❝ she is a GIRL that doesn't burn at the touch of skin, though she collects s t a r s inside of her pockets and HOLDS them in her palms until histories are etched on her skin. ❞
I focus on my work, that’s what really matters. I think that your life as a public person is already so exposed. I don’t know why it’s such a big thing.
I lost my father very young, but not young enough to not be aware of what was going on. My father and I had an amazing relationship. We were very close. I fell into a very dark place and I couldn’t deal with the loss. I started eating excessively and gained a lot of weight, and I was very sad. I wasn’t in a good place. I wouldn’t say I had an eating disorder, I would say I was going through depression.
♔ · ˚ . ✦ . ˚ he sauntered into the room like he owned the place and well, technically, he did. the 1920′s burlesque themed bar in the valmont hotel was the one thing about his family’s business that he actually appreciated. he walked straight to the bar, tapping the person sitting in the middle seat on the shoulder, tilting his head to the side as he waited for them to turn around. “you’re in my stool.” the valmont boy said, even though there were dozens of other stools open, however, he always liked to get what he wanted and today, he wanted the middle seat.
having agreed to meet a client at the hotel he was staying in, valencia knew she would need a drink prior to doing so. this wasn’t her first outing with this man; he was undeniably clingy, but that meant the payout would be even greater, so she found it hard saying no. nearing the bottom of her glass, her last few moments of peace were interrupted by a deep voice behind her. an eyebrow raised, she looked over her shoulder. “i wasn’t aware we had assigned seating, my apologies,” she mused, making no movement to give up her seat despite knowing she would have been leaving it soon anyways.
i see what you’re doin’
and it don’t make sense,
but i ( a i n ’ t ) a manager — —
the music in chris’ airpods was blaring, feet crunching the leaves on the concrete as he sprinted. it was getting more difficult by the day — finding time to go out for runs. it was like planning some sort of 007 grand escape; figuring out ways around the paparazzi, around their questions, and the watchful eyes of bystanders. he just needed some me time — alone. at a stoplight, he paused, jogging in place while he waited for the light to change. only then was he able to truly take in his surroundings; the early morning, the people walking to and from their various activities, and finally — a familiar face on the opposite sidewalk. making his way toward them, he pulled out one of his earbuds, smiling a bit, “ fancy seeing you out here. ” he said quietly, “ always thought 7 am would be a little early for ya’ but then again… early birds, worms, y’know. all that. ”
she hadn’t slept. it had been a long time since she was wandering the streets at this time in the sense of the night was only just now ending, but here she was. valencia had spent the prior evening clinging to the arm of a man desperate to impress his colleagues, the typical client for her. after the gala she had found herself in the man’s penthouse suite, only getting the chance to slip out once he had finally fallen asleep. the woman would always appreciate the hustle and bustle of the city, the way no one even turned so much of a glance in her direction despite the embarrassment that still harassed her deep down for continuing to find herself in these situations. she thought she would make it back to her place scot-free, but upon realizing chris was approaching her, she realized there was no such luck. “you would be right, i usually don’t rise until nine at the earliest, but i haven’t been to bed yet,” she explained, feigning a coy smile. she knew that of all people, chris would be aware of what she had to have been doing, and she knew that she wouldn’t be judged for it.
hello my guys i am marissa ! i’ve been creeping on this group for a few days and finally made up my mind on who tf to bring here so ! here is valencia. call her val, lenny, cici, literally whatever and she’ll pretend to hate it but secretly love it. anywho let’s do the thing
☆ · ˚ . ✦ . ˚ { EIZA GONZALEZ, 24, SHE/HER } spotted! VALENCIA SANTOS making their way down the streets of the ues. i swear, every time i hear GIRLS YOUR AGE by TRANSVIOLET, i think of them. the CISFEMALE is currently a EVENT PLANNER. though everyone knows them for being ENTICING & CLEVER, page six says they could be MANIPULATIVE & FICKLE. according to gossip girl, SHE GREW UP VERY POOR AND THE ONLY REASON SHE CAN AFFORD LIVING IN EUS IS BC HER SUGAR DADDY, but that could be a rumor.
so val grew up v poor in the bronx, it was her, her older brother and their mom. their mom raised the two completely single and barely ever spoke a word of their father, just always said he was dead
val has since discovered that her dad had connections w the mafia and gangs and thats how he was killed when her brother was a baby n she wasn’t even born yet
their mom was a bit of a mess, had a drinking problem and is bipolar so the kids were consantly dealing w her manic/depressive episodes and trying to keep her on her meds
val loves her mom and her brother dearly, but she def resents the life she had before now that she’s on ues
she has always been very smart and very envious of the rich, her goal was to go to college and become an event planner so that’s what she did,, w no help from her family or financial aide or anyrhing
sO she decided to take matters into her own hands and became an escort to pay for nyu when she realized how much money/things/connections it could give her
low and behold things changed completely for val when she started her work and she was finally happy w her life
of course there were some hiccups along the way, getting linked w dangerous men, v powerful men, family men w oblivious wives, val has dealt w a lot of the drama and some intense shit
out of anyone tho, she could handle it. she has a very hard exterior and p much craves the drama, she’s bored without some sort of excitement
she can support herself now w her job as an event planner but she still has lots of ties in escorting and still does it sometimes for the thrill of it
she sends her mom and bro money every month to help them survive,, her bro and his wife and baby girl still lives w mom to make sure she doesn’t do anything too crazy
nobody rlly knows abt how val was brought up, she doesn’t hide it, but she doesnt rlly get close enough to tell ppl abt it so there’s that
wanted connections!!
sugar daddy
previous clients for either event planning or escorting
other escorts
roommate
friends from nyu
best friends from home
exes/exes from home
friends w benefits
hookups past and current
party pals
family members of past clients
literally anything please bring me all the drama and angst tbh
if you made it to the end of this,, i love you already. im p sure there’s even more but this is all i can think or rn.. like this or im me and we can plot smth out !!
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