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Trinity King penned by Korrie @charmingrp

[trinity-king]

FEATURING LUCAS CONNOLLY

location: flor amor with: open @charmingstarter​

Twelve minutes was the amount of time he’d had been left alone with the little flower shop while the owner was out funning an errand. It will be fine they said I won’t be gone more than ten minutes. Yet here he was having to answer a phone call with absolute zero plant knowledge other than green was the basic color of most plants and flowers could be any. He was currently arguing, or discussing rather, the validity of Queen Anne’s Lace being a flower and if they sold any in bouquets. If you asked Lucas he’d have told her that was fake news but the woman on the other end of the line was quite insistent. Now hearing the ding of the bell attached to the front door to alert staff someone had come in, he raised a pointed finger up towards the person entering to signal he’d be a moment. “You know I don’t know if we can make a birthday cake out of those because it’s like a flower and not food, but why don’t we get back to you.” Scribbling down the name and contact information of the woman on the other end and hanging up shortly after.

“Sorry about that, did you know there’s a flower called queen anne’s lace? Spoiler alert, doesn’t look like lace at all.” Looking up now to see who’d entered. 

          Once a week Trinity came into Flor Amor, to buy flowers for her mother. It was a small gesture, but it was Trinity’s way of showing her mother that she was appreciated. The flowers varied from a single sunflower to a bouquet, all depending on what she had to spend after all the bills were paid. Usually she and the owner had a good rapport going, exchanging smiles and pleasantries, as well as talking about what the different flowers symbolized and represented. Everything Trinity knew about flowers, she had learned from her weekly visits. This time when she walked into the shop though, she was greeted by a finger rather than the usual greeting, and the sound of the unknown man speaking on the phone. She stared at him for a second, before walking around the shop to see what the owner had gotten in recently. Trinity then stopped and looked up from the tables when she heard the other speak to her directly, rather than the person on the phone. “I have heard of a Queen Anne’s Lace actually. I believe the represent sanctuary... I might be mistaken though” Always doubting herself, Trinny looked back down and continued to look through the flowers as he continued. She couldn’t help but let out a slight laugh as his spoiler alert comment, and ended up shaking her head, “Well, I think they look like lace. Y’know, intricate, complex and delicate?” She shrugs her shoulders, before looking up at the man and smiling politely. “Anyways, I’m wanting to buy a sunflower bouquet. Is that something you could help me with?” She asks before looking around for the owner “Or should I wait?” 

[trinity-king]

FEATURING TUCKER KING

Location: Their mom’s house

With: Trinity King

@trinity-king​

It was hard for Tucker to just ‘go back to the way things were’ because so many things had changed while he had been inside, and he had absolutely no way of doing anything about it. While he was glad that his sister was sober and stepped up to take care of their family, Tucker had to admit that he was a little worried. He knew how easily one could get their hands on some weed, since he was offered some as soon as he had gotten out and found himself at a party, but was he ready to talk about it all yet? How stable his sister really was when it came to her recovery? 

He wasn’t exactly sure but he knew he was going to do it anyway, just to make sure everybody that he cared for was as good as they claim to be. Was he going to take their words at face value? Probably. Did that mean he was ever going to stop worrying? Absolutely not. He had offered for the two of them to wash and dry the dishes so their mom could rest and Tristan could do his homework, and it gave them the chance to catch up. “So how’s Tristan been doing?” Tucker asked, keeping his voice low. “And mom? No major trips to the hospitals? No scares?” He continued to ask before pausing from wiping the dish to face her. “And you?”

          Trinity’s recovery and sobriety is tested on a daily basis  —  When she works herself too hard, when she doesn’t get enough sleep and when she feels worthless. In each and every once of these instances, she desires to just pop a pill, do a line or smoke a blunt, to be able to feel better. But she doesn’t. Sure, there had been slip-ups in the beginning of her journey towards being clean, but not one since her Tucker was arrested. What really mattered was her family and they come before anything else, even the desire to get high. Because of her willpower and stubbornness, she’s remained clean, but that doesn’t mean she doesn’t still feel the urge. But as they stood there in the kitchen, her with her hands in soapy water and Tucker next to her, the last thing Trinity wanted was to tell him how close to failure she’d been. 

          “Tristan’s been real good. Going to school, keeping up with his homework” A smile appears on her lips at the talk of their little brother. Partially because then the attention isn’t on her and she’s relieved. Partially because she loves their younger brother with her entire heart and is happy to see him succeeding. “He’s getting good grades. He might be the first of us to actually go to college“ It’s a sore subject, since Tucker could’ve been the first, hadn’t it been for their father, but Trinity feels the need to tell him. She shrugs and keeps her eyes on the small bubbles in the water her hands are submerged in. “Mom’s doing all right. No major trips to the hospital. No scares. She’s just... Mom, y’know?“ The tension in the air grows as Tucker asks about her. Trinny cleans her throat and nods, while looking down, “I’m good“ Despite him facing her, she can’t get herself to turn and do the same. She’s never been able to really lie to Tucker, but she’s hoping his time away, has made him forget the telltale signs she isn’t telling the truth. 

[trinity-king]

It’s Korrie here again, this time with my sixth muse, bc I guess we’ve all realized I have no self control when it comes to new muses  !  This time it’s all about Ms. Trinity King  !  She’s Tucker King’s twin sister and there’s more information blow the cut  !  As always, feel free to hmu on Discord for plots, please  !  TW: Drugs, addiction, 

BACKGROUND

Grew up with money and never wanted for a thing. Her father was a bigshot businessman and her mother came from old money, so she was mostly just a socialite, who always put her family first. 

She’s the middle child, although she doesn’t consider herself as one. Despite Tucker being 4 minutes and 20 seconds older than her, she always believed they should be treated as equals. 

Always very much a princess and afraid to get her hands dirty growing up.

In high school she grew very detached from reality, having quite the existential crisis at just sixteen, wondering about the meaning of life and her in it. 

Begun doing drugs to “feel something real”, but quickly fell into an evil spiral of drug addiction. 

Constantly felt like she was in the wrong, especially since Tucker was the golden boy, with a bright future in the NFL ahead of him, while she had no passion in life. 

Lowkey was always jealous of Tuck growing up, because he had found what he was good at, while she had nothing she felt passionate about that way. 

But like all good things, they must come to an end. 

Trinity’s father was arrested for embezzlement, right before her high school graduation, pulling the whole family into bankruptcy. 

With Tucker being who he is, he took care of their family in any way he could, which gave Trinity the chance to get deeper into the Charming drug scene. She reached a point where she would do any drug she could get her hands on.

After popping one too many pills, Trinity was clearly close to an overdose, so she went to the hospital and had them take care of her. There she was advised to start going to Narcotics Anonymous meetings and for once something stuck with her. 

She begun her journey towards sobriety and fought her addiction tooth and nail at every corner. 

When Tucker was arrested, Trinity had a few months clean and was working at the Highway Motel as a cleaner. She wasn’t any good, but she was willing to learn. 

Since he wasn’t around to take care of her, their mother or their little brother Tristan, Trinity stepped into his role and took care of the family, by working her self to the bone at three jobs (she continued cleaning at the highway motel, took on a bartending job at Hoopers and walks dogs)

The shoes Tucker left behind were big Trinity gained a whole different form of respect for her brother.

Now that he’s back, she has no intention of letting go of her family, sobriety or role as family caretaker. She wants to prove to him more than anyone else, that she’s not just a drug addict. 

PERSONALITY

Very sweet and tentative most of the time. Not because she doesn’t have confidence in herself, but because she hasn’t really gotten to know herself without the drugs yet due to having worked so much the past four years. 

Often drawn to parties and places that have drugs, but is constantly fighting the urge. 

She still drinks alcohol, just not often and not to a point where she can’t remember anything the next day. 

Cares about everyone elses needs before her own. 

But sometimes, every now and then, she gets these bursts of rage. Anger at her dad. At the cards she’s been dealt. At everything and everyone. When this happens she goes to the gym or by the old train tracks at the outskirts of town and just screams at the top of her lungs. 

She is a bit promiscuous, because the need to feel something real hasn’t left her, so she tends to feel things by hooking up instead of drugs now. 

Also bi as fuck!!!!!

CONNECTIONS

FLINGS

FRIENDS

CO-WORKERS

FRIENDS WITH BENEFITS

PEOPLE SHE WORKS FOR

DRINKING BUDDIES

RIDE OR DIE

PREVIOUS DRUG BUDDIES

HER OLD DRUG DEALER

SOMEONE WHO’S ALSO IN NARCOTICS ANONYMOUS

ONE NIGHT STANDS

@charmingintro​

[charmingrp]

TRINITY KING • 26 • BARTENDER AT HOOPERS, CLEANER AT THE HIGHWAY MOTEL & DOG WALKER

Gender: Cis female

Pronouns: She/Her

Face Claim: Samantha Logan

Length of stay in Charming: Her entire life

Trigger warnings: Drug mention, embezzlement mention

+ flexible, resourceful, loving - addictive, stubborn, affectable

How do you feel about the Devil’s Disciples and the Wicked Wolves?

Her gaze moves downwards, filled with shame “I had some connections to the Wolves back in the day. They were my dealers and I didn’t ask questions. Guess that made me the perfect customer” She lets out a sigh, before looking up again. “I have a hard time believing that they can be good people, when they make money off fucking up other people’s lives, for their own gain” Trinity shakes her head and bites her lower lip, before straightening her posture, to try and appear a little more confident. “As for the Disciples, I don’t really know too much. I’ve seen them in their vest-thingies or whatever they’re called, with the patches on them, around town. Some of them seem like good guys. But then again, so did my dad… So I’ve learned better than to just accept things at face value”

What’s the most important thing to you?

“Family is the first thing that came to mind” She answers honestly, shrugging. “My mom, my brothers — They will always come first. I might not have always been the best daughter or sister, but I’m trying… And I want to be a person they can be proud of in the long run” The honesty comes easy, since it’s something she’s been practicing while attending Narcotics Anonymous meetings. “My sobriety is a close second. I can admit it hasn’t been an easy road, but where I am now and all the life lessons I’ve had? I wouldn’t change it for the world” A small plays on her lips, while she thinks back to the day she received her first yearly sobriety coin.

What are you most scared of?

She bites down hard at the inside of her cheek, while staring the other in the eye. She’s never been one to let others know she’s struggling. Never been one to talk about her fears. It’s only in the past few years, that she’s begun opening up, so this question isn’t an easy one to answer, “Being too vulnerable. Not being good enough. Losing my family. Falling off the wagon. I could go on, but I’m not going to. Because I’m not a big believer in fears, especially not letting them control you” She tilts her chin upwards proudly and nods ever so slightly, to reassure herself that she’s doing the right thing.

If you could have a million dollars right now, what would you do with it?

Her eyes widen at the mention of that much money. “Uhm, you’re kinda putting me on the spot” Trinny shakes her head and smiles a lopsided smile. She’s gotten used to living without the luxury of buying whatever she wanted on a whim, but it still doesn’t make it easier to think about the life she would’ve had, hadn’t her dad committed embezzlement. “I would probably start by quitting one of my jobs. Three is a lot and.. Yeah. The rest I’d just put away for family emergencies. Anything and everything that my family would need, I’d pay for. Only thing I’d probably insist on for myself, would be a better apartment. I wouldn’t buy one because that would be dumb. Just rent one from someone who isn’t a piece of shit landlord”