// WHISKEY DEEP ,

Growing up, Adriana was fairly used to the process of ‘getting by’ and ‘surviving’, considering her parents were illegal immigrants from Brazil, who found their way to New York. A difficult task, but one they thought was better for the pregnancy Adri’s mother soon discovered.

Not having been in the US long, it was evident they needed to get jobs under the radar, cash in hand, to allow them to make ends meet, considering their child on the way. So, with her mother working as a waitress in a local 24/7 diner, and her father working the doors at local clubs, they were doing what they could, with adjustable shifts and days, allowing them to eventually raise their daughter.

Whilst it was difficult for the most part, the newfound parents did everything they could to ensure there was always one of them around to care for their newborn. But, eventually, as she grew up, it was apparent that it was mostly just her fending for herself when she was at an age that was possible. Her parents struggling financially for as long as she could remember, there were only so many opportunities available to them.

As Adri edged into her teenage years, there was a lot of jealousy over her friends and peers, who seemed to have things that could only dream of. Clothes she’d kill to be able to borrow, let alone afford herself. So, how did she cope with that? She had sticky fingers. Five finger discounts, if you will.

It started off small, a lipstick, or a chocolate bar when she was out with friends, but it rapidly grew into clothes, shoes, bags, anything that would help her blend in with her school friends, always previously referred to as the ‘poor friend’.

However, as time went on, so did her skills. The adrenaline rush that came with that. She was caught once when she was in the early stages, and that was enough for her to perfect the art. Nobody questioning her, as she began to look as though she was the types of clientele they’d exposed themselves to in the first place. No more hand-me-down’s from her mother, but sporting designer outfits to allow her that camouflage.

Whilst this wasn’t ultimately her style, nor her place in life, it did the job. Until eventually, she found herself entangled amongst The Brotherhood, gone were the days of stealing for pleasure, but instead, stealing for business. A professional, if you will. Cat burglar. Whatever it was they needed? She was on hand to retrieve it. No job too dangerous. And there she’s been for the last 12 years.

Outside of her ‘workplace’, the woman remains fairly social, always out for a drink or two with fellow members, or perhaps the odd familiar face outside of The Brotherhood, though that’s rarer these days considering they tend to ask a lot of questions. Particularly curious what she did for a living. And, the whole ‘thief by night’ thing doesn’t usually go over too well for those living a rather comfy lifestyle.

And of course, based on the above, it always makes dating pretty redundant. Instead, opting for the more casual scene. Especially considering she’s used to flying solo with regards to more complex relationships. Her parents were doing their best, but ultimately did a number on her by not being around. So, she’s not in contact with them much these days, aside from a brief phone call perhaps once a month or so these days.

adriana’s relationships :

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