meeting that the school puts on. And I did the whole chaperone thing when Jacob was in elementary school, it was awful. I kind of wanted to leave some of the kids at the zoo because they were such dicks. Which, apparently you can’t say about children!” 

      “Fuck, Nora, you’re one busy bee. I wouldn’t know what I would do if I was a mom and had annoying PTA mothers call me every five seconds.” Lexi sighed, thinking about it happening to her before shuttering at the thought. “I call kids dicks all the time. Whoops.” She chuckled before taking a sip of her coffee. “I mostly call them bitches and brats, but dick slips out too once in awhile. I would be a terrible mother. I don’t know how you do it, Nora.”

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kingstongrace:

Raising a beer to his lips, a small chuckle escaped past the top of the bottle. Taking a swig, he studied the woman before shaking his head and setting the bottle down. “I’m just studying the change… It’s been how long?” He questioned, arching a brow. “People change.”

      Connecting her eyes with his, Lexi opened her mouth to speak before doing the same thing he did. Her eyes roamed his figure until he spoke. Recognizing who it was, a smile replaced her flirtatious smirk and she approached him happily. “King, it’s been too long.” She replied before placing a hand on his muscular shoulder. “It’s me, Lexi Knight. How’ve you been?”

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taylor-carson:

“I mean… not really,” Taylor responded, not talking about the woman in front of her, but the scene of the crime. At least that’s what Taylor felt like this was – a crime – to be forced to attend such a loud, crowded bar for a member of her inner circle’s bachelorette party. The socialite would have much rather been curled up in bed with her silk pajamas and a mug of hot tea at ten thirty on a Saturday night.

      Following the familiar woman’s eyes, Lexi spotted the group of girls and knew it was a party she didn’t want to be around. “Please don’t tell me you’re with them.” She gave a disappointed look towards the fellow blonde before saying, “I bet one girl is going to end up blacking out, another puking all night long, and another getting lost until you find her the next morning sleeping on a patch of grass.” She stated before looking back at the women before her. “Stay here with me instead. You can get a good amount of buzzed and i’ll have you home back to your wife by midnight.”