CLOSED STARTER: @no-one-likes--a-mad-woman ( alice ) LOCATION: bambi's home at stargazer villas TIME: may 16th, 2:30pm
The light outside bled a warm hum through the blinds, bathing the room in color that made everything feel softer than it really was. Bambi sat cross-legged on the carpet with a half-dead cigarette balanced between her fingers and an ashtray beside her, the air thick with smoke, perfume, and the dry desert heat sneaking in through the cracked window. Somewhere outside, Vegas kept breathing loud and ugly; slot machines ringing from somewhere on the strip, tires screeching out, somebody laughing too hard at a joke that wasn't funny. She’d been pretending to watch some infomercial with the sound low for the last twenty minutes, but really she’d just been waiting for Alice to show up like she always did; sudden, magnetic, impossible to ignore. Bambi glanced toward the door at every little sound in the hallway, trying to act like she wasn’t counting seconds. Real subtle. Academy Award performance, honestly. When the knock finally came, she smiled before she could stop herself. “Door’s open!” she called, voice rough from smoke and lack of sleep, leaning back against the edge of the of her couch like she hadn’t spent the last hour thinking about what she’d say when Alice got there. The living room lamp cast gold across her skin and the faded cherry-red slip dress she’d thrown on in a hurry; making her look put together in the same way Vegas tried to look glamorous from far away. “You’re late,” Bambi teased as Alice stepped inside, though there wasn’t any real bite to it. There never really was with her. “I was starting to think you found somebody prettier to ruin your life with.”
