Miss Marlowe

Marlowe Broussard. 22. Works at Bettie's Boudoir & Steamy Stu's. English degree. Singer/songwriter.

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Doing some modeling for Bettie’s Boudoir!

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ftlowe:

Lowe nodded & quickly went back behind the counter to fetch a box of chocolate cupcakes with different decorations on top & brought out some cookies as well & a chocolate cake. ‘ Any of these catch your eye ? ’ she was still getting used to the theme of this shop, she haven’t seen this many dicks in her entire life, buut it was somehow fnny, everyone seemed so unbothered by it, so   she didn’t give much thought about it.

Marlowe blushed at the sight of the cupcakes. “I’ve lived here all my life but all the sex stuff still makes me nervous,” she giggled softly. She examined each cupcake until she spotted the double chocolate penis cupcake. “This one looks good, only because of all the chocolate.” She smiled at the girl as she took out her wallet. “So what made you decide to work here?”

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sadie-rose:

“I shouldn’t complain.” Sadie drew in the scent of the coffee and sipped it; it was too hot, of course, but her tongue would just have to forgive her. “Just like I shouldn’t have coffee when I’m stressed, and I probably shouldn’t ask you what you’re doing after your shift.”

She winked at the waitress over the rim of her coffee, ready to laugh the flirt off if there was no answering ground, but equally ready to go through with it if there was. Gosh, she didn’t even know if Marlowe was into girls, but she was lonely…

Marlowe blushed at the girl and giggled nervously. She’d never really had a girl flirt with her before and it was definitely new territory. “I’m actually not doing anything after. Why? What do you have in mind?” She titled her head slightly, pretending like she wasn’t nervous.

[oxyg3n-isoverrated]

I Wanna Be Yours // Breezeblocks mashup

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“I literally saw someone giving some guy…” She paused, her voice barely a whisper. “Giving the other guy fellatio in the library today? Isn’t that, like, super illegal? I just wanted to read a mystery novel, but the real mystery was how did they get away with that?” She adverted her eyes from the other, a blush on her cheek. “I wasn’t expecting that… At all.” 

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“Honestly, everyone turns the other cheek when stuff like that happens. I guess you just learn to ignore it.” Marlowe smiled weakly at the girl. She knew this town was very sexualized and even though she wasn’t all that innocent, she didn’t see herself as very experienced. It’s something that one gets used to, even if it’s a bit strange. “Whenever I see something like that, I close my eyes and think of something good. I let them do whatever they desire and just focus on myself.” 

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Emily Kinney photographed by Peter E. Price 

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CHARACTER AESTHETIC SERIES : THE MUSICIAN

HUMANS HAVE A STRONG RELATIONSHIP WITH MUSIC BECAUSE OF THE WAY THAT MUSIC AFFECTS OUR FEELINGS, OUR THINKING, AND OUR EMOTIONAL STATE.

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It was almost closing time at pieHole & Lowe couldn’t wait to go home, she was tired & really needed a bath, but she never let her own irritation get in the way of her job, she also needed to find a photographer ASAP so she could keep updating her blog & social media, it shouldn’t be that hard, right ? A smile was instantly drew on her face as someone walked into the store. ‘ Hi, how can I help you today ? ’ She asked, walking from behind to the front of the counter in case they needed a more personalised help.

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Marlowe just got off of her shift from Bettie’s Boudoir and was craving something sweet. Pie Hole was usually the place where she’d get the best brownies in town, even if they were called “slutty.” She walked into the store and smiled at the girl. “I need something chocolatey, asap. She giggled when she was reading the names of the desserts. She always felt awkward saying them out loud. “Do you have any recommendations? I’m tired of getting the same thing all the time but I also am afraid of trying new things.”

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sadie-rose:

Sadie set her bag down beside her on the seat and blew out a puff of air. She smiled up at the pretty blonde. Even after the day she had had, Sadie couldn’t help but be cheered up by that hundred watt smile. “Hi, Marlowe. If you could bring me a strong black coffee, you will have my love forever.”

Marlowe smiled at her new customer. “Strong black coffee, coming right up.” It was a simple order, but then again, everything at Steamy Stu’s was simple. That was its charm, after all. She brought the coffee to the girl quickly and decided to add a bit of small talk. “Rough day?” she asked, remembering her sigh when she first came in.

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Marlowe didn’t mind her job at Steamy Stu’s. She was a great server and knew most of her customers by name. It was a different atmosphere from her second job at Bettie’s Boudoir and she was grateful to have two jobs that she loved.

It was a rather slow day at the restaurant and she spent most of her time chatting with the guests and cleaning up. When someone sat down at one of the empty booths, Marlowe made her way over to them and with a smile said, “Hi my name is Marlowe and I’ll be your server this evening. Would you like to know the specials?”

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The hours that Piper wasn’t working were usually spent between her home, Bettie’s Boudoir, Never-Never and Freak, which club she chose depending on her mood.  She’d done a bit of shopping at Bettie’s and, with the flip of a coin, had decided to head to Freak for the night.  Piper had settled herself at one of tables, twirling a straw through one of the cheap drinks the club was well known for making.

Her gaze shifted away from the center stage for the time being, growing bored with the show currently on display, and couldn’t help a small laugh as her eyes landed on someone.  “You look a little surprised.”  Piper teased, bringing the drink up to her lips and eyeing the person over the brim.  “First time here?”

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Marlowe was always curious about Freak. She’d only been there a couple of times with friends but, seeing as she was off work for the night, she decided to check it out by herself. She was sat down at a table, going between taking long sips and staring wide eyed at the show in front of her. 

She was a bit startled by by the comment the woman next to her made, but she laughed along with her. “Not my first time here, but it’s my first time by myself. It’s a little more intense when there’s no one with you,” she admitted. She smiled at the woman, recognizing her from Bettie’s Boudoir. Marlowe was usually the one to ring her out when she’d do her shopping. 

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Scott grinned down at his phone, he was glad that he was living in the same town again as August, it had been a few months since they’ve seen each other. Scott had exactly a week to relax and get used to the town before he had to start working with the few staff that had moved with him. Tonight was going to be a relaxing night, just him and August. Arriving at the 7th Circle pub, Scott looked around for his friend but didn’t see him right away, rather then standing at the door, Scott easily made his way to the bar and ordered a drink. “I know August has to have the best, so I’ll take a glass of scotch.” Laughing a little with the bartender, who refused to believe that he knew August, Scott was about to head to a table but lightly bumped into someone. “Oh, sorry I- … Hi.” 

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The 7th Circle pub was known for beer and live entertainment; two things Marlowe needed. After working both of her jobs, she grabbed her guitar and signed up to be one of the closing acts of the night. Putting the guitar down near the stage, she headed over to the bar to grab a drink for herself. On the way over, however, someone bumped into her. “Oh, it’s okay, no worries,” she giggled. “Hey, I’m Marlowe. Are you new here? I don’t think I’ve seen you around before.”

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