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“But that’s just the trouble with me. I give myself very good advice, but I very seldom follow it.” —Alicia Lim, 20

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bowtcme‌:

Xinyi slid beside them without their notice. They were too distracted by the flower arrangements in front of them. He didn’t usually make a point to attend these town events, since they hardly made for good business. But there were currently some very enthusiastic potheads behind a bush that begged to differ. “Boo.”

Alicia was shocked, genuinely startled. She stared at Xinyi for a moment, wide-eyed, as her mind tried to process what was happening. Why was he here of all places? Giving him a wink and flirting a bit at the club was one thing, but it was an entirely different situation seeing him in broad daylight as her neighbors milled about the festival. So far, Alicia had been very successful at keeping her two worlds separate. Xinyi’s presence was a challenge to that.

“Oh! I didn’t — I didn’t see you there,” Alicia said. The confident tone she used at Bare Necessities was gone. “What, um, what brings you to the festival?”

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Alicia moved in time with the beat. She didn’t know who was next to her, nor did she particularly care. All she wanted was a good time. Kit’s parties were always good for that. The dance floor began to get more crowded and Alicia soon found herself pressed against another body. She flashed the other person a smile. 

“Whoops,” she said, tone louder than usual to let herself be heard over the music. “If i didn’t know better, I’d think you did that on purpose.”

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kitcheshire‌:

“Come on, you’re the light of my life. Clean it up for me, please?” He pouted. “Are you gonna make me try to lick it off? I’m not sure I can reach it.” He made a show of attempting to lick his cheek, but his tongue clearly not being able to reach. “See?”

Alicia let out a sigh, but its tone was much more playful than it was exasperated. She reached up with her right index finger and swiped the frosting off his face in one go. She then, eyes locked firmly with Kit’s, placed the same finger in her mouth, wrapped her lips around it and slowly pulled it out. When she was done, Alicia smacked her lips as a flourish. She batted her eyes at Kit, lips pouted. “Now, what do you say?”

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kitcheshire‌:

“It’s a birthday party. Oh, for who?” He shrugged his shoulders. “Someone had to have been born in April, right?” Kit laughed. “Just enjoy the party. Don’t think to hard. Have a drink.”

Alicia took the glass Kit handed her, raising it up to him. “Why should we settle for only celebrating on birthdays? Let’s say it’s an.... unbirthday,” Alicia grinned as the said the word. It’d appeared once, in a dream she had. She was almost certain Kit had been in the dream, too, but the details were foggy. Either way, she liked the dreamt-up concept. 

The blonde took a sip of the drink. She couldn’t quite name what was in it, (knowing Kit, it could’ve been anything,) but either way, it was strong. Pleased with both her new word and her drink, Alicia slung an arm around her best friend. She planted a kiss on his cheek, leaving a bright red lipstick stain behind. Alicia smiled at Kit. “This is the very best unbirthday party I’ve ever been to, Kit, my dear.”

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kitcheshire‌:

“What? Do I have something on my face?” He smiled cheekily. “Mind getting it for me?”

“Ugh, you’re so annoying,” Alicia said with an eye roll and a groan. Both seemed to clash with the smile that seemed to find its way onto her lips. She stepped closer to Kit, too close almost. She looked up at him, amusement dancing in her eyes, despite her earlier protests. “I don’t know if you deserve it.”

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enchantedrcses‌:

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“I am 100% sure that Lobo would never be into you. You are kind of missing some key things he finds attractive in a partner,” she said. “Besides, aren’t you and Kit like a thing?”

Alicia was momentarily distracted from her annoyance — why did everyone keep saying stuff like that? She was a goddamn stripper. How was that not someone’s type?? — by a wave of something similar to but not quite disgust. She scoffed. “Please, he’s not worth the trouble. It’s hard enough being friends with him.” 

Admittedly, Kit knew his way around a bedroom, but there was only so much she could deal with when it came to his antics.

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Alicia swirled her sparkling wine in the flute she’d picked up somewhere along the way. She stood at the edges of the festivities, watching with uninterested eyes. 

“When they said ‘masquerade’, I was thinking it’d be a little more exciting...” she mused. 

Wasn’t that the point of the masks? To lower some inhibitions? She sipped her drink before turning her eyes to the glass. Certainly that’s what the booze was for. Alicia brought the flute to her lips and downed the remains in one go, depositing the glass on the nearest flat surface she could find. She took a few strides and approached another masked figure.

“Dance with me,” she said, more a command than a request.

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Alicia Lim at Apple Peak’s 2019 Valentine’s Day Masquerade Ball

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ambr0siusg‌:

“Here as in the universe? A thousand years,” he said, completely serious. “But here as in this spot? Five seconds. We’re closing in ten. Just wanted to let you know.” Ambrosius gave her a warm smile, patting the table as he stood up, heading to the window to draw the curtains behind the display. “And that’s ten minutes, darling, not seconds – sorry, I should’ve been more precise.”

Alicia blinked at Ambrosius for a moment. She couldn’t decide if it was her hangover or his words that left her so befuddled. Probably both. Her throat felt try. She had to clear her voice a few times to speak normally. 

“I-I’m sorry. I hope I wasn’t sleeping long.” Alicia felt around to gather her things. She came to buy some stupid book for one of her classes, decided to have a cup of tea and... “Thank you for your hospitality. I’ll go now.”

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kitcheshire‌:

“I’m not entirely sure. All night I guess,” he said. “I think there was… a boat maybe? I definitely remember your boss telling me to stop goading two of his customers into a bar fight for a date with you.” He groaned, rubbing his neck. “Are we still in America?” He blinked repeatedly. “Fuck if I ended up in Korea again, we’re gonna be so screwed. I only know enough to order kimchi.”

Alicia gave her best friend a shove. “Ugh, stop it. I’m too hung over for this,” she said. She sat up, rubbing her face. She could feel the make up that was still on her face smear. She shuddered to think about what she looked like. Instead, Alicia tried to make sense of their surroundings. They weren’t at her apartment, but it didn’t look unfamiliar. A lounge on campus maybe? Seemed as good a guess as any.

“Kit, please tell me it’s the weekend. I’m begging.”

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lobomalvado‌:

Lobo pushed the dancer away. She was clearly new blood. “Sorry darlin’, you are barking up the wrong tree. You aren’t exactly my type.”

Alicia pouted for a moment. She wasn’t used to rejection. She brushed it off, though, and batted her eyes at Lobo. “I’m very flexible,” she said. “Just tell me what I have to do to be your type.”

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rosiebriars‌:

Rose wasn’t entirely sure why her job now included delivering to the Bare Necessity, except that her boss clearly hated her. She now had a delivery because a lonely guy wanted to impress a stripper. Her eyes shot up straight to make eye contact at a surprising person. She stuttered. “Um, flower delivery.”

Alicia was mortified to see Rose. Beyond mortified. They were never close, but their parents knew each other. That was the terrifying part. That the Briar’s quiet, shrinking violet of a daughter might run home and tell them about seeing Alicia at Bare Necessities. Of course, they’d tell her parents. Her parents would then lock her away in that prison of a mansion, for good this time. Alicia tried her best to cover her face in as inconspicuously as possible. 

“Um, I don’t think we’re supposed to accept those. You should talk to the boss.”

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enchantedrcses‌:

“Long enough to wonder exactly what the heck they are giving you to drink in that night club of yours to make you pass out on my couch.” She raised an eyebrow. “Speaking as a former rich girl, I have a feeling your parents probably wouldn’t want you in this part of town. Do they even know this part of town?” Cierra handed the girl a pot of coffee. “Drink up. You have class in an hour.”

Alicia let out a soft whine. She could barely stay awake in Professor Balthazar’s lectures on a good day, when she wasn’t hungover to hell and back. She forced some coffee too her lips but the warmth just made her want to fall back asleep. “I hate myself,” she said, pathetically. “This is going to suck so much.”

She took another sip. “Maybe I should just skip.”

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Alicia’s head, which had been resting on the fist she had propped up by her other arm, drooped ever so slightly downward. Just enough for it to slip off its resting place and drop down from the lack of support. Alicia was jolted away from the sudden movement. There was a sharp intake of breath; she looked around with groggy, unfocused eyes. It took her a moment to realize that there was someone sitting across from her.

“How long have you been there?” she mumbled.